Disclaimer: Same as last chapter. And I don't own Wicked. Please review if you're reading this. I need Happy thoughts.

Danny ran out of English to reach Sam. He stood outside of the Science lab waiting for her class to be released.

The moment she walked out of the door he picked her up and swung her around.

When he put her down, Sam smiled and said, "Not that I'm not enjoying this but what is this about?"

Danny whipped out his newly graded test. "Check it out.", he said proudly.

A B+ was written at the top of the paper.

"Oh my god! Danny that's so great!" Sam threw her arms around his neck.

Without thinking about it Danny kissed her.

"Eww... look at the loser lovebirds!"

Danny blushed and pulled away from Sam. He looked at the floor. When he looked up Sam was glaring at him.

"That never happened." She said.

"Got it."

They started to walk to lunch, making sure they kept a good two feet between them at all times.

"And one more thing."

"Yeah, Sam."

"I blame you."

So Sam continued to tutor Danny. Danny's grades rose higher than ever before. This made everybody happier and everything was good.

Danny continued to visit the voice. He began to think of the singing as his own command performance. He loved just sitting inside her room in ghost form and listening to her sing.

He didn't want to tell anybody about her. Except Tucker.

Tucker looked at him incredulously. "So let me see if I'm hearing you correctly. You have a crush on a girl who you've never seen, spoken to or come in contact with in any way."

Danny sat down. "Basically." He said. "But she's so…perfect, So… there."

Tucker thought for a moment. "I have an idea how you could find her."

"Yeah", Danny said eagerly.

"Why don't you try out for the yearly freshman musical. It's supposed to be Wicked this year. You could be Fiyero. If the girl's that good I'm sure she'll be trying out."

"I dunno..", said Danny. "I can't sing that well…"

"Danny, you're just shy. Just practice your song and you'll do fine.", Tucker looked at his watch. "I have to go. I have a girl to catch." Danny snorted. Tucker glared at him. "And you need to be at tutoring." Tucker said smugly.

"Shoot." Danny scrambled behind a dumpster, turned into Danny Phantom and flew towards his house."

"And that's how Emily Dickinson became a world famous plumber."

"Mmm-hmm.", said Danny staring into the distance.

"Hah! I knew it. You," Sam said accusingly. "are not paying attention."

"Unnnhh." Danny groaned.

"Fine, Danny." Sam said, clearing the books off the table. "What's on your mind?"

"Girls." Danny replied truthfully, thinking of the Voice.

"Well, obviously." Sam snorted. Danny looked up surprised. "Any girl in particular?"

"Paulina." Danny said.

"I really don't know what you see in her but I promised not to say bead things about her. Do you need advice?"

"What?"

"Well, this is tutoring. You might as well learn something." Sam said. "As a question and the great Goth will answer." She said putting on a fake mystical accent.

Danny smiled. "Ok…what do girls like in guys?"

Sam thought for a second. "Well, for one girls mainly like artistic guys. Some will go for football players but we think it's really cute if a guys plays an instrument or draws or acts or something like that."

Danny sat up. "I draw."

Sam raised her eyebrows. "Really? Can I see some of your sketches?"

"umm..sure.", Danny said. He pulled a thick sketchbook out of his backpack.

"Wow.." Sam said. She flipped through the book. "These are really good." She stopped and stared at a page. "Is..Is that me?" She said cautiously.

Danny looked over her shoulder and blushed. It was a picture of Sam bent over her notes with her face slightly turned towards the artist.

"Umm…Yeah."

Sam looked up at him. "Thanks Danny." She looked really touched. She closed the book and handed it to him. "That's the kind of thing you would do for the girl, give her a sketch you made. It's really nice and touching and sweet and all girls drool over that sort of thing."

Danny decided to change the subject. "I was planning on trying out for Wicked."

"Hey, me too. I want to be Elphaba." Sam said.

"I want to be Fiyero." Danny said. He stopped, realizing what she'd said. "I didn't know you sung. Or acted."

"Yeah. I'm big on acting and singing." Sam glanced at her watch. "Oh, god. It's really late. I have to go." She gathered her stuff. "Bye, Danny!" She called over her shoulder.

Danny smiled to himself. That was nice, he thought. She's a really great person.