Sam and Danny through their arms around each other as the curtain closed on the bowing members of the cast. "IT'S OVER!" Everybody was cheering and dancing around. Danny was hugging and kissing Sam at every moment and Sam was smiling hugely.

Tucker walked up to Emma and threw his arms around her. "You were awesome!" he said, placing a kiss on her lips.

Emma blushed pink. "Thanks." She said, shyly.

"Sooo," Tucker said, looking at her slyly. "About those ten dollars you owe me…"

Emma smiled and rolled her eyes. "They're in my bag. I'll get them once I'm out of the death trap." Emma called her sparkly light blue dress the 'death trap'. It was the most uncomfortable piece of clothing she had ever tried on and it took her fifteen minutes to get it on and off.

Tucker sighed, mock impatiently. "Fine, but there's no escape for you."

Emma raised an eyebrow. "Who said I want to escape?" She walked off, leaving Tucker with his mouth hanging open.

After changing out of their elaborate costumes, the cast headed to the gym, where the cast party was being held. Sam was wearing all black and a t-shirt that had the wicked logo on it. Emma was wearing pink, but Sam didn't hold it against her.

Sam was standing near the punch table when she felt something being inserted in her pocket. She grabbed it quickly. It was a folded up piece of watercolor paper with her name written on it. She smiled and unfolded the paper. On it was a sketch of her in charcoal. She was sitting on the railing of a sailing sloop and was smiling as the wind blew her hair back. The sky behind her was filled with stars. Sam felt herself choke up.

Danny wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He whispered in her ear, "Drooling yet?"

Sam turned around in his arms. She rolled her eyes, but smiled at the blue-eyed boy. "I would say something like 'whenever I'm around you.' But I'm not going to, because that is way too sappy."

Danny laughed out loud. "Sam, I was such an idiot for not asking you out the moment I saw you." He said, earnestly.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, but I won't hold it against you."

Danny held out his hand to Sam. "Will you dance with me, Voice?"

Sam cracked a grin and grabbed his hand. "Whatever you say, Cold."

They stepped onto the dance floor, where American Pie was starting to play. (Best Song EVER!)

Danny put his hands on Sam's waist and pulled her close. Sam put her hands behind his head and sang quietly along,

A long, long time ago...

I can still remember

How that music used to make me smile.

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people dance

And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

Danny grinned and joined in. He knew the words by heart, just like Sam.

But February made me shiver

With every paper I'd deliver.

Bad news on the doorstep;

I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried

When I read about his widowed bride,

But something touched me deep inside

The day the music died.

Everyone was singing along at this point. If you don't know the chorus to American Pie, you are seriously musically deprived. They sang slowly.

So bye-bye, miss American pie.

Drove my Chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

And them good old boys were drinking' whiskey and rye

Singing', this'll be the day that I die.

This'll be the day that I die.

Danny spun Sam around and she laughed. The group let out a whoop. Everybody started jumping to the beat of the music as it sped up. Sam and Danny were grinning as they shouted at each other.

Did you write the book of love?

And do you have faith in God above,

If the Bible tells you so?

Do you believe in rock 'n roll,

Can music save your mortal soul?

And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Sam pretended to jam on a guitar. Danny watched her, laughing. He then pretended to sing into a microphone. The music slowed down a little.

Well, I know that you're in love with him

Cause I saw you dancing' in the gym.

You both kicked off your shoes.

Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncing buck

With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,

But I knew I was out of luck

The day the music died.

I started singing',

Bye-bye, miss American pie.

Drove my Chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

Them good old boys were drinking' whiskey and rye

And singing', this'll be the day that I die. (Sam and Danny yelled '"DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!")

This'll be the day that I die.

Now for ten years we've been on our own

And moss grows fat on a Rollin' stone,

But that's not how it used to be.

When the jester sang for the king and queen,

In a coat he borrowed from James dean

And a voice that came from you and me,

Sam fell to her knees, jamming on her guitar.

Oh, and while the king was looking down,

The jester stole his thorny crown.

The courtroom was adjourned;

No verdict was returned.

And while Lennon read a book of Marx,

The quartet practiced in the park,

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died.

We were singing,

Bye-bye, miss American pie.

Drove my Chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

Them good old boys were drinking' whiskey and rye

And singing', this'll be the day that I die.

This'll be the day that I die.

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,

Eight miles high and falling fast.

It landed foul on the grass.

The players tried for a forward pass,

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Sam and Danny acted the same throughout the song. Sam's favorite lyrics came and she wrapped her arms around Danny's neck again, swaying. She continued to sing along.

I met a girl who sang the blues

And I asked her for some happy news,

But she just smiled and turned away.

I went down to the sacred store

Where I'd heard the music years before,

But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the children screamed, (A few kids screamed at the party. Danny chuckled.)

The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.

But not a word was spoken;

The church bells all were broken.

And the three men I admire most:

The father, son, and the holy ghost,

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died.

Everybody in the room was swaying at this point.

And they were singing,

Bye-bye, miss American pie.

Drove my Chevy to the levee,

But the levee was dry.

And them good old boys were drinking' whiskey and rye

Singing', this'll be the day that I die.

This'll be the day that I die.

A cheer went up and everybody clapped. Outside a huge thunderbolt was heard. Danny whispered in Sam's ear. "You promise you're not going to leave again?"

Sam smiled. "I always keep my word."

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Wicked: Elphaba's skin is green and she is rejected and moced for it. When she goes to Shiz, a college in Oz she is finally accepted for who she is and it is discovered she has magical powers. She is assigned to a room with Galinda, a snotty popular girl who is actually pretty nice. They hate each other on sight. Galinda's boyfriend is Fiyero. After a while, Galinda and Elphaba become friends. Elphaba goes to the Emerald city to solve a problem that has been recurring in Oz. Right before she goes; it is revealed Fiyero loves her, not Galinda. Galinda, heartbroken, goes with Elphaba to the Emeral city. There Elphaba finds out the wizard is evil and wants her to join him. Elphaba rebels and runs away. Galinda stays and joins up with the wizard. Because she has been promoted to 'Good Witch' it is arranged she get to marry Fiyero. While they are engaged, Fiyero runs away to be with Elphaba. He ends up being trapped by Witch Hunters and is only saved when Elphaba turns him into the Scarecrow! Elphaba stages her own death after a touching scene with Galinda and runs away with Fiyero.

Complicated? YEAH!

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