Green.
It was all Glinda could think of, it was all she could see.
Every corner she turned, every room she entered, there was someone with a green shirt, a hat, writing with a green pen.
And even in the sanctuary of her room, all she could see was green.
Elphie.
All she could do was stare these days, stare at Elphaba and her beautiful emerald skin.
Not many would call Elphie beautiful, even Glinda didn't in the beginning.
But now, everything about her seemed stunning, from her piercing eyes to her bony figure.
Elphie wasn't exactly full of womanly curves, but what she did have (which was quite a bit compared to some other girls at Shiz) suited her personality perfectly and to Glinda, she was perfect.
Especially when she took her hair down before bed, and it cascaded down her back like an inky waterfall and framed her face, giving her an unintentional sultry look that, if directed at Glinda, could easily make her weak in the knees.
Glinda hated what Elphaba did to her, how utterly beautiful she was and how, even though she didn't know it, Elphie could make her do anything she wanted if she just asked.
But no matter how much she hated what Elphaba did to her, she loved Elphaba with all her heart. She had stolen it., and Glinda wanted it back.
Glinda contemplated this as she sat staring at the object of her affections, who sat jackknifed on her bed across the room, reading as always.
There was just enough room, Glinda noticed, to slip in between Elphie's back and the headboard, and Glinda was sure that if she tried she could fit in that space and play with Elphie's hair, if she was allowed…
Oh, that hair.
Like midnight spun into silk, how she ached to run her fingers through it, to feel it on her body as Elphie kissed her stomach, gave her a wicked smile and moved further down…
"Miss Glinda, are you daydreaming about Fiyero again?"
Glinda started, broken unceremoniously out of her dream.
"Uhhh…what?" Glinda replied intelligently, caught off guard.
"Well, you were looking rather hot and bothered. Was it Fiyero, or someone new?" Elphie inquired, rolling her eyes.
"Uhhh…"
'IT'S YOU! YOU, YOU IDIOT, YOU! ' Glinda wanted to scream, but she didn't think that would go over so well.
"Well…" Glinda started, thinking her answer over carefully.
If she told Elphaba the truth, she risked never talking to her again. And that, she couldn't handle.
But if she only dropped hints…
"Well, it wasn't Fiyero. I never really liked him, you know." Glinda started, testing the waters.
"But I thought you two were going to be married?" Elphaba said with a sarcastic smirk and, could it be, relief in her eyes?
"Well, that was just a silly attempt to…change my feelings for someone." Glinda replied. "I never really loved him, at all. Anyways, he's almost as high maintenance as I am, and what fun would that be?"
Elphie chuckled. "Well, who was it then?" she inquired, putting her book down and turning to face Glinda.
Glinda still didn't know how to answer. Well, she thought, may as well make it more obvious.
"Well…you know them quite well, Elphie. They have amazing eyes, the most beautiful hair you could ever see…and her skin…" Glinda trailed off, smiling faintly.
"Wait…did you say her?" Elphie cut her off, unable to keep the smile off her face.
"You seem awfully happy about that, Elphie." Glinda said, unconsciously adopting a seductive tone.
Elphie swallowed hard. "Well….I, uhhh…I just….I was only…" she stuttered, fading into mumbling.
Glinda smiled, realizing that this was the first time she had ever rendered Elphaba Thropp speechless. And if she had it her way, it wouldn't be the last.