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SOMETHING ROTTEN! 1.1.17 - FINAL PERFORMANCE (#27)
well well well. here we are. after a year and a half, rotten says goodbye on broadway. i’m super sad about it but i’m grateful it is going on tour and will continue to spread joy and laughter around the country.
here was my day at rotten’s final performance! (warning this is super dramatic and emotional)
THE VAPIRE DIARIES VERSE : SEASON 1
erica re.yes , a childhood friend of ele.na gilbert & b.onnie bennett , drifted from her childhood self . once an optimistic kid , she grew into her skin , her life . a loving family quickly torn apart by an affair , then alcoholism , all innocence she had was gone . she left elena & bonnie , & slowly grew closer with tyler & vicki ( & occasionally matt ) . known as the stoner around school , there’s an untouched potential within her . she’s always felt different , but never quite knew why , until the appearance of st.efan salvatore & all the other supernatural influence in the town .
connections ( always up to plotting ) : vicki - best friend ; tyler - friend ; matt - older brother figure ; elena - ex friend ; bonnie - ex friend ; caroline - dislike
Helpless
Lucas Abbot stepped quickly down the stairs to where his mother and sister were waiting in the lobby, all the while slipping on a pair of black leather gloves followed in pursuit by his man who carried his jacket. The weather outside wasn't unusual by English standards, they only had a few brief moments of what felt like summer before fall quickly moved in and yet Luke was still a little disappointed.
"We're going to have to drive in the rain." He said as his man helped him into the jacket. "I don't mind. I like the rain." His sister responded slipping on her own pair of gloves, these ones a white lace with gold embroidered trim on the cuff. "I know you don't mind and normally I wouldn't but I had hoped to take a walk through the gardens during the dance." His mother was quick to shake her head "well then I am glad of the weather. It would be incredibly rude of you to leave the dance and go for a walk." Luke gave his mother a small smirk "oh but what if I were accompanied by a young woman?" His sister giggled "like Miss Spink?" Luke shook his head "if only to tell her that I do not intend to marry her." He knew exactly where the conversation would go and so he was quick to add "shall we? We mustn't be late or else we'll get a reputation."
Following his mother and sister to the carriage he thought about what the evening was to hold. Dancing, which he didn't consider talented at, drinking, which he was very talented at, and meeting young women, again something he wasn't too sure he was good at but apparently others did not agree.
As soon as they had arrived he separated from his mother and sister. His mother with her flock of friends and his sister with hers, Luke found a few of the men standing in the corner with their drinks all waiting for the dancing to begin. As much as he protested these evenings were not all bad and Luke found himself enjoying a few laughs. Talk of some new faces from America had Luke a little interested but on the whole he was okay with spending the entire night with the gentlemen. A few elbows nudges in his side and Luke was directed to Caroline
“Miss Spink is looking particularly beautiful this evening.” Henry, owner to the next farm over and quite uninterested with farming, pointed out. “I hear you two are practically engaged, Abbot.” George said with a smirk, an expression Luke would have loved to wipe off. Shaking his head Luke stated “I do hate rumours.” And turned to look at Caroline, she did look beautiful but paled in comparison to the wonder in the gold dress. “Who is that beside Caroline?” He asked George looked over his shoulder “Ah, I believe that is Miss Julia Sweeney, one of the Americans.” He chuckled “Going to move from being a Loyal lover to America?” George asked, Luke ignored him and placed his glass on the servants tray, “Gentlemen, I believe I have my next dance.” Fixing his coat briefly he walked over to Caroline and Julia.
Fan Fiction Update!
Chapter Thirteen of Cry With You!
BPOV
The nurses grabbed each side of Hunter and hoisted him into the wheelchair. “He’s all yours.” One smiled. I walked behind his chair and pushed him out the door. We stopped by the doctor’s office. “Thanks so much!” Hunter called in. He stood up and walked around to shake his hand.
“You’re welcome. Take care of him!” The doctor smiled at me.
“Oh, she will.” Hunter smiled up at me. I smiled and pushed him out of the hospital.
I stopped in front of my car. He wrapped his arm around my neck and used his other hand to help lift himself into the passenger seat. I pulled the seat belt around him and clicked it, kissing him on the way back. “Are you going to let me do anything by myself?” Hunter asked jokingly.
I shook my head, “No, you are my patient Mr. Hayes.”
He laughed, “Well, I guess I could take advantage of this.” He winked and laughed.
I laughed and rolled my eyes, shutting the door behind me.
I set him up in my room. We had a full house. His parents were sleeping on the pull out couch in the basement. Most of the boys headed back home by the time Hunter got discharged. Matt stayed over and slept on one of the couches in the living room.
“You really don’t have to do this. I can sleep on the couch.” He insisted.
“No, you need a bed! Now scoot over, you had me up all night. I need a nap in a bed.” He inched over. I had a twin bed so there wasn’t that much room for two but nevertheless, we made it work. I laid on his good side, putting my head in his chest. “You smell good.” He whispered. “I missed you.”
I smiled, “I missed you too.” Then I drifted off into sleep.
I woke up to find Hunter still asleep. I crept downstairs to find everyone gathered in the kitchen, coffee in hands. Everyone was quietly talking and nodding, looking serious. Mrs. Hayes put her cup down and ran over to me, giving me a huge hug. “We’re just so thankful for you. You and Hunter belong together. Hunter told me about him waking up to your face and your little speech and you’re taking such good care of him. I couldn’t thank you enough.” She smiled. Mr. Hayes smiled and nodded at me. Matt ran over and gave me a huge bear hug. “Basically what she said.” He laughed. I smiled and nodded.
“I can’t afford to lose him.” I said in almost a whisper.
HPOV
“So you’ve had a pretty good nurse to take care of you all week cause you’re healing really well.” My doctor smiled. I smiled over at Bells. I made sure she came in with me. I needed her to hear his orders since she had a better memory for these things than I did.
“Well, since everything looks okay, you can go home. I’m assuming you have a doctor there so you can take all these medical papers over to him and he can take things over. You can fly home but I don’t recommend doing any shows until he gives you the say so.” We both nodded.
“Thank you so much!” I shook his hand.
“Yeah, thank you so much for getting him better. Seriously, thank you so much.” Bells said as she shook his hand. He nodded and walked us out.
BPOV
“Have a good flight! You have everything?” Her mom called after us. We nodded. Hunter was in a wheelchair with our bags on his lap.
I pushed him to the gate. We were early for once. I sat in the chair next to Hunter and turned so my legs lay on his lap. “I guess you have to cancel a few shows?” I asked.
Hunter frowned and nodded, “Four.”
“I’m sure your fans will understand.”
“Yeah, I have the best fans ever. Plus we’re rescheduling so they can bring their ticket and see me for free.”
“Now boarding!” I stood up and pushed Hunter into the plane.
HPOV
She pushed me into our apartment and let me wrap my arm around her to help me onto the couch. “Here’s the remote and your guitar, I’m going to take a long shower. I always feel gross after flying.” I nodded to her. “Do you want me to run you a bath when I’m done?” I nodded. She smiled and turned to the bathroom.
“Hey bells?” I called after her. She turned around to me. “Thanks. I love you.”
She blushed, “I love you too.”
She came around the corner dressed in her favorite pj bottoms and baggy tshirt. Her hair still wet falling over her shoulders. “Ready?” She asked with her hands on her hips. I nodded and put my arm up. She wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me up, walking me slowly to the bathroom. She helped me pull my shirt and shoes off then closed the door behind her.
BPOV
“HEEEELLLP MEEEE!” Hunter yelled from the bathroom. I walked in to find him in his boxer with a tshirt half way over his head and one casted arm sticking in the air. “I’m stuck.” He said.
“You know, I could help you.”
“But I wanted to do it myself. I thought I could.”
“Soon enough you will be.” I said as I pulled the rest of his arm through the shirt and helping him find the head hole then pulling it down over him. I grabbed his sweat pants off the sink and opened them up. “You can stand and put these on.”
“Are you sure? I couldn’t even get my shirt on!” Hunter wined. I nodded and crouched down so all he had to do was stand up and put his feet in the two holes.
“Go!” I shouted at him. He sighed and grabbed the sink with his good arm, balancing himself up. His face lit up as he took a took a step into the holes. “See!” I said and pulled up his pants.
“What would I do without you?” He asked as she helped me back to the couch. She smiled up at me, kissing my lips. “And Top Gear is on! And I can smell jambalaya like my momma’s!”
I smiled, “Her recipe.”
We collapsed on the couch. “I wanna play you something.” He reached over to his ipod and began to blast all the happy romantic songs he could think of. It included Angel Eyes, Stay Stay Stay, All About You (Jerrod Niemann) and so many more.
