I exit the bathroom and see dad waiting for me. He hugs me tightly as I walk past.

"Hey pipsqueak! Your doing great." He whispers putting me down.

"Don't get mad at act two." I say before running off, the sound for two minutes to curtain is heard.

Everything goes well, and I throughly enjoy everything until we get to the kiss. I reluctantly kiss Flash, as General Phoebus. We sing together and then the final parts start.

When it announced my character is going to be burned I see dads eyes widened frightened. I look over and see Peter as frightened... maybe even more.

I'm tired up to the pyre and Frollo gets into my face and asks to reconsider my choice, I spit on him.

One of the ensemble men put a 'torch' to the bottom of the pyre and it starts to light up and the smoke machine goes off. I do as rehearsed and scream a bit.

I see genuine fear building in Peters eyes as a quickly glance at him. I faint as Quasimodo picks me up.

The rest of the show I'm dead.  I'm standing barefoot and in a white dress that has no shape at all.  I'm singing with the rest of the ensemble and put the power on my face to make my face 'ugly' like Quasimodo's.

I take my final bow and make my way off the stage and to Dad.

"You were amazing." He says pulling me into a big hug.

"Thank you." I say hugging him back.  I then turn to mom and she squeezes me.

"You really sold the part." She whispers in my ear.

"Thanks.  I'm going to say hi to my friends, but I'll be back soon." I say before hurrying over to Peter and Ned who are lingering by the wall.

"Hi. Thanks for coming." I say pulling each of them into a hug, lingering a bit in Peters arms.

"You were freaking awesome!" Ned gasps.

"Thanks." I accept his compliment.

"I'm going to have to see this again."

"Well I have two performances tomorrow.  I won't be able to talk much after the later one as we have to strike the set." I explain.  May comes over and hugs me.

"You were absolutely stunning!  You looked so gorgeous and sounding beautiful!" She compliments hugging me tightly.

"Thank you May.  But I totally messed up my makeup... I probably looked so pale." I laugh.

"No. You l-looked great." Peter suddenly says his cheeks a bit pink.

"Thank you Peter." I hug him again.

"That was the best thing I've ever seen." He whispers during our hug. I let go and see dad looking at me with a slight glare.

"I'd love to talk more but I have people to talk to." I say before leaving.