The crown appeared and hovered in mid air. Everyone who tried stood up. The fairies and wolves watched, not knowing who would win. Maleficent came up beside me. Sammy and Kyle were next to each other. Evers and Nevers watched, hoping their side would win. I knew the competition was fierce. Anybody could win. I hoped it was evil.

The crown started going towards Good, then back to Evil. It flew slowly toward us. Maleficent put her hands behind her back. The crown did something I hoped it would. It landed on my head. That meant evil won and would own the theater. That signaled Evil's curse would soon be broken too. The theater looked like it was peeling away. We were going to our rooms. I closed my eyes for a minute and opened them. I wasn't in my room.

I was in a tower. The School Master's Tower. I looked around. Tons of books were put neatly on dusty book shelves. I saw the Storian writing away on a table. I turned and saw the School Master. He was a little taller than me, he wore a white mask with a black outfit on. We looked at each other. Nobody had seen the School Master for years, and here I was, standing right in front of him.

He took my hands and held them up in front of us. He put his hands against mine, like he was trying to show me his hands were bigger in the black gloves he wore. He interlaced his fingers in mine. My heart was pounding. We stood there for a few minutes. Then, he let go. I put my hands down. He put his fingers around the mask and pulled it off slowly. He took it off and I knew who it was. It was Drake. He look scarier and fiercer, far away and distant, but charming and mysterious, older and more powerful. I stared deep into his eyes. He looked at me.

He slowly took my hands again. He didn't out them up, but he held them. "Hi Sarah," he finally said. "Hi," I responded. "I'm the boy who you knew," he said. "I know that," I responded. "You seemed like you thought I changed," he said. "I thought you might of changed a little," I admitted. He chuckled. "Being the School Master doesn't change who you are, only how you look," he said. I smiled. "Congrats, my Circus of Talents Queen," he said. "Thanks," I said, blushing. He let go of one of my hands and put it on my cheek. I must of been a tomato. "The old School Master said the School Master had to find love to let Evil win again," he said. "And?" I asked. "I think your my love," he told me.

Now, I was surprised. I was a cherry now. Drake looked at me. Before I knew it, we were leaning in for a kiss. It was quick, and when we broke apart, even Drake was a bit red. "Be that girl I knew," he said. "You be the boy I knew," I replied. He put an arm around my shoulder. "This is a work of a team," he said. "Teamwork," I added. "Now, go. The curse where evil always looses in broken. Go have your Happily Never After," Drake said. "What if it's with you?" I asked. We looked at each other. "Then have it with me," he answered.