A/N: yeah random wicked fic, my first one so be nice. It can be either book or musical but it's probably leaning towards the musical.
Disclaimer: Don't own, Don't sue.
"Why do you read so much?" Glinda asked. Elphaba looked up from her book, caught for a moment
Why did she read so much?
Because she liked it? That was the easy answer but the real answer? Well it was a little more complicated. What would she tell her roomie: She read because she didn't want to think? That she knew if she didn't keep her mind occupied with reading or study till the moment sleep claimed her she would have to face her own mind? No. She couldn't tell Glinda that. Glinda wouldn't understand, ha, she barely understood. All she knew was that if she lay awake in bed at nights then all the thoughts she didn't want to think would attack. Leaving her feeling overwhelmed, confused and more than once close to (or in) tears. Tears she had to hide to prevent questions and pain all her life, but especially at Shiz. So no, she couldn't tell Glinda.
"Elphie?..." Glinda prodded
"It keeps me busy" Elphaba said telling a half truth.