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Claimer: But I own the idea! So don't steal it, it's miiiine.
Author's Note: I started this story quite some time ago ... it is still not finished but I thought if there are some people out there who like it they can kick my- I mean give me some motivation so that I will continue =) here now the first chapter (yes, my first multiple-chapter story, too!) and with some reviews, chapter 2 will follow soon.
Now enough said! Have fun!
Caught In A Moment
She slammed the door shut. Silently sighing she leant herself wearily against the thick, brown wood. What a strenuous evening … Glinda closed her eyes, trying to calm her thoughts and breathing rhythmically in and out. In and out. Feeling a tad more down to earth, she opened her eyes again, roaming the room with her gaze and getting used to the dark.
The night was already heavily advanced, the moon standing high in the sky and sending frail silver glows into the dorm. Every now and then lazy gray clouds moved over the crescent, blocking the shimmery light and creating random shadows.
She stopped at an outlined form. The covered chest rose steadily, calmly. Elphaba was sleeping. Good. For a moment Glinda was afraid she'd woken her up.
It was late. Again. She knew she shouldn't be out so long, particularly when she had school the next day. Weekends are an all together different matter. But sometimes she just forgot time … or better: he forgot it. Even long after everyone else had left, she and Fiyero would still be together doing … things. And she wouldn't stop him, just goes with the flow.
Glad the fringed carpet swallowed the little noises she couldn't prevent, the blonde moved slowly but swift to the bathroom, closing the door with a faint audible 'click'. A few minutes later she emerged from it and walked soundlessly to her bed. Happily she slipped under the comfortable dark-blue covers, tugging them closely around her. It didn't take her long to find a fitting position, and moments later she was asleep.
The next day Glinda felt crappy. Of course she glittered and shined like always (for Lurline's sake, her looks are simply perfect!) but she was tired as hell nevertheless. She couldn't stop her eyes from dropping shut during the lessons and sometimes her replies to fellow chit-chatters were a bit harsh, but nothing she couldn't cover with a dazzling smile and a toss of her wonderful blond hair. People adored her, and she loved being adored.
At lunch break Fiyero walked over to her. Glinda beamed at him and he in return winked at her suggestively. The charming Vinkus prince took a seat next to her, kissed her cheek and murmured something into her ear which made Glinda giggle and blush respectfully.
Brown eyes followed the scene, knowing full well how the evening would turn out.
Glinda cursed. Too late, too late, too late. She fumbled for her keys and stumbled into the dorm. Panting slightly, she tried to calm herself again.
Automatically she looked over at her roommate's bed. She let out a relieved breath. Elphaba was still sleeping.
Following the routine she had developed over the last weeks, she first went to the bathroom and then tugged herself into her warm comforter.
Summer was slowly turning into fall, foliage began to change colour until it fell lifeless onto the ground, leaving trees bare-branched. Since yesterday the wind had picked up speed, rattling at windows and roofs, and eventually a raging storm would be transforming.
Just as much as nature was giving way to rough weather outside Glinda couldn't settle down peacefully inside, turning from one side to another, not able to find sleep, thoughts roaring inside her head.
After endless seeming hours the blonde sighed frustrated. It annoyed her to be so restless. Suddenly the bedside lamp was turned on and Glinda slightly jumped with a high yelp. She squinted her eyes but the light was, thank Oz, not very bright. It cast a dim orange glow which illuminated about one third of their beds.
She watched as Elphaba drew her hand back from the switch, beneath her grey blanket, and saw brown eyes glare at her.
Apparently she wasn't the only one annoyed by her writhing.
"Sorry." The blonde didn't know what else to say. But no answer came. Elphaba only looked. The stare made Glinda feel even more uneasy.
"I thought you were asleep", she mumbled sheepishly.
A thin, dark brow lifted. "With you behaving like a clumsy dwarf and smashing the door every time you come in? I don't think so."
Glinda sunk more into her bed. She'd always tried to be very quiet, hadn't she? She moved carefully once she was inside. But the entering itself … well, she was just happy to be finally back. Crap.
"Do you think you cold hold still for a moment, so that I can sleep a bit more?" Elphabas tone was not unfriendly but it held a discrete urgency in it. The green girl didn't like interruptions in any way.
She nodded, mumbled another apology and then turned her back to her roommate, coiling up like a ball that has been jumping up and down the whole day and now had been put to rest in a corner. She still felt hot, the embarrassment lingering on her red cheeks. Like a little child she closed her eyes tightly, as if this gesture would make sleep come faster.
Glinda heard Elphaba switching off the light, the darkness engulfing them both completely again.
She still shut her eyes intensely, not daring to move even the tiniest bit for fear of disturbing Elphaba another time. She didn't even dare to think. Hence sleep indeed came very fast.