Musicals Quotes Novels & Stories

I told him as I pinched his cheek. He pouted at me. “Hey! I am handsome, not cute!” He beamed at me. I chuckled and just shrugged. “Let’s just go. The musical is about to start.” I beamed as I held his hand and pulled him after me. Asher and Michael watched the Robin Hood musical and they both approved the cast. They said it was entertaining and fun. They even bought tickets for us, so we had to see this musical. It’s a must. “Oh! It’s the beautiful Miss!” I heard a little girl’s voice.

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Lucas asks. I don’t miss the quick glance he makes at her chest. I mean, she’s wearing a low-cut top. What guy wouldn’t look? No one has ever looked at me like that. “Phantom of the Opera! I’m so excited! I get to help direct this one too. I love musicals! That’s how I learned English. I listened to the recordings of the songs and fell in love with musical theatre. Do you two want to audition?!” she spoke so quickly, and her hands flapped about so much that it took me a second to register everything she said. Her blue eyes are gleaming with excitement, which makes me smile.

After hesitating for a while, I reached out and patted Quentin's back, "No, no need to sing if you don't want to. Don't cry!" Quentin stood tall, hands shielding his eyes, and uttered, "It's not that I don't want to sing; just give me a moment." I kept quiet, patiently waiting. Once Quentin regained composure, he used a tissue to wipe away his tears and looked at me seriously, asking, "Why do you want to hear me sing?" "I..." I struggled to find sincere words, "I just want to hear you sing, whether you choose to or not!" "To sing..." Quentin raised a smile, "I'll sing, sing for you. If they don't want to hear, then I'll sing for you."

He replied. "Don't tell me you like musicals." I said, terrified to hear his response. "I don't like musicals. I love them." He replied. I groaned and put my head in my hands. "Oh gosh. I hate musicals." "No way!" He exclaimed. "They are absolutely terrible! Why do you find it necessary to sing after every two minutes?!" He gasped dramatically, glancing at me. "Musicals are amazing. The only reason I signed up to audition for TWC was because I thought it was some kind of fairytale musical."

Kimmy states. We grab the microphones, and the screen spins, landing on "Love Shack" by the B-52s. Kimmy and I bounce up and down, all excited. The music starts, and we sing our hearts out. Kimmy, of course, is phenomenal, what with being a Broadway musical star. I think I held my own. The song comes to a close, and everyone claps. Kimmy takes me in a big hug. “Holy crap, Amelie,” Kimmy shouts, “I didn’t know you had such a great voice.”

The perfect candidate to present his mother and father. “Ah, Magnus, there you are! You look as if you truly enjoyed the play,” Quincy called out when Magnus reached the lobby. “So? What did you think? About the musical and the actors? About the dancing and singing numbers? About the sets and the costumes” “I think it was all absolutely great. But I would love to be introduced to your leading lady, if I may,” Magnus replied quickly, hoping he hadn’t missed his chance. “I think she was exceptional in her performance. Exactly what I was expecting to see tonight.”

Wake me up. Once I warmed to her, we hit it off in all the best ways. She didn’t believe me that I was obsessed with musicals, that I knew like everything front and back. So I sang some Liza for her, some Barbara, some Cher … and she made me do it again. And again. It was … freeing. Liberating. Someone who appreciated me, someone who stood front and center screaming and fangirling out … over me. I hadn’t had someone be so encouraging and uplifting in so long. My soul needed it.

Orseus couldn’t muck around like his father, but he was most impressed and hid his laughter with a few coughs. The only faces that were not happy were the Slegh’s and Joan. “Eloquent…” Lord Dulston’s face bloomed into a smile as he muttered with regret “Just like my Bella…” Mira bowed lightly as she went to her seat once the questions died down. Musicals were organized as fillers while the judges, King, Queen and Crown prince retired to a side room to decide the winner. Everyone stood up as the King rose from his seat and only sat down after they left the hall.

Jeanie's choice of song for Penny turned out to be incredibly fitting. It instantly penetrated everyone’s soul. From that day on, people would remember Penny not just as Caleb's ex-wife. Winston nudged Quentin with his elbow. "Quentin, what do you think?" Quentin, who had been dragged there that evening, just lowered his eyelashes. "Very impressive, beautiful, and charming," he admitted. Winston quickly put his hand on Caleb's shoulder. "Even Quentin thinks so. It seems like many men here would feel the same. A woman who can play such a piece is rare."