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Drama Class

College was just like a normal school. We had classes, projects, clubs and regular school activities. I signed up for the drama class and chorus and tried to be as friendly as possible to every student, always keeping my thirst at bay. As for Fred… We had disappeared into the crowd before he had arrived, leaving him standing where we used to stand, puzzled and confused. I called Emily on a daily basis; she was doing much better now with her thirst. She was actually attempting to hunt animals!

"Ms. Johnson." Professor Bond's voice cut through the silence like a whip. I jumped and glanced around guiltily. How could I be lost in thought in Drama class, my favorite class?

"Yes, ma'am?" I asked, my posture straight, no blush (I couldn't blush) betraying my embarrassment.

"I asked you if you were trying out for Wicked? The traveling show? They're holding auditions in Nashville. I thought you should go, since your talent is so apparent." She sniffed. "Apparently you could care less. I should never have asked."

"No! I'd love to try out! That's actually what I was thinking about… Who do you think I should try out for, Professor?" I fibbed quickly, ecstatic at the news. Andrew grinned at me, a wide happy grin.

"I think you are more of an Elphaba than a Glinda… Let's hear you sing a few notes." I nodded obediently, rose out of my desk gracefully, and made my way towards the stage. Professor Charlotte Bond pulled out a CD and popped it into the CD player.

"How about No Good Deed? Or the Wizard and I? Which one do you prefer, Catherine?"

"Umm…" I stood center stage, my toes grasping the edge of the stage. Below me was the orchestra pit and ahead of me was the audience. I was in heaven. Give me an audience and a musical, and I would be the happiest vampire alive. "Can I do No Good Deed, please?"

"Of course, Miss Catherine! Of course!" She messed with the CD player for a couple of minutes, trying to find the correct track. Savannah, a girl in most of my classes that I had become friends with, flashed a smile and the thumbs up at me. I grinned in reply, locking green eyes with a warm brown.

"Whenever you're ready." I nodded at the professor and took a deep breath.

Fiyero! Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen

Let his flesh not be torn
Let his blood leave no stain
Though they beat him
Let him feel no pain
Let his bones never break
And however they try
To destroy him
Let him never die:
Let him never die:

Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka: eleka:

What good is this chanting?
I don't even know what I'm reading!
I don't even know what trick I ought to try
Fiyero, where are you?
Already dead, or bleeding?
One more disaster I can add to my
Generous supply?
No good deed goes unpunished
No act of charity goes unresented
No good deed goes unpunished
That's my new creed
My road of good intentions
Led where such roads always lead
No good deed
Goes unpunished!

Nessa:
Doctor Dillamond:
Fiyero:
Fiyero!!

One question haunts and hurts
Too much, too much to mention:
Was I really seeking good
Or just seeking attention?
Is that all good deeds are
When looked at with an ice-cold eye?
If that's all good deeds are
Maybe that's the reason why

No good deed goes unpunished
All helpful urges should be circumvented
No good deed goes unpunished
Sure, I meant well -
Well, look at what well-meant did:
All right, enough - so be it
So be it, then:
Let all Oz be agreed
I'm wicked through and through
Since I can not succeed
Fiyero, saving you
I promise no good deed
Will I attempt to do again
Ever again
No good deed
Will I do again!

The words flowed out of my mouth, coming easier than I thought they would. I sang the song pitch perfect and confidently, striding around the stage in full Elphaba-character mode. I caught her character and her distressed, angry feelings with ease. I smiled and bowed when the song ended, acutely aware that half the student body was crowded into the theater.

"Well, well… Miss Catherine, it appears Broadway is in your future." Professor Bond congratulated me. "If you don't mind traveling to New York, they're holding auditions for New York show there… With a voice like yours, you are better suited to Broadway, not traveling shows." I was staggered by the praise. Before I could reply, a bone-chilling scream echoed though the auditorium.

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