Showmance

Showmance

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There is a certain kind of magic that you will only ever find cemented within the walls of a theatre, it doesn't matter where you are in the world there is a building overflowing with shows and tales of years past just waiting to tell you its next story. The only problem is that not many people about know the true magic hidden away within these buildings, for it's not until you have sat in one of the hundreds of auditorium seats or chased the ghosts around in the hallways of backstage, that you will notice the way time stands still. It's as if the whole world stops to enjoy the mass amounts of singing, dancing, acting and raw talent neatly tucked away within the wings. Most of the people who know that feeling are those of generations past their youth, but that is not the case for our girl Elsie, she grew up in theatres, whether it was backstage at one of her many dance showcases or sitting in awe of the way these stunning and unique people all come together with one shared passion of live performance, Elsies only true love was theatre, that was until she met Arthur. The boy who shared her love of theatre loved her equally as much and ended up stealing her heart.
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"There you go again. Letting your head get the better of you." Becca's eyes shot to his. "You can't hold back like that, not if you want it to feel real." Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. Yes, she'd stopped. She knew. But he spoke like it was so simple, like she was just some amateur afraid of the stage. He had no clue what this felt like, that it wasn't the scene that made her chest tight. It was looking at him. She put a full foot of distance between them. "I know how to act, Boris!" He stood there, unmoved. "Then show me." Her nails dug into her palms. No. She wasn't going to let him break her. She pulled her shoulders back, took a breath, and planted her feet. "Fine," she bit out. "This time...I'll finish it." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ When Becca Morgan walked through the doors of her old high school, she never expected to get pulled back into the world of theater. She also didn't expect Boris an intense and incredibly talented 18-year-old senior who gets under her skin. A single rehearsal is all it takes for things to get complicated, blurring the lines between the roles they're playing and the people they're becoming. 🎭 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕀'𝕞 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠...𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖, 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞? It goes much deeper than just desire. At its heart, the story is about the ache of getting older, wondering where the time went. It's about the messy, complicated search to find yourself again. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒

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