Hi! Here's a new Wizard of Oz fanfic. This is based on the Wizard of Oz, not Wicked or anything. I'll still be working on others but I've had a lot of inspiration with this story. Enjoy!

Chapter One

I could see the sun in the sky as I walked out of my mom and I's house. The air was clear, and there are no clouds. Today would be a good day, I decided. I had a book under my arm, carefully making sure it didn't drop onto the hard brick. It was the newest published edition from Glinda on how she helped Dorothy defeat the Wicked Witch. Apparently it had gotten amazing reviews from the Emerald City newspaper.

I gazed around, and realized the town was empty. It was only nine o'clock… right? I walked through the desolate street and quickly realized that it wasn't nine o'clock. It was at least noon. Fear filled me. I was going to be late for school, and that would be horrible. If you missed even one day, you had so much work to do. This was terrible.

I immediately started running through the street, not even stopping to say hello to the old sheep that always asked to borrow my books. I didn't have time. School was at least a mile away. The heat started getting to me, the more I ran the more sweat ran down my forehead. My dirty blonde hair was down and wavy, and I had to literally slap a piece back to get it out of my face.

"Oh come on…" I mumbled, realizing that I hadn't gone very far. But then again, it'd only been about 2 minutes and like most kids I could run a mile in under 13 minutes.

In about 9 minutes I had made it to the school. The building was grand, and towered way above me. It wasn't very fancy, just a large building on a hill. My mom had paid so much to let me go there. I opened the door and awkwardly walked through the halls. It was break, so kids were gossiping. I found the bully, and she awkwardly eyed me, as to figure out why I wasn't at the last class. She didn't bully me, I made her stop doing it about three years ago, back when we were only eleven.

I walked into the classroom for Ozian History and sit down at my desk, which was pretty near the front. I put my book down and watched as our teacher, Mr. Devazion, wrote something down on the chalkboard. A name, Glinda. Next to it, he wrote, VS, as to stand for versus, and then the most infamous name in all of Oz. The Wicked Witch of the West. I'd learned about their fight a lot. In fact, the book I currently was reading focused on their epic battle.

Living through that time was hard. Every day we'd hear that the Wicked Witch's monkeys had tortured some more Ozians, attacks growing closer and closer to our town in Gillikin Country. It always sent an uneasy shiver up my spine, and they'd released us from school each time it happened. But when Dorothy threw the bucket of water, it weakened the witch's magic and Glinda was able to throw the Wicked Witch in jail.

I'd do anything to learn magic. Magic was always doomed by my family, but I felt a calling towards it. I looked up, and realized class had begun.

"I heard from your math teacher that you weren't in math," the man had his glasses set neatly on his nose. His black, graying hair was messy and astray. I was disgusted. The teachers gossiped everywhere, and you did not want to be the target of it.

"Yeah, I slept in. So what? People make mistakes, right?" I said, trying to act innocent and not smart alec-y.

"You missed a test," Mr. Devazion hissed, "be ready for detention Miss Kristen." I hated being called Kristen. I always insisted on Kristy, but adults always ignored my requests.

"It's Kristy," I said quickly, annoyance displayed with my words. I rolled my eyes and got back to focusing on class.

A few hours later, I had gotten out of school and avoided detention. I walked home alone, my interest only on getting a snack. Once home, I collapsed on my bed and read my book. It wasn't long before the door of the house flung open, my mom in the doorway. But she wasn't alone. She had brought a friend, Mrs. Hearson.

I didn't like Mrs. Hearson, she had two annoying boys who were a year older than me. All she told my mother to do was to find someone to love. But secretly, my mom has told me she's perfectly fine alone, and is too busy with me for a lover anyway. Of course, I know she lies. She always looks off into the distance, seeming to be longing for someone. And I know who. My father. I didn't know his species, only his name, Jack, and many stories about before I came along. But when Jack discovered my mom was expecting me, he fled off to some other girl, explained my mom. Jack hadn't been the most loyal parent.

So yeah, my family was pretty messed up.

"Damn, Mabel, when was the last time you cleaned around here? It looks like a pigsty!" Mrs. Hearson's rough voice was loud enough so I could hear. "No wonder no men are chasing after you!" Mrs. Hearson started laughing, and I heard a very fake laugh in reply from my mother.

"It was a while ago. And now Kristy is getting so busy with school, it's hard for her to clean up. And you know I'm watching over Vexi's kids. I'll find time soon, Lucille dear," Mabel, my mother said, annoyance in her voice. I got up from my bed and peeked out from my corner. Mrs. Hearson gazed around, before making quick eye contact with me. She gave me the death eye, before looking back at Mabel and starting to talk. Nervously, I crawled back onto my bed and listened.

"Have you heard?" Mabel said, changing the subject, "Glinda's coming this evening." Glinda? Excitement filled me. I loved when she came to town and maybe I could ask her to teach me magic!

"That no good witch is a pain in the ass as it is. Nothing but trouble," Mrs. Hearson hissed, "she should just ride on in her bubble to Ev and get out of our hair."

"Don't say that! Glinda is a great protector. If it wasn't for her Munchkinland would still be terrified by the Witch," Mabel said, "I, for one, am happy Glinda is coming. I wish to send my daughter with her to find work in the Emerald City. I've heard that Glinda sometimes takes citizens along with her so they can find something to do with their lives, and I think Kristy would love just that." She wants to send me to the Emerald City? That did not at all sound appealing. I wanted to learn magic! To- to learn spells! To… to… fly! Satisfaction filled me, despite the circumstance. So my mom would let me go somewhere.

"Miss Mabel, I wouldn't send my sons anywhere with that woman. Good luck miss Mabel, and I'll be seeing you later," Mrs. Hearson said, holding her head up high as she walked out, slamming the door. I nervously walked out of my room.

"Kristy!" exclaimed my mom, and ran towards me, locking me into a hug. I smiled, and let go. But Mabel's grip was tight, and I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Mother, you are free to let go now," I said, annoyed. Mabel giggled as she let go. I squirmed out of her hold and walked to a wooden chair at a small table. I pulled it out for her. "So Glinda's coming?" Excitement filled my voice. Mabel smiled and nodded.

"Yes. And Kris, you ought to do something with your life. Kris, have you thought of going with her?"

Thank goodness she brought that up.

"Yes, I have," I was sure not to mention that I wanted to learn magic, "and I was going to ask you actually." Mabel looked down.

"Kristy, I'm going to miss you," Mabel wrapped her arms around me, and I smiled bittersweetly. I would finally learn magic, well if Glinda worked with us. I let go, and heard the bell from outside. That meant Glinda was here! Excitedly, I ran out and weaved through the people who slowly walked. Once in town square, I made my way to the front of the group. I saw Glinda, hovering over us in her bubble. She had on a bright, sky blue, poofy dress. Her strawberry blonde hair was neatly in curls dangling down bouncily. She was beautiful. She had on a big smile, and her youthful appearance hadn't gone away.

"Hello, Gillikins," her squeaky voice echoed through the town. Everyone had seemed to awaken, suddenly with their spirits lifted. I examined her clear bubble. It shined and sparkled in the sunlight. "I assume you are wondering why I'm here." A wave of mutters of "yes" and "duh" came quickly, but fell as Glinda suddenly lost her balance, starting to tumble backwards. I could see her regaining it quickly, and straightening. "I apologize," she giggled, "I'm really clumsy."

"Anyway," Glinda came back to the subject smoothly,"I have decided to take on an apprentice." The person beside me gasped. My smile grew bigger. "If you'd like to try out for the role, see me after." Glinda smiled sweetly. "I'm going to tell you, that Oz has made such progress since the Wicked Witch's death. The Winkies are happy, free of such a cruel rule." That was okay, I decided.

"Miss Glinda!" yelled a rough male voice, "how do we know if we have magic for the apprenticeship?"

"That's a… an interesting question. I'd like to take on someone who does, of course, but also someone who is brand new, maybe only done one thing," Glinda said. That was me! All I'd ever done was make a book float, once. I was the perfect candidate!

"That's all I have for today. Now, if you'd like to try out, er- audition, than just head over to the fountain!" she gestured to the small water fountain that lay only feet below her bubble. At least half of the crowd rushed over to the fountain. I tried to get towards the front, but all the shoving pushed me to the back of the line. The very back. The last person. The line moved so slow, I felt like it was an hour before the first person left. But suddenly I felt a tap on my back.

"Kristen you know our family has a bad history with magic," Mabel's voice startled me, causing me to spin around. My face went white.

"Mom, this is what-"

"You wanted from the beginning. I know," Mabel sighed, "go on Kris. I knew I couldn't always hide you from the mystical things of the world." I was shocked at how easy my mom let me off. I awkwardly reached in for a hug. This couldn't be right. Was this really the Mabel I had known my entire life?

"Uh, okay Mother," I mumbled, and tightened my grip on her. My mom nodded, with a smile, and walked away. The line seemed to speed up, going quicker by the minute. Suddenly, I was a person away. At least it seemed sudden. The person before me barely opened his mouth before Glinda waved him away. I gulped at I stepped forward. The last person was me, and than Glinda could leave. There was no reason for her to choose me. I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden some water started floating behind Glinda. And splashed all over her head.

I couldn't help but hear laughs coming from all over the square. Glinda herself started bursting into a squeaky laughter. I started giggling a bit too.

"Miss, you got the job," Glinda said, before reaching out to shake my hand. I shook it, a large smile plastered on my face. I couldn't but help hear a helpless cry from the crowd. It was quiet, almost silent, nothing more than a whisper.

"Kristen."

Mabel never expected me to actually get it.

But I was so happy, I didn't care.

I am so much better then before.

That's it for Chapter One! Please review!