A Very Glee Musical

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»You're WHAT?«, screamed the 22-year-old Broadway producer Kurt Hummel into his iPhone, on the other end Sam Evans, headliner of his newest musical 'An Extraordinarily Ordinary Love Story'.

It's the third musical he's producing. Well, the third one that he's producing all alone. He's been collaborating in several small works and gained a experiences, but two years ago he decided to realize his own ideas and imaginations and hit the bull's eye with his first play, a parody of the classic 'Sweeney Todd'. His second production, a drama, which's music reminded one of 'Wicked', was very successful, too. It received two distinctions, including a Tony Award, the most-wanted award among musical producers and writers.

His third work should live up to those successes, but that it would work out now was doubtful. He worked so hard on it, after he read in a review about his last musical that "With a lovestory only half as good as this play, Kurt Hummel would have a good chance to become the new Andre Lloyd Webber."
In this sentence Kurt saw a certain challenge, and as usual he accepted it.
He racked his brain to create a romance, that would take the audience's fancy, he spent nights writing a story about such a sensitive theme, love.
A theme, that he hardly knew anything about.
But after months of work and sleepless nights he had finished his work with the name "An Extraordinarily Ordinary Love Story.", and was proud of it.

And now that.

»You're my leading man, my L-E-A-D-I-N-G M-A-N! Can you explain to me how I should get through the premiere without you?!«, Kurt's voice cracked, while he talked to Sam, a young man he's known since High School.

»I'm .. I'm sorry, but-«, Sam tried to apologize, but he was interrupted.

»Spare your "I'm sorry, but"! I'm sitting here in New York and want to continue with the rehearsals for my play, which premieres in ONE MONTH! And you're just telling me on the phone, that you have to move from New York to … where exactly are you right now?!«, you could still here the unhappiness in the 22-year-old's voice, who wasn't sitting on the sofa anymore, but pacing up and down in the room.

»I had to go back to Lima .. Santana … she's pregnant.«, Sam unfolded now.

»Santana, that … «, Kurt put his hand on his forehead and fell onto the sofa again. »How long has she been pregnant?« He left out the question if the unborn child was really Sam's.

»For four months, as far as I know. Listen, Kurt, next year I'll be there for you again, okay? But right now Santana just needs me. I'm sure you'll find someone who can replace me.«

Kurt didn't say a thing for one moment, he was already going through the lists of supporting actors mentally, to make out a substitute. »I guess I have no other choice, have I?«

»I am really, really sorry, Kurt.«, Sam assured again. Then you could here the voice of an irritated young woman, shouting swear words in Spanish. »I gotta hang up now. Goodbye, I wish you good luck!«

»Thanks, Sam.« Kurt dropped the mobile phone next to him and ran his finger through is hair, while he went through the supporting actors' list over and over again. There must be someone, who could step in. Sure, there were a dozen of people, who would do anything for the role, but Kurt's claims were too high. Nobody seemed good enough for it.

That meant, there must be another casting.
And that meant, he must spend many nights with work instead of sleep, again.

He picked up his phone again and called his assistant.

»Hey Kurt. Why are you calling?«, a young woman asked.

»Quinn, we need a new leading man.«