A/N & Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked the book or musical. I don't really know where this is going, I just wanted to write a Wicked FF and got bored in class. Thus this…
Galinda took a deep breath before entering the room. She hoped she wouldn't be turned away, she hoped even more that she would walk out with a head. Elphaba had locked herself in the room Ama Clutch had set her up in since arriving at the summer cottage. It was unlike Elphaba to back down from a fight, Galinda thought. But it was a cruel joke the girls had played on her roommate.
Finally she turned the doorknob to the girl's room and took another deep breath. Elphaba was sitting on her bed, long legs drawn to her chest. It looked to Galinda that she'd been crying. Or at least Galinda assumed that's what the burn marks on the green skin were. She wanted to reach out to the girl but decided against it. It had been so long since she'd seen Elphaba. Elphaba seemed to notice she was there and sighed.
"What is it?" Galinda said, setting the tray of food down and sitting next to Elphaba.
"Nothing, just go," Elphaba whispered. Galinda stood to leave but turned back to Elphaba. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to get hurt."
"I'm the green girl with no soul. Nothing can hurt me," Elphaba stated, glaring at Galinda. "Besides, what does it matter to you anyway?"
Galinda bit her lip unsure of what to say or how to feel. She could turn and leave, join the superficial and cruel friends or stay and for once help someone who might need her.
"Elphaba," she said so stern that Elphaba looked up startled. "Don't you ever undermine our friendship again."
"Friendship?" Elphaba managed with a laugh. "You were mortified to see me."
"Only because I hated to see someone I care for the butt of a joke. Because," she stopped and moved towards her roommate. "Because like it or not, I've grown to think fondly of my green roomie who indeed has a soul whether she sees it or not. A soul I find intriguing and--"
"Stop, you'll make me blush. And you're talking personality not soul, though I'm not sure about that either." They were silent for a minute. Galinda took a green hand into her own.
"I mean it," Galinda stated, forcing Elphaba to look her in the eyes.
"I think the heat's gone to your head this summer," Elphaba said, but she was smiling and nudged Galinda a little with her shoulder.
"Come on; let's go down to the lake or something. You can't stay locked up in here," Galinda suggested. Elphaba let go of her hand moving her own hands under her thighs.
"No," she said simply.
"But, Elphie," she pleaded.
"Glinny," Elphaba spat back. "No, I can't bear to face them--which you will never breathe to another soul!"
"I promise," Galinda smiled.
The next morning, Galinda snuck into Elphaba's room just before the sun rose with a satchel and blanket.
"Elphaba," she whispered, shaking the girl. Elphaba shot up.
"What in Oz is it?" she shouted. Galinda's hand flew to dark lips, placing a finger over her own rose lips with the other hand.
"Come on," she said. "We're going on a picnic before everyone wakes up for the day. The Ama's will be out for at least three more hours."
Galinda waited while Ephaba changed; surprised the girl hadn't put up some sort of fight. They quietly made their way out of the house and down to the beach. Galinda let her roommate pick a spot far enough from the water to be comfortable before setting down a blanket. Elphaba watched Galinda set out the food she had procured from the kitchen.
"Now, tell me how you managed to get away?" Galinda smiled as she set out some bread.
"You woke me up and dragged me out here," she replied.
"No, silly, from Shiz," Galinda started but Elphaba smiled. "Why Miss Elphaba, a joke and so early?"
"Well, unlike you, I am an early riser. No one to bother me and all," she explained. Galinda set out two glasses and pulled out some wine. "I do hope you're not planning to get me drunk and parade me around."
"I simply thought I'd take advantage of you. But If you'd rather be paraded…" she trailed off, both girls surprised by her comment.
"Have you started without me?" Elphaba teased, trying to ease the look of embarrassment on her roommate's face.
"Maybe a little," Galinda laughed, pouring each of them a glass. They toasted each other and sipped a bit of the blackberry wine.
Elphaba cupped the crystal in her hands and tried to take in her surroundings. Was she really drinking wine on the beach with a blonde she'd never had anything in common with before? The same girl who had seemingly sworn to loathe her green roommate her whole life long. Elphaba took a sip of wine and decided not to think about it.
She cleared her throat and managed a smile. "So, hopefully your holiday hasn't been completely terrible."
"I don't know," Galinda said, looking out at the water. Elphaba touched her leg lightly, urging her on and Galinda sighed. "Well, remember the night you were reading about the theories of evil and all that nonsense."
"The night of that dreadful hat," Elphaba laughed. Of course she remembered that night because it was the first time she could remember being called pretty. It was the first night she realized there was more to the girl in pink than just pretty hair and the ability to steer any conversation back to her.
"That hat was not dreadful. Anyway, a couple nights ago I tried bringing up that conversation with my companions. I genuinely wanted to know what they thought. And, I guess," but she stopped and took a large gulp of wine, "It just sent them into a fit of giggles. And, well, I missed you a little."
"You should come back with us," Elphaba blurted. Galinda couldn't read the emotion on Elphaba's face.
"I suppose you're right," Galinda sighed. "But what would I do all summer? Hole up and read?"
"Now, who's teasing?" Elphaba retorted. They laughed and Galinda poured more wine, handing Elphaba her glass. Elphaba made a noise and cleared her throat.
"My, that's good," she laughed. She looked at Galinda and smiled. "Thank you."
"It's nothing, really," Galinda said, drinking more wine, watching the waves crash onto the shore. Elphaba reached for her hand causing Galinda to look at her.
"Seriously, thank you," she said again. "You didn't join them in the joke and that means so much to me."
Galinda squeezed the green hand and smiled. "It must have been the wine," she giggled and Elphaba smiled pushing her playfully. "All this wine, I might take advantage of you after all. I mean, we've still got a couple of hours to ourselves.
Elphaba allowed herself a small smile before masking any emotion. Galinda bit her lip in the agonizing silence and finally reached for green fingers. Elphaba closed her eyes but Galinda only saw the green hand she was holding.
"Ga—" Elphaba started. She cleared her throat. "Miss Galinda—"
"Shut up, Elphie," Galinda cried, pulling the green girl to her. Their faces were close enough to smell wine on each girls' breath. "Just shut up," she whispered closing the distance. And despite herself, Elphaba let Galinda kiss her.
Well, that's it for now. R&R. :o)