(All stage lights shine on WENDY, and WENDY'S DAD standing in Wendy's room with all of her things packed up in boxes.)
Wendy's Dad: Wendy please don't go. I really want you to be here. Remember all the flowers we used to paint together. I want to do that again.
Wendy: Well, maybe you should've thought of that before you went and betrayed me.
Wendy's Dad: Sweetheart, I didn't mean to betray you.
Wendy's Dad
STRANGE MAZE, WHAT IS THIS PLACE. I HEAR VOICES OVER MY SHOULDER.
NOTHING'S MAKING SENSE AT ALL. WONDER, WHY DO WE RACE.
WHEN EVERYDAY WE'RE RUNNIN' IN CIRCLES SUCH A FUNNY WAY TO FALL.
TRIED TO OPEN UP MY EYES. I'M HOPIN' FOR A CHANCE TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT.
WHEN I WAKE UP, THE DREAM ISN'T DONE. I WANNA SEE YOUR FACE
AND KNOW I MADE IT HOME. IF NOTHING IS TRUE WHAT MORE CAN I DO?
I AM STILL PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU.
SHOW MY CARDS, GAVE YOU MY HEART. WISH WE COULD START ALL
OVER. NOTHING'S MAKING SENSE AT ALL. TRIED TO OPEN UP MY EYES. I'M
HOPIN' FOR A CHANCE TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT.
WHEN I WAKE UP, THE DREAM ISN'T DONE. I WANNA SEE YOUR FACE AND
KNOW I MADE IT HOME. IF NOTHING IS TRUE, WHAT MORE CAN I DO? I AM
STILL PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU. I AM STILL PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU.
I HEARD EVERYTHING YOU SAID. I DON'T WANNA LOSE MY HEAD.
WHEN I WAKE UP, THE DREAM ISN'T DONE. I WANNA SEE YOUR FACE AND
KNOW I MADE IT HOME. IF NOTHING IS TRUE, WHAT MORE CAN I DO? I AM STILL
PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU. I AM STILL PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU. I AM
STILL PAINTING FLOWERS FOR YOU.
Wendy: That doesn't change anything. I'm still leaving.
(ALEX walks up to the door and knocks on it. WENDY opens the door letting ALEX inside the house.)
Alex: Hey Wend. Are you ready to go?
Wendy: Yes, I'm ready.
Alex: Okay, I'll help you carry your stuff out to the truck.
(ALEX and WENDY carry all of WENDY'S stuff to the truck. All lights black out as they leave the stage.)
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All Time Low: The Musical
Fanfiction*All songs belong to their respected owners. No copyright infringement intended* Please don't steal my ideas, I worked so hard on this. it took about a month and a half to write. I love All Time Low. I was listening to Somewhere in Neverland and i...
