Lana was crying over a song that came on her phone. It all began the previous summer. Lana, being a huge Broadway enthusiast, saved up enough money to buy tickets for BroadwayCon, which was a Broadway convention. There were no words that could describe how ecstatic she felt as she entered the building. Show tunes filled the air. To her right, Patti Lupone was signing autographs. To her left, they were selling Broadway merchandise. Up ahead, Lin-Manuel Miranda was performing “My Shot” from Hamilton. There were people sharing their different musical obsessions everywhere. Lana was truly in heaven. She looked at the convention agenda. There were so many exciting events planned. There was a singing/acting workshop, and later there was going to be a meet and greet with the cast of Wicked. But what Lana looked forward to the most was the karaoke event, which was right up next. Not wanting to be late to the event, she took out her map of the convention and rushed to the location. Lana stood there in the audience and …show more content…
waited for the karaoke event to start. The guest announcer, Idina Menzel, welcomed everyone and introduced the event. She explained that for the first song, which she did not announce, two audience members would randomly be chosen to perform it. Lana waited in anticipation as the two spotlights swirled around the audience, hoping to be chosen. The spotlights stopped moving and the audience cheered. The lights landed on her and another boy in the crowd. Lana and the boy were escorted to the stage and were both asked to introduce themselves. With the microphone in hand, she simply said, “Lana.” The boy then introduced himself. “Johnny,” he said. Idina told them to have fun and then exited the stage. The lights dimmed and two spotlights shined directly on Lana and Johnny. The music started to play, and Lana immediately knew what the song was just by listening to the first note. The song that Lana and Johnny had to perform was entitled “A Little Priest” from Lana’s favorite musical, Sweeney Todd. Lana knew the lyrics by heart, but she hoped that Johnny knew them too. Lana, obviously portraying the female role, started off with her lines. “Seems a downright shame…” she sang. “Shame?” Johnny sang back without hesitation. Thank God, he knows the lyrics, Lana thought. Lana and Johnny continued on with the song. Lana relished the laughs she got when she said her comedic lines, and Johnny blushed when the audience hooted and hollered as he swept Lana into a short waltz, just like in the movie version. Only then did Lana get a good look at him. He looked like he was just about Lana’s age. There wasn’t anything too extraordinary about his appearance. He looked like any of the boys that attended her high school. Though it was not what caught her eye that instantly made her attracted to him, but what caught her ear. Johnny had the voice of an angel. He sang his part beautifully and almost made Lana forget her lines due to how entranced his voice made her. There was another part in the song where they waltzed again. The spotlight that focused on them blinded their view of the audience, and the way that they danced made it impossible for the two to look anywhere other than each other’s faces. That plus their beautiful voices filling the auditorium made it feel like they were the only two people there. As Lana gazed at Johnny, odd feelings arose in her that she had never felt before. Her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks became hot as she blushed. How was it possible for a person she had never met before to cause her to feel so strange? There was no doubt that Johnny was sharing similar feelings.They eventually finished the song and ended on a majestically sung note, receiving loud praise from the audience. Lana and Johnny stepped away from the event and went to go sit at a table by a Wetzel’s Pretzels place. They both got pretzel dogs and sat to talk to each other. It turns out that they shared many common interests, which included the fact that they were both book nerds and that they both aspired to be performers. As they continued to talk, Johnny’s plain looks gradually grew more handsome to Lana. Johnny thought Lana was quite cute as well. They spent the rest of the day at the convention together, and when it was over, they exchanged phone numbers and home addresses. Johnny, who traveled all the way from England to New York, promised to text Lana the moment he got home. With that, they parted their separate ways. Johnny went back to his home in London, and Lana went back to her home in Manhattan. Lana waited a day for Johnny to text her back. Johnny’s flight back to London should have only taken 6 hours, so he should’ve been able to text her back within a day or so. Yet a day passed without a single text from Johnny. Ok, he probably got tired from his trip back to London and forgot to text me, Lana thought. I’m sure he’ll remember tomorrow. Another day passed, and Lana still had not received a text from Johnny. A week passed, Lana still without a text from him. Now you may be wondering, “Why doesn’t Lana just text him herself?” Well, my friend, Lana was too shy to text him first. Not wanting to seem too eager or overenthusiastic, Lana decided on allowing Johnny to make the first move. Days passed, weeks went on, and soon a month had gone by, and Lana still had not received a single text message from Johnny. Lana assumed that Johnny forgot about her altogether. After all, who would remember a random girl they met at a Broadway convention? Perhaps that small moment on stage was simply that small moment on stage and nothing more. Perhaps Lana misunderstood the mixed messages Johnny was sending her when he asked for her phone number. Perhaps Johnny just didn’t feel the same way that Lana felt. Finally, after a month of waiting, Lana gave up on Johnny. What was the point of waiting for him now? Just a week later, as Lana was reading a book and listening to music, a particular song came on her phone that caused her to forget what she was just reading and drop her book on her lap. Lana started crying over that song, for she immediately knew what song it was just by listening to the first note. The song that played through her headphones was entitled “A Little Priest” from Sweeney Todd, the very song Lana and Johnny had sung together at BroadwayCon. Lana cried until the pillow she had begun to hug was drenched in tears. To relieve herself of her sadness and stress, she decided to record a cover of the very song she just cried over, since singing always seemed to lift her spirits whenever she was down. Lana set up her camera and her microphone and began recording. When she thought she had finally sung through the entire song perfectly, she finished recording and uploaded the video to YouTube. That night, Lana heard a loud knock on her door. It was unusual for someone to be knocking on people’s doors during that time of night, especially on Lana’s door. Wary of what or who might’ve knocked, she approached the front door cautiously. She quietly tiptoed towards it and peaked through the peephole. Lana could not believe her eyes. What she saw was nothing scary or dangerous or anything of the sort. As she looked through the peephole, he heartbeat quickened and she began to feel the same feelings she felt when she performed on that stage at BroadwayCon. She opened the door excitedly to be greeted by none other than… “Johnny!” she squealed. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you in England?” “I just had to see you!” he replied. “Why didn’t you text me back?” Lana asked. “Well,” Johnny said, “I actually texted you multiple times, to which you never answered. When weeks passed and you still hadn’t replied to any of my texts, I resorted to calling you. When I called your number, I discovered that the number I was calling was invalid. I was heartbroken, thinking that you pranked me by giving me a fake number. But when I double checked the scrap of paper you gave to me with your number on it, I found out that I had put in the numbers incorrectly when I added you to my contacts. I was coming to America anyways to visit a cousin of mine, so I decided to drop by your house, to explain myself.” “Aw,” Lana said.
“That’s so sweet. No guy has ever gone through so much trouble for me.” She felt her eyes welling up. “By the way, I watched your newest YouTube video during my cab ride to your house. That was a wonderful rendition of ‘A Little Johnny,’” Johnny joked. Lana chuckled nervously. “What do you mean? The song’s titled ‘A Little Priest.’” Johnny took out his phone and showed Lana, who had not fully watched it yet, her cover of the song. Lana had never felt more embarrassed in her life than when she was watching her video. It was in this specific point in the video that she cringed the most, and practically cried from laughing so much. “What is that?” her video self asked. If you have ever seen Sweeney Todd, the next line in the song refers to a “human flavored pie,” as Mrs. Lovett and Sweeney Todd were talking about baking people into pies in the song “A Little Priest.” Here is where Lana flubbed. “IT’S JOHNNY. HAVE A LITTLE
JOHNNY.”
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