I did not have much time to dwell on my failure. Penny and I hoped onto a city bus, which dropped us off right in front of our school.

Sneaking into the building, past the office, was easy. Sneaking into our classes, however, would be nearly impossible.

I began to sneak into my science class, of course, in silence. My teacher had her back to the class and was writing on the chalkboard. I had made it to my seat and I had thought that I would not get into any trouble when the chalk stopped moving.

"Thought that you could sneak into my class?" my teacher asked as she turned around. "I hope that it was for something very important."

I couldn't help, but respond. "It should have been." My teacher grabbed her detention slips and began to write one out for me. Little did I know how this detention would change my life.

I stepped into the detention room, absolutely dreading it. I had heard many rumors about what went on in there and I knew for certain that it was one place that I definitely did not want to be. Then, I heard the music playing. It was a totally groovy song that I had never before heard, but I really enjoyed. And then, I noticed the dance.

"That dance is totally groovy," I said as I stepped up to the African-American boy who was performing the dance. I had seen him around school and he always looked very friendly to me.

"Why thank you very much," he responded with a smile on his face.

"What is its name?" I asked as I hoped that I wasn't asking too many questions.

"I call it the 'Peyton Place after Midnight'," he said, the smile still on his face. I guess I was not asking too many questions, after all. "And I use it to –ahem- attract the opposite sex. My name is Seaweed and what's yours baby?" he asked as he pretended to loop a lasso around my body.

"I'm Tra-cy Turn-blad," I responded as I hoped as he pretended to pull me towards him with the lasso.

This seemed to cement our friendship and soon everyone was dancing "Peyton Place". I was really enjoying myself, and I no longer dreaded detention. This was fun!

"So, Tracy," asked Seaweed with a laugh. "How do you feel about detention now?"

Not thinking, I responded, "I'm a bad, bad girl who needs to be punished." I said this as I smacked my butt. Suddenly, Seaweed was laughing even harder. I turned around to see what was so funny and to my horror, Link was standing there with one of his friends. I quickly moved my hand away from my butt.

"You know Collin is hosting the Hop after school," said Link to me. To ME! Link was actually speaking to me, Tracy Turnblad! "If you danced like that for him, he would let you on the show." I couldn't say anything. As he was leaving, Link accidentally bumped into me. "Sorry, little darling. Hope I didn't dent your 'due." He touched me! The lightest of touches, softest of angel's wings.

This song moved me to song with a horrified Penny trying to stop me. I sang about how one day, I would win the final prize, not Amber. I knew this, because Link had touched me.

The rest of the school day was a haze for me. All I could think of was Link. He had complimented me on my dancing! He had touched me! Suddenly, everything looked very bright in my future.

I knew that I would go to the dance that night. I would dance to the best of my ability and let Corny decide. I knew that something big was going to happen.

A/N: Sorry that this is such a short chapter. It's kind of just a transition one, if you know what I mean.