A/N.

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Chapter Two: With A Bit Of Luck
(April's POV)
The burning red of embarrassment still hasn't left Donnie's cheeks.

It's been exactly ten minutes since I had accidentally slipped in a puddle and given myself away. I had just been leaning in to get a closer look, and hadn't noticed it. Needless to say, I had been distracted. Oh my goodness. The way my boyfriend had danced...it left me breathless. It was graceful and delicate, but strong and determined at the same time. He was amazing. It was like watching an angel, innocent and free spirited. Throughout the dancing, the smile never left his face. He looked utterly happy. But now, the smile was gone, replaced with an ashamed expression, with a fiery blush to go along with it.

Finally, he lifted his head until his gaze just barely meet my eyes. "Aren't you going to, I don't know, laugh?" he asked. I did a double take. How could I possible laugh? "Donnie...that was beautiful!" I said. His head snapped up. The shame was replaced with shock. "You're serious?" he asked. I nodded. "It was incredible! That's so cool that you can do that!"

For a few seconds, he couldn't even comprehend what I had said. Then, the disbelief seemed to melt away from his face and instead was filled relief and joy. "April...thank you!" he said, throwing himself into my arms. "I was so scared that you would think it was stupid and weird!" he said. "Well, it's exactly the opposite. I enjoyed every bit!" I told him. Then, another thought crossed my mind. I pulled away from my boyfriend slightly. He looked up, but figured out right away what I wanted to ask.

"No. You're the first person to know about this." he said, motioning that we should sit down. "Okay, I'll tell you the story." he said. "I've been training myself how to dance ever since I was five years old. It began when my brothers had all come down with the flu. Sensei kinda kept me quarantined, so that I couldn't catch it too. He kept them in his room with him, but trusted me to be on my own. So, I was alone, with the entire lair all to myself. Since I had nothing to do, I began to look for something to watch. And then I found something at the bottom of the small stack of movies we had." he paused, then blushed again. "Okay, do you promise that you won't laugh at this either?" he asked.

I nodded. "I would never laugh." he grinned. "Have you ever heard of CATS?" My jaw dropped. "You mean the Broadway musical?" I asked. "Yes! I remember seeing it when I was really little, on video of course, not live." His smile seemed to only grow. "Yep, that's what I found. Apparently, it was supposed to be a gift for Tang Shen (her birthday was only a few months after the fire. Splinter still celebrates it every January), but she never got it. When I first saw it...my entire world changed. It was unbelievably awesome. I was just, in awe the entire time. Then, after it was over, it hit me. I wanted to be just like them. So I began to teach myself how to do what they did. And that's what I've been doing for fifteen years now."

I was stunned. "That's amazing!" I said. Then I corrected my sentence. "Scratch that, you're amazing!" He blushed again, harder than ever. "Thank you." he said. "I've just wanted to be in CATS for so long now. Thank goodness someone is supporting me."

Suddenly, a memory flashed before my eyes, which bugged out in shock at what had just hit me. I slightly rocked backwards, not able to process what I had just remembered. Donnie gasped and helped steady me. "Are you okay, Sweetie?" he asked. For a second, I didn't answer. Then, I looked right into his eyes.

"Could I use your T-phone for a second?" I asked. He nodded, then gave it to me. I opened the internet, then typed in what I wanted to look up. Then, after a few seconds of waiting, the results came up. The exact same results I had been right about.

"Donnie...CATS is coming back to Broadway in January!" I said to him. Silence at first, but then his face broke out into enormous amounts of excitement. He began jumping up and down and shrieking with joy. I did too. I couldn't help it.

"And they haven't cast anyone yet?" he asked. I shook my head. "The auditions are going on right now, and they haven't released who got in yet." I said. "Donnie, do you realize what this means?"

The unmistakably wide beaming smile was my answer, telling me that he knew exactly what I meant.

(A little over one week later...)
It's been a whole week since Donnie first auditioned for CATS.

He had gotten two callbacks, the two days directly after the audition. He hadn't heard from them since, but we were anxious. Right now, Donnie and I were sitting in his room, hanging out and just holding onto each other. These were the moments of life that I loved best. When I could just spend every waking moment of the day in the presence of the love of my life. Just drinking in the peace and quiet, which we could barely get in our normal lives.

I then got an idea. I looked up at Donnie, and asked the question. "Can you dance for me?"

Donnie blinked in surprise. Then he smiled, silently kissed my forehead, slid off the bed, and began to dance. Gentle twirls, dainty twists, feather-like leaps. The way he moved, was unlike anything I had ever seen. The rate he could go from doing a series of soundless jumps and mute turns, to standing stock still, with his leg bent high enough to the point where it was clear over his head, was astounding. But my favorite part, was how when he danced, his eyes danced around with him. The focused, but care-free and spirited expression was the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. I could watch him for hours and hours on end, and never get tired.

Just then, Donnie's T-phone rang and scared the living daylights out of us. Donnie started to tip over, but I leapt up and caught him before he could hurt himself again. He giggled. "Thanks, love." he said. Then he went over to his desk on the other side of the room, pressed a button on his T-phone, and held it up to his ear.

"Hello?" he asked. A second passed. "Yes, this is Donatello. What do you need?" A few more seconds. His eyes narrowed, then went extremely wide. His breath caught in his throat, and his hand slowly came up to his mouth. All of the color had drained from his face, making the olive green look a very interesting shade of yellow. He looked as if he were about to faint any second. "Okay. Thank you so much." he finally said. He hung up, then placed the phone back down on his desk. Then, the unthinkable happened.

He started to cry. I saw the tears before he brought his other hand up to his mouth. They trickled down his face for a split second, then he seemed to collapse altogether, thick tears pouring from his crimson colored eyes and muffled sobs breaking free of his vocal cords. I immediately knelt down to calm him down, fearing that something was wrong. But when I looked into his eyes, he looked overjoyed. "Donnie, what is it?" I asked. He lifted his head to meet my gaze, and I swear, he had never, ever, looked more happy in his entire life. He then uttered three words that I would never forget.

"I got in." he said, barely above a whisper.

I felt my heart stop. Then, after replaying the words in my head a few more times, I asked, "What?" "I GOT IN!" he yelled, throwing his arms around me into a massive hug. "Thank you, April!" he sobbed happily. "I got the part as Mistoffelees thanks to you!"

I screeched with excitement, then also began to cry with happiness. I couldn't help it. I was so excited for my boyfriend. We heard a knock on the door. "What's going on in there?" It was Leo. "Nothing!" I called back. We waited until his footsteps went away, then continued our sob fest.

I had once heard a quote from a review on CATS, that said, "They shot for the moon, and got it." And with a bit of luck, Donnie and I shot for the moon, and what do you know...we got it.

A/N.
WHOOHOO! Donnie got the part as Misto! Who is his character really? Well, you'll have to stick around and find out. Also, I just saw how short this chapter is, so sorry that it's a bit short. The next chapter will be longer, I promise.

This chapter is deticated to Ricky Ubeda, who is actually performing his final performance as Mistoffelees (the character that Donnie got) in CATS on Broadway tonight, July 16th, as I speak. I saw him twice and he was phenomenal! I'm so sad that he's leaving! Ricky, you're amazing!

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