Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sex between consenting males. If you are not allowed to read further by law or principal you know where the back button is, though I question how you got this far in the first place. For everyone else please note that this is my first attempt at solo writing, so please (the following are words seldom spoken out of my mouth) be gentle. This is based on actual events but the names have been changed to protect the innocent, (and the not so innocent as well)
After Thad and the rest of the chorus had left the Nazi called all the principals and understudies into the lab theatre and gave us our scripts and our first assignment. We were to pair up with another principal, preferably one with whom we had a relationship with in the show, and create a pre-show dialogue. He said this was to help us understand who our characters were and what had brought them or carried them to the first scene of the show. I love theatre exercises and found this to be a breeze. My role as an understudy for Billy meant that I had a relationship with just about every principal in the room, as I was the male lead in pretty lady. I realize I just confused most of you so let me explain. 42nd Street is a show within a show. It follows the lives of the cast of phony and nonsensical Broadway musical of the 1940s. So for future reference, "Pretty Lady" is the show within "42nd street". I hope that is a decent explanation, because you have to understand that to understand the show. Anyways, back to the story---
I was paired up with an awesome actress by the name of Cherie Cieriello, Known as C.C., who was understudying the role of Peggy Sawyer, The Lead of 42nd Street and the eventual female lead of Pretty lady. We had worked together in Community theatre the previous summer in Annie, when we played Rooster Hannigan and Lilly St.Regis respectively. After the usual "How have ya been" and such we got down to business. We came up with a scene that had Billy waiting for his lover at the train station where Peggy arrived just before Auditions. Billy meets Peggy. Billy flirts with Peggy, Billy leaves and Peggy tries to follow him but makes a wrong turn, which makes her late for auditions. It went over really well when we performed for the rest of the cast. Evil Mr. Nazi liked it.
" Damn! I think I have miscast who should be in the understudy part and who should be performing regularly," He said, as the Actual Billy and Peggy's scene did not fare as well.
" Well Now that we know who each other in character are" the director started " I want a 4 page autobiography on my desk tomorrow about the roots of your Character as well as their beliefs, practices, family secrets and such. Please note that I expect this to show forth in your portrayal of your character. For example if Billy here is actually gay, then I want to see uncomfortability in his dealings with the opposite sex. I will of course make changes where they are necessary. On a second note we will start blocking tomorrow, therefore I expect lines to be memorized by then. We will be blocking and choreographing up until the song "We're in the money" which is found on page 47 of your scripts. Any Questions?"
There, of Course, were none, so He dismissed us until one o'clock when we would have our first round of costume fittings. Of course I would have to go straight into the chorus rehearsal since understudies were pulling double duty in this production. I really didn't mind as it meant that no matter what I would be on stage every performance, but it would definatly make for some very long days. I went outside so I could grab a smoke before another grueling part of rehearsal. Just as I took my first drag, Thad and some of the rest of the chorus members started to pull up. Thad was driving his black firebird with a pair of fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view mirror. He had a black tee shirt on that hugged the rippling muscles of his upper body as if it had been painted on. And speaking of Painted on, he had on a pair of whit wrangler style jeans that he had obviously poured himself into this morning. Ha had his black pair or ray-bans on his forehead and 2 cups of coffee in his hands. As he walked over to me he gave me a smirk that made me feel the need to light another cigarette.
"Hello Mr. Alex" He smiled as he handed me a coffee. " I didn't know how you took yours so I made it just like mine" he offered
I smiled and took a sip "Mmmmmm! Tall, light, and sweet just like you." I replied at which he blushed. I took another drag off my cigarette." Coffee and a cigarette, It's the breakfast of champions" I laughed taking another sip of the coffee.
"Or at least the breakfast of actors" Thad quipped as he lit his own cigarette. We sat in a comfortable silence for a moment. " Damn" I thought to myself. "It's been a long time since I could sit in silence comfortably with anyone, much less someone as hot as he is" Just as I was going to say something he asked me "So How long have you known Chris?"
" Chris?" I thought. "How in the hell did his pot smoking butt invade my alone time with a genuine Greek god"
" Chris? Oh Chris!" I said like an idiot remembering it was at Chris' house that I first saw Thad just 2 nights ago. " I've Known Chris since like 5th grade, when I moved here" I responded.
" Oh, I've only known him for a few weeks but he seems like a genuinely screwd up, but somewhat loveable guy" He quipped
Screwed up was definatly putting it mildly. Chris was on just about every drug on the streets and some that his chemist brother had created that weren't even known about by average potheads. We used to be really cool. Actually it was Chris who I first experimented with. , In the school showers after a gym meet. I tolerated him now because of the love I had for him then.
" You don't know the half of it" I replied. He is a really cool guy underneath all the screwed up stuff though." I said. " But hey enough about Thad tell me about you"
" Well" he started " I was born in Greece to a Portuguese father and a Sicilian mother. I moved here about 3 months ago, I'm 17, I've been "Hoofin" since I was 3 and I love to read" he spieled off like a contestant on the dating game. " And what about you?
I Started walking into the rehersal hall as I was talking, as I really did not want to be late again." I am 16, I was born in texas to a portuguese father and a mexican mama, I've been hoofin' ( for those of you who don't know------ hoofin' = Tap dancing) since I was 5 and moved here in 5th grade." I replied.
" So I guess we do have some things in common, do we not?" he asked smiling as i distinctly saw him checking out my ass as we walked up the stairs into rehearsal.
" I guess we do" I replied.
" Hey whatya say after fittings you and I hit that cafe around the corner. maybe get to know each other a little better. After all it looks as if we're gonna be spending the summer together, might as well get to know each other now, no?"
" Ya know, I'd like that." I replied. I really like this guy, and I'm quickly finding out I want to do more than get in his pants. For the first time in a long time--- I wanna get into his life.
" It's a date then" He said and I found myself blushing
"Yeah it's a date.
Authors note: Alright y'all thats all 4 now. I must apologize in advance because I start school again on Tuesday and If I am planning on graduating in December, I need to get back to the studying so the updates will be fewer and farther in between, I will try to get another posted before I start, but I make no promises.As always Comments and critisisms are welcome