A drabble for the end of Chapter 13 of Pulling Together
Song
"Where do I see myself?"
"That's the question, Mr. Choreographer. You tell me, I tell them," she gestured out to the non-existent audience. He thought about it for a long moment before he took a breath.
"I want…I want to be on Broadway. Not necessarily acting, but dancing and choreographing…that would be cool." She wrote down a few notes as she scoffed.
"Oh come on, Ryan. You can do better than that. Go wild…pretend you're Sharpay." Ryan laughed at that and thought again. When he began again, his eyes held an excited spark.
"I want to see my name in lights, I want a star on a dressing room door. I want people to pass me on the street and say, 'That's Ryan Evans.' I want it all." Kelsi grinned at him and penned the title to her next piece easily. He laughed and gave her a one-armed hug as she began fiddling with chords on the piano. She really was brilliant.