PLAYMAKER.

kelsi nielsen || composer || east high alumni ❛ grow...write music...grow.❜ (independent rp blog for hsm's kelsi nielsen. i don't own anything you might recognize. i am not olesya rulin.) written by tessa

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+ @theirsunshine

“---Are your father’s lessons always this...” Kelsi’s unsure as to what the word is she’s looking for. “...are they always like this?” Because if they were, she could get used to it. “I’m honestly thinking of just sneaking into your class for the rest of the school year.”

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“Uh, not really. I mean, I’ve got a piano at home, but it’s not so much knowing how to play as much as it was hitting random notes.” All up, the piano was more of a hobby than something he was good at, and even then, hobby probably isn’t the right word. “Maybe I’m just a natural… Or really good at winging it.”

“Well, as far as I can tell, you’re indeed a natural. I mean, if this is winging it, I’d want to be there when you decide to, y’know, not wing it and seriously go for it,” Kelsi laughed warmly. “You said you were in a band, yes?” She prompted. “Will you tell me about them?”

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+ @toerr (for any of your three HSM muses :D)

“Wanna know what’s a great idea? Faking sickness so that I don’t have to do this presentation. That’s a great idea. In fact, it’s so great, I may even go through with it, if only so I don’t embarrass myself in front of my other classmates.”

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           he had been pushing himself, admittedly a little too hard, practicing way too often, working out more than necessary, and sleeping far too little. he was determined though. determined to make a name for himself and make a good impression for the people who dictated what his future would look like. still, he found himself wavering throughout the day, feeling almost unsteady on his feet. he just needed to sit down for a while. ❛ huh ? ❜ it had taken him a moment to even realize someone was talking to him. his gaze shifted to kelsi, and he waved off her comment. he was totally FINE. ❛ don’t be ridiculous. i’m good. ❜ he rubbed at the back of his neck, heaving a sigh. ❛ nah. i’m okay, kelsi. thanks, though. ❜ he slumped back against a nearby locker, arms crossing over his chest as he attempted to ground himself. he didn’t have time to be feeling dizzy or tired or anything like that.

gods, one of these days he would push himself much too hard, and he’d land himself in the hospital or something. kelsi immediately banished that thought from her head; she was already worried about him, no need to add to that. ❛you’re welcome, but if you think i’m just gonna leave you sitting here, alone, you’ve got another thing coming.❜ she sighed when he waved her comment away. yes, of course. people always sway from side to side, or nearly drop to the floor, when they’re fine. of course, how could kelsi have missed such a vital piece of information?! ❛look, i realize you may not want to hear this, especially not now with all the important games coming up, but chad, with all due respect: you’re so far from okay. people don’t end up wavering or unsteady on their feet just for kicks.❜ light eyes widened a little bit. ❛i may not know a whole lot of things about basketball and sports in general, but i do know that you’ve gotta listen to your body, otherwise you’ll run yourself ragged and no one wants that for you.❜ 

[niielsen-blog1]

+ @tragedyfaced (i’m still geeking out about all your lovely muses bye, so just pick whoever needs the most attention).

“Y’know, this sounds pretty awesome. Are you sure you’ve never played the piano before?” Kelsi wasn’t the best teacher, or so she thought, by far. But she tried, and tried, and tried some more, and therefore no one could critisize her. That’s what Harry Potter taught her. “It took me weeks, if not months, to learn Alouette when I first started out.”

[officialrapunzelfitzherbert]

aesthetic + kelsi nielsen

“what are you planning on doing this summer?” “grow… write music… grow.”

[judasrose]

Aesthetic boards for the characters I’m playing right now.

2/3 - Kelsi Nielsen (High School Musical)

[gabriellabolton]

high school musical meme: [2/5] characters » kelsi nielsen

Pianist here, Ms. Darbus!

[lgbtdisneyheadcanons]

#049: Kelsi Neilsen is bisexual

Submitted by anon

[gabriellabolton]

AU: Sharpay is upset when Chad asks Taylor to prom.

“Why are you thinking of a food at a time like this?” Sharpay barks at Ryan. “Because it’s lunch time?” Ryan retorts, raising his eyebrows at her, “Why are you so upset about this anyways?” “Upset? No, I’m not upset. I like gossip. It’s what I do,” she replies, a little too quick. She can tell from Ryan’s suspicious stare that he’s not convinced, but fortunately, he drops it and she launches into a rant about how Darbus is allowing the Wildcats to ruin their last musical. She knows this is not just gossip, though, but she can’t figure out why she’s so upset about this. She doesn’t understand why a lump formed in her throat when Chad asked or why she felt a sudden urge to strangle Taylor when she accepted. The only possible explanation would be… No, absolutely not. That’s impossible. She hates Chad. However, when she sees Chad and Taylor all loved up in rehearsal later that day, she realises the idea of having feelings for Chad is not as ridiculous as she thought. Maybe, there’s a fine line between love and hate.

[gcldenthroat-blog]

[gcldenthroat-archive-blog]

gcldenthroat:

❛ i don’t enjoy letting people down. i don’t use people to feel better about myself. and i definitely don’t wear yellow and orange in the same week, let alone in the same outfit, okay?  maybe i did think you and i were alike. not anymore. in fact …

           i’d be embarrassed if someone thought i was like you.  ❜

[niielsen-blog1]

+ @standingstiill (for either or both of your HSM muses)

“Well then, my sincerest apologies, but the Playmaker’s having an off day!” Kelsi snapped. “If you’re not going to help me, or find another productive thing to do, then you might as well leave me be!”

[niielsen-blog1]

+ @naturallyamiable

“---It’s okay, Gabriella. ‘S just a scratch. You know how clumsy I can be sometimes. Hey, d’you remember that one time that I tripped up the stairs instead of falling down?” Yeah, good times. Those were good times.

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+ @whxtteam

“Whoa there, are you all right, Chad?” Small hands already shot out, without thinking, to help steady him if need be. “For a moment there, it looked as though you’d be seconds away from courting the floor.” Which probably wasn’t what he wanted to hear right now, but still. That’s how it looked. “Can I get you anything? Something sugary to eat? Some water?”

[niielsen-blog1]

“Well if it isn’t our little Kelsi.” Sharpay’s voice rang clear through the halls. Heels click against the floor as she makes her way to the once piano player. “You don’t keep in touch anymore. I’ve noticed you still speak to Ryan on a daily basis, but never me. What’s the matter, you don’t like me?”

“Hello to you too, Sharpay.” A quiet sigh escaped her lips after her greeting. She wasn’t afraid of the blonde anymore, but the fact that she was so extroverted could be exhausting: “’Course I speak to Ryan on a daily basis. We go to the same school and I see him at lunch sometimes,” Kelsi almost, almost rolled her eyes. “Well, seeing as you bullied me, you’re not high on my ‘favorite people list’.” A small smile was shot Sharpay’s way, however. “But I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t curious as to how you’ve been these past few years?” prompted Kelsi.

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+ @musemcdness (for one of your HSM muses)

Kelsi hadn’t actually planned to go to her high school reunion, but here she was anyway. What could she say? Her best friend, the one and only Ryan Evans, could be very persuasive if he wanted to. Kelsi actually wanted to curl up with a book or something, or crawl behind the piano to try and compose a new song. But all of that had to wait, she mused as she stepped through the doors of East High.

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