A little last minute, well thought over for maybe an hour and a half. I like it. The songs are 'Cheers' by Rihanna and 'Harder, Better, Stronger, Faster' by Daft Punk. I like those songs. I like how this chapter kind of played out. Personally, I think I suck at writing Romance, and that it seems I will get better. And I threw a little twist into this chapter. Next chapter I'm gonna sharpen my knives and make some pies. *Wanders off to find a Mrs. Lovett dress whilst humming a certain song*

Dedicated to my friends at school. Nana, Megan, John, Joe, L-A and whoever sits with us at lunch (sometimes)

now for a very personal joke; "DON'T STAND ON THE TABLE NOW JOHN!"

The festival lights were able to be seen from the window in Nessa's room. There was a soft orange glow above the town square, and she could hear the music being pounded out of the outdated speakers. Elphaba thought that they ought to have updated them, and maybe make sure that they got proper storage. But this was seen as a citizen complaint instead of a major issue. Instead they spent the money on a way to tag cows to make sure that they could tell the difference between one farmer's cows, and the other farmer's cows.

This was the year that Elphaba was sure the speakers would blow. That's why she wanted to DJ it for her father. Frex then said maybe, and gave her an hour to blow the speakers. Nessa was so excited. Meanwhile in the square, Fiyero and Elphaba were hanging out together.

"I wonder what Nessa is doing." Elphaba wondered out loud.

"She probably is sitting in her room, waiting for you to start your set. For the record, I'm going up there with you." Fiyero said, inconspicuously slipping an arm around her bare shoulder. The floor length gown had been tailored a few inches off of the filthy ground, but Elphaba had tied it up and now it was around her knees somehow. It was a dress that Galinda would have been proud of. Knowing Elphaba though, this modification of the dress was probably consisting of duct tape, whipped cream in a can, and scissors.

There were a few bits of awkward silence between the two until the current DJ announced that after a few more songs, Elphaba would be playing and raising money for a good cause.

"Fiyero, no one is going to like my music." She moaned, sitting down on a park bench beneath a tree.

"I love your music. Almost as much as I love you."

"Do you mean that?" Fiyero sat down beside his beloved green girl. Screw Galinda and her steps to get himself with Elphaba. He'd do it in his own style, and suffer the consequences.

"If I didn't mean it, would I do this?" Cautiously, Fiyero pressed his lips to hers. This might cause him to not be able to ever have children, but he didn't care. When they had pulled apart, the song that the bad DJ was playing finished.

"I think I love you too. Now, we can't tell Galinda about this until we get to Shiz in the fall or she'll kill me. Plus, I have to go on stage in five minutes. Come with me." Elphaba said, standing up and straightening her skirt. Fiyero wrapped his arms around her waist, and they went up the stage and set up for Elphaba's set.

(That was bull for fluff. It just was.)

Coralie hated this festival. She hated her dress, she hated the festival, she hated the music that was playing, and she especially hated all the happiness. Sure, she had gotten those twenty dollars and was going t buy herself something nice with it, but wshe wanted freedom from ebing toted around by her parents. Why couldn't she have that? Oh yeah, those bums who thought that princess were walking money and that if they could influence her then they would become famous or something like that.

Walking down the streets within eyesight of her parents, she took out her cell phone and started texting her boyfriend back in the Vinkus.

I'm having a bummer time at this festival Jon. A few minutes later she got a review, her ringtone being softer than the music.

Really? I thought you wanted to meet this Elphaba Yero was talking about. Hastily she replied.

And Elphaba is a real nice girl. It's just I don't get any freedom. Y'know what I mean. Coralie put her phone back in her boot, and kept walking. Soon Elphaba would be going on stage, and from what she could see, Fiyero and Elphaba really did love each other. Who else would kiss in the middle of a tough crowd? Her phone beeped.

I'm busy today Cora, so I can't be texting you. 'night.

She blushed at the sincerity, as she would have probably been waking up in the Vinkus. But what could he be doing while she was away, especially that he couldn't be texting her during it? Mulling these questions over in her head, and coming up with the worst case scenarios of what he could be doing. She met up with her parents, and said that she wanted to visit Nessa and bring her the small gift she had gotten the crippled girl.

Elphaba and Fiyero walked up onto the stage, and started to set up Elphaba's computer with the wires and such. These speakers were going to blow when she was done with them. The last song that the bad DJ was playing was something really strangely slow, and as they stood on the stage, Elphaba saw Coralie and Elvira walking away from the party, holding a package. They were probably going to visit Nessa. Suddenly Elphaba's heart weighed a million pounds and was holding her down. Hiding it underneath her, she started her one hour of blowing the speakers.

"Hello there! I'm Elphaba and this is my assistant of the day Fiyero. Before we begin, let it be known that we will take requests. To an extent, and that the speakers will blow before I'm done." Clicking a few buttons, the first song began. Most of the teens came out and started dancing, singing along to the music crudely. Fiyero, determined to make this the best first date ever, started dancing with her on the stage, as they sang along to Rihanna.

"I drink to that!" The next song that she had put in the playlist played. They kept dancing, occasionally breaking apart with a few words and a chance to make sure that they playlist was okay. That and she was making sure that the climactic song that was going to blow the speakers.

"Ready for the speakers to blow?" Elphaba yelled into the mike, her throat getting rough and holding a plastic cup of milk. After saying that she drank her milk, handed Fiyero the cup, and started the song. Soon the ripe beats of 'Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger' was blasted as loud as it could be. It was the third to last song, so blowing the speakers was okay.

Finally, just at the ending of the song, the speakers blew in an array of sparks. Fiyero didn't know that Elphaba had this all figured out, so he freaked out.

" Now what?"

"You'll see. Shut up and kiss me." Fiyero obeyed, and the slow song that Elphaba wanted to play started. When they pulled apart and began to dance, she whispered a word or two to Fiyero.

"Its magical isn't it."