I'm probably digging myself into a huge hole with all my in progress stories, but when I get an idea I'm gonna write it down. This one is kind of random and as always with me it's a Fiyeraba. However this is my first story when I'm doing other pairings as well. So, if something seems wrong please have pity on me. R&R please. Reviews are signs of endearment. Thanks to all.
Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked. No I do not.
"All right. Since all of you seem to be more interested in your perfect mate than your work I have decided to take some action." Doctor Dillamond paced around the classroom looking at each student in turn. Fiyero sank down into his seat in the back and tried to hide himself from the Goat. This was probably because he had recently taken to staring at Elphaba in front of him instead of taking notes. So he had been failing the class. Galinda was smiling happily beside him at the idea of something not related to history at all. After making it full circle around the classroom he stopped in the front again and picked up a large pile of papers on his desk. Almost instinctively the class moaned.
"Now settle down. These are just surveys for you to fill out. After you have done this and answered truthfully, you will be matched up with your perfect mate." Galinda now looked ecstatic at this news of what the paper was. Elphaba however had merely slumped back in her chair. "Take one and pass it back. Remember answer truthfully."
Elphaba received the papers quickly and looked at the questions curiously. The questions were about you. You had to answer truthfully about yourself.
"Hey. I need one, Elphaba." Fiyero poked her in the back as he whispered this in her ear. She felt her face darken as she passed him a paper as well. All around the room now students had eagerly begun to answer the questions to find their own match. Nessarose kept glancing over at Boq across the room, who kept ignoring her and glancing at Galinda, who was obliviously answering her survey. Fiyero had also noticed Boq staring at Galinda beside him as he glanced around the room and oddly he didn't care. Though he should've. A poke at his arm got his attention quickly.
"Fiyero, what did you put for number one? I'm not sure what to put." Galinda was talking softly out of the corner of her mouth while still looking at her paper. Elphaba's head twitched slightly towards Galinda. She had heard her.
"No. Galinda you're supposed to answer this on your own. Truthfully, which is what I'm doing." Fiyero turned his gaze back down to his paper in front of him. So far he had only written his name. Elphaba turned around to look at him. She wore a beautiful smile that was rare on her face. The prince returned it motioning his head forward to tell her to turn around. Her face darkened as a way of blushing as she turned back around to face the front.
Shaking his head to clear it again he turned his attention back to the survey in front of him. And began to answer them with one thought in his mind. Answer truthfully and pray to Lurline that you get matched up with Elphaba. Oh please.