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Chapter 12: Only Hope
When Reggie took off her robe, I felt my head spinning. She wore a beautiful, sparkling blue gown that fit perfectly around her slender waists. She wore make-up, which contributed to the fact she looked like an angel. Maybe she was one of God's angels. I looked over at Pi, who was now awake, with his eyes wide open. My mother was in the audience, grinning at me. Then, we started to act out the scene.
"When you walked out of the rain, and into my club, was that just coincidence?" I recited.
"Nothing's coincidence," she recited back.
"You remind me of someone I know. Like a girl in a dream."
"Tell me about this dream girl."
"Well, uh.........." I started to forget my lines. Reggie's beauty had totally stumped me. I looked to the side of the stage where I saw Mrs. Stimpleton mouthing, "The song!" It was then that I remembered.
"Oh, the dream......Well, I don't know. All I know is that you're beautiful." I had nailed that line for the first time. "Uh, the song. Please sing the song to help me remember this dream." I recited as she grinned at me and the piano music started to play. She was so beautiful, the way she glided across the stage as she belted out a heavenly voice.
" There's a song that's inside of my soul.
It's the one that I've tried to write over, and over again.
I'm awake in the infinite cold.
But you sing to me over, and over, and over again.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray.
To be only yours, I pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope.
Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing, and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far.
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray.
To be only yours, I pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope.
I give you my destiny.
I'm givin' you all of me.
I want your symphony, singing in all that I am.
At the top of my lungs, I'm givin' it back.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hand and pray.
To be only yours I, pray.
To be only yours I, pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope."
The crowd clapped heavily as the song ended. It was then that I had to do my thing. I leaned over and softly kissed her glossy crimson lips. It was easier than I thought. It was then that I realized something. I had fallen in love with Reggie Rocket.
After the play, my mother ran up to me as soon as I had changed out of my costume.
"Honey, ¡Qué bueno! (How good!) You did so well! I'm so proud of this transformation!" She gushed like I was a toddler just starting to walk for the first time. It was nice, but kinda embarrassing.
"Thanks, Mom, but please tone it down a bit," I politely whispered to her. She grinned.
"OK. But don't stay out too late!" She told me as she walked out of the auditorium. Then I looked over at Reggie, who had her arms around Otto and Ray's shoulders, and they were telling her how well she did. She was so beautiful, and I couldn't believe that I hadn't seen it before.
It was then that I saw that I had another admirer. Sam Dullard was walking up to me.
"Hey, Rodriguez. You did great out there! And your acting didn't stink!" Sam told me.
"Thanks, man. Good job on the play itself," I replied.
"Take it easy," he told me as he walked out of the auditorium, following the crowd. It was then that I had my last admirer. Mrs. Stimpleton.
"Oh, Lars, dear, you did so great!" She put her arms on my shoulder. I couldn't help but to smile. Even though I wished that Reggie's hands were on my shoulder.
"Thanks, Mrs. Stimplton!" I thanked her as she hugged me and left the auditorium. I looked around one last time, but didn't see Reggie, so I left with the crowd. Until HE came.
"Lars! You did great!" A voice said. I turned around and saw my father. "Lars, I figured maybe we could get a bite to eat...."
"I'm not hungry," I cut him off and continued to walk.
"Lars!" He called after me.
"I'm not talking to you!" I stormed out. Sure, I was changed. Mainly by Reggie. I was more sensitive and considerate. But not even my sweet Reggie could bring my father and me together.
Chapter 12: Only Hope
When Reggie took off her robe, I felt my head spinning. She wore a beautiful, sparkling blue gown that fit perfectly around her slender waists. She wore make-up, which contributed to the fact she looked like an angel. Maybe she was one of God's angels. I looked over at Pi, who was now awake, with his eyes wide open. My mother was in the audience, grinning at me. Then, we started to act out the scene.
"When you walked out of the rain, and into my club, was that just coincidence?" I recited.
"Nothing's coincidence," she recited back.
"You remind me of someone I know. Like a girl in a dream."
"Tell me about this dream girl."
"Well, uh.........." I started to forget my lines. Reggie's beauty had totally stumped me. I looked to the side of the stage where I saw Mrs. Stimpleton mouthing, "The song!" It was then that I remembered.
"Oh, the dream......Well, I don't know. All I know is that you're beautiful." I had nailed that line for the first time. "Uh, the song. Please sing the song to help me remember this dream." I recited as she grinned at me and the piano music started to play. She was so beautiful, the way she glided across the stage as she belted out a heavenly voice.
" There's a song that's inside of my soul.
It's the one that I've tried to write over, and over again.
I'm awake in the infinite cold.
But you sing to me over, and over, and over again.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray.
To be only yours, I pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope.
Sing to me the song of the stars.
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing, and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are so far.
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hands and pray.
To be only yours, I pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope.
I give you my destiny.
I'm givin' you all of me.
I want your symphony, singing in all that I am.
At the top of my lungs, I'm givin' it back.
So I lay my head back down.
And I lift my hand and pray.
To be only yours I, pray.
To be only yours I, pray.
To be only yours.
I know now, you're my only hope."
The crowd clapped heavily as the song ended. It was then that I had to do my thing. I leaned over and softly kissed her glossy crimson lips. It was easier than I thought. It was then that I realized something. I had fallen in love with Reggie Rocket.
After the play, my mother ran up to me as soon as I had changed out of my costume.
"Honey, ¡Qué bueno! (How good!) You did so well! I'm so proud of this transformation!" She gushed like I was a toddler just starting to walk for the first time. It was nice, but kinda embarrassing.
"Thanks, Mom, but please tone it down a bit," I politely whispered to her. She grinned.
"OK. But don't stay out too late!" She told me as she walked out of the auditorium. Then I looked over at Reggie, who had her arms around Otto and Ray's shoulders, and they were telling her how well she did. She was so beautiful, and I couldn't believe that I hadn't seen it before.
It was then that I saw that I had another admirer. Sam Dullard was walking up to me.
"Hey, Rodriguez. You did great out there! And your acting didn't stink!" Sam told me.
"Thanks, man. Good job on the play itself," I replied.
"Take it easy," he told me as he walked out of the auditorium, following the crowd. It was then that I had my last admirer. Mrs. Stimpleton.
"Oh, Lars, dear, you did so great!" She put her arms on my shoulder. I couldn't help but to smile. Even though I wished that Reggie's hands were on my shoulder.
"Thanks, Mrs. Stimplton!" I thanked her as she hugged me and left the auditorium. I looked around one last time, but didn't see Reggie, so I left with the crowd. Until HE came.
"Lars! You did great!" A voice said. I turned around and saw my father. "Lars, I figured maybe we could get a bite to eat...."
"I'm not hungry," I cut him off and continued to walk.
"Lars!" He called after me.
"I'm not talking to you!" I stormed out. Sure, I was changed. Mainly by Reggie. I was more sensitive and considerate. But not even my sweet Reggie could bring my father and me together.