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    Broadway Babe
    Broadway Babe
    Broadway Babe
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    Broadway Babe

    By J.C. Long

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    Tate O’Connor has worked hard to realize his dream of dancing on Broadway, and it’s about to pay off with a premier in his first show. He doesn’t expect the distraction of sharing the stage with his celebrity crush: Broadway superstar Mike Chang. Drama ensues both onstage and off as Tate and Mike work closely and realize there could be something between them. However, there are those who don’t think an up-and-coming dancer is good enough for someone with Mike’s talent and fame, and rumors and misunderstandings might lead to broken hearts if Tate and Mike can’t work through their confusion and insecurity.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDreamspinner Press
    Release dateJan 25, 2017
    ISBN9781635332407
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      Broadway Babe - J.C. Long

      Broadway Babe

      By J. C. Long

      Tate O’Connor has worked hard to realize his dream of dancing on Broadway, and it’s about to pay off with a premier in his first show. He doesn’t expect the distraction of sharing the stage with his celebrity crush: Broadway superstar Mike Chang. Drama ensues both onstage and off as Tate and Mike work closely and realize there could be something between them. However, there are those who don’t think an up-and-coming dancer is good enough for someone with Mike’s talent and fame, and rumors and misunderstandings might lead to broken hearts if Tate and Mike can’t work through their confusion and insecurity.

      Table of Contents

      Blurb

      Dedication

      ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

      SCENE I

      SCENE II

      SCENE III

      SCENE IV

      SCENE V

      SCENE VI

      SCENE VII

      SCENE VIII

      SCENE IX

      SCENE X

      SCENE XI

      SCENE XII

      About the Author

      By J. C. Long

      Visit Dreamspinner Press

      Copyright

      This book is for my precious grandmother, who didn’t get to live to see it come out. I love you so much, Memaw!

      ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

      FIRST AND foremost I want to extend my deepest gratitude to the people who taught me the love of dance and drama, Ms. Kathy and Ms. Watson. My world would be much less magical if it weren’t for you two. Also, the biggest of thanks to my Korea family, Darian, Maria, and Tammy. Your friendship is one of my greatest joys. And last, but certainly not least, to Hiro, who realized that I’m a bit mad (aren’t all authors?) and loves me anyway.

      SCENE I

      IF SOMEONE had told me that I, Tate O’Connor, would be standing in front of the doors of a rehearsal studio in the middle of the afternoon, ready to step inside and into my very first rehearsal for my very first Broadway show, I would not have believed it.

      And yet here I was.

      Like so many people had before me, not caring that it was so utterly cliché, I left my hometown of Memphis, Tennessee, for the Big Apple, chasing my hopes and dreams. Like what seemed like millions of other people, I came to New York to get on Broadway. I didn’t have what it took, I thought, but I damn well had to try. I’d taken dance and voice lessons since I was seven years old, all leading up to this day.

      I’d been in New York for nearly a year, attending auditions day after day while working night after night for my best friend Lucy’s aunt in her diner, living in a loft she was subletting to me while Lucy was studying abroad. Trial and error, trial and error, it had all been one up-and-down ride, but eventually I’d gotten my big break.

      I was going to be appearing on stage in a new show by one of the hot up-and-coming composer-and-lyricist duos out there, a risqué piece about love, sex, and identity. I was okay with that—it was a great step forward just getting onto a stage, and I knew many people who had been there longer than I who hadn’t yet landed a callback, much less an ensemble role.

      I took a deep breath and walked into the studio. Just inside the doors was a sign on a board directing cast members to the main dance room. Heart racing, I followed the sound of voices until I stepped inside. Like most dance studios, mirrors lined one wall, but it was much larger than the studios I had been in before. There were about twenty other guys and girls there, all dressed similarly to me in sweats and T-shirts or tank tops. I had elected a T-shirt. Though I had a dancer’s well-toned body, I wasn’t comfortable with it enough to just flash it around.

      Eyes turned to me as I came in. I could feel them sizing me up. I didn’t see anyone I knew in there. Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, I moved to an empty space and started my warm-ups.

      This your first Broadway show? a short, pixie-esque girl asked me, looking up at me with big doe eyes from where she was stretching on the floor.

      I was just under six foot, and I would have guessed her to be roughly five even. She looked tiny down there on the floor, like a doll.

      I nodded, stretching my arms first.

      I could tell. You had the ‘What the hell have I walked into?’ look on your face. I’m Cally.

      I’m Tate.

      Nice to meet you. Choreographer should be here any minute now. I hear she’s a real hardass, got a reputation for running strict dance rehearsals. Stay on your toes—so to speak. Cally giggled at her own pun.

      I grinned. I like this girl, I decided.

      I sat down next to Cally and bent at the waist to touch my toes, working hard to maintain the flexibility that was so important to my profession. I take it this isn’t your first?

      She gave me a look of exaggerated dismay. That’s not the kind of question you ask a girl you just met, you know.

      Again she giggled; she was a girl who amused herself. At least someone finds her funny.

      "No, this is my third. I was a dancer in the however-millionth revival of Anything Goes. My second show might not even count… it was the musical adaptation of Fight Club." She winced, like she was in pain just thinking about it.

      I could understand why. Didn’t that show close before previews were even over?

      She nodded, still wincing.

      At least you made it to the stage, I comforted. I meant it too. She’d accomplished what plenty of others had not: survived the audition process and made it into performances. Not every show is going to be a success, but you got another notch on your résumé.

      I know that academically, she replied. "It’s just hard to remember when I come across reviews for it online and such. ‘Worst Broadway show since Starlight Express,’ ‘A dark day for Broadway,’ ‘Nonsensical, trite, filled with unlikeable characters and terrible songs.’ And those were the good ones."

      I couldn’t help but chuckle. Got them memorized, have you?

      They’re burned into my brain, she said solemnly. I’m pretty sure not a single person clapped at the end of the first act of our first show, and half the audience didn’t even come back for act two.

      From what I’d read online about the show, that didn’t surprise me.

      I should have known it was going to be a bust, Cally said as she finished her stretches. I mean, the finale is titled ‘We’re All Tyler.’

      I finished stretching and leaned back on my elbows where I sat, looking at the others that were there with us. We were all young, but then again the show’s casting called for a lot of young actors. Every single person in the room was a dancer. This wasn’t community theatre, where they filled the ranks with people who could handle easy steps in order to come up with a respectably sized dance group. I was in the presence of people who were all dedicated to the same craft. My chest swelled with pride at the knowledge that I was part of this group, part of this magical profession. I was amongst the best of my peers, and I was exhilarated.

      Just by looking around I could spot the few guys and girls who were first-timers like me. They were each busy stretching, attempting to hide their nerves behind placid faces, but they weren’t succeeding. Is that how

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