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"𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴" 𝚂𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶

"𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴" 𝚂𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶

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(Y/N) sat backstage of Mrs. Miller's theatre. The sun was now shining outside and (Y/N) was in the middle of painting another backdrop.

   She let out a sigh. "I hope you're planning on going somewhere, not running away."

   (Y/N) turned her head to see Mrs. Miller dressed in a beautiful blue silk dress. "What does it matter?" she asked.

   Mrs. Miller came closer to her. "Well, when you're going somewhere, and it turnes out not to be the right place, you can always go somewhere else," she said. "But if you're running away, no where is ever the right place."

   (Y/N) didn't reply. She turned her head back to the backdrop.

   Mrs. Miller looked at the young girl. She placed a small envelope next to her. (Y/N) looked at it. "For all the backdrops you've painted over the years," Mrs. Miller said.

   (Y/N) picked up the envelope and opened it. Inside was about one hundred-fifty dollars. (Y/N) looked back up at Mrs. Miller. "I... I can't take this Mrs. Miller," she said. "It's to much."

   "I insist, Dearie," Mrs. Miller replied. "It's the least I can do."

   (Y/N) pocketed the cash. "Thank you so much."

   Mrs. Miller nodded and walked away to the stage.

   (Y/N) continued working on the backdrop, when she heard more voices from behind.

   "How 'bout lettin' your older brothers know yous still alive now and then, huh?!"

   Owen, Jamie and Benjamin ran backstage and pulled (Y/N) up from the ground and into a hug. "We's were worried sick!" Jamie cried out. "We couldn't find yous anywhere!"

   (Y/N) squirmed her way out of the hug. "Ever think I didn't want to be found?" she said.

   "(Y/N)!" Benjamin said. "Tu ne croiais pas (you won't believe it)! We made front page of The Neserdnia Sun!"

   Jamie pulled out a newspaper from his pocket. "And above the fold. Oh yes," he unfolded the bottom of the newspaper, "above the fold."

   (Y/N) shrugged. "Good for us," she mumbled.

   "Everyone wants to meet the famous (Y/N) (L/N)! Even Spencer Connery sent over a kid to let us know that next event, you can count on Central. Our fight from is far over."

   "C'mon guys," Benjamin said, tugging at Jamie's pants. "Ask if we can use the theatre. I gotta let my girl know we got a date."

   Everyone looked at Benjamin with wide eyes. "Your girl?" Owen asked.

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