Since this is based off of Wicked, they belong to Gregory Maguire, the author of Wicked. This storyline is completely mine. This story has Glinda/Elphaba pairing in it because I think that is kind of cute (which also means the characters are a bit out of character, but I promise to keep them as in character as much as possible everyone), and if you got a Authors Note: I do not own, sadly, any of the land of Oz or anything of the creatures in it. problem with it you don't have to read any further. Those who don't mind it, enjoy.

:Chapter One: An Unexpected Visitor:

It has been two years since young Galinda, or Glinda now as she goes by now, had graduated from dear old Shiz. She walked up to the old Crage Hall, looking at it and all it's glory. She remembered when she first came here years ago. Alone, unsure of what she was suppose to do with her Ama, but still confident to go in with her head held up high.

But seeing this place also brought pain to her face, for this is where she met her... Her thoughts were interrupted as the doors to Crage Hall were opened and some younger school girls that went to Shiz went running out, passing her. Nostalgia hit her hard, as she remember when she was here and she use to run from those very doors like them, going to a pub to meet with her friends...

She shook her head, shaking the past out of her mind. The beautiful girl took one look at Crage Hall, and turned. There is one place she wanted to visit before she went on in to talk to the headmistress, Madam Morrible. She was called here but she didn't know why. But right now, the reason why she was here she didn't care for. She wanted to visit one place like she usually did when she came to Shiz.

Her bushy, pink skirts ruffled around her legs as she walked. A breeze picked up and blew her blonde hair around her a bit. She struggled to keep her skirts from showing any skin of hers underneath them, and was mostly successful with it till the breeze died down. She looked up and saw a couple of yards in front of her a canal.

"Good old Suicide Canal," her sweet little voice sang. She walked towards it and then turned right, walking along the canal. She soon came to her destination. A pearlfruit tree right besides the canal. She stopped right before her feet touched the shadow the tree gave. She looked down in front of the tree, at the grass. She could see them all there still. Little Boq, Crope, Tibbett, Avaric, Fiyero. The guys, telling jokes. And she moved her head a bit to the left and look and saw the rest. Sweet, no-armed Nessarose with Nanny who was tending to the young girl. She saw herself, younger, stupid, and as one would say, blonder. And she saw the black clothing... the green skin as beautiful as the buildings of Emerald City...

It was just then she noticed how foolish she must have looked to others around her, if there were any. Her face was red too. She always blushed a bit when thinking of her... She went to turn back to Crage Hall when she saw someone standing under the tree she didn't notice before. She turned even redder. This person must have been looking at her the entire.

And strangly enough the person was still looking at her. She couldn't see the features well in the shadows, but she knew she was still being watched. She shivered at first, but then built up her courage and started walking up to the person.

"Excuse me," she said a bit snobbishly (some things never change), "But I believe it is rude to-" She dropped dead in the middle of her sentence. She stared blankly at the person.

"Galinda," the person said. The voice gave away it was a girl. A girl that called her by her actual name. The figure moved more into the light, and Glinda gasped in surprise. The person wore black robes that hovered around her feet. She had black hair that was back in a ponytail. And her hands where crossed in front of her. And it was her hands, her skin that caught Glinda right there. It was green.

Glinda, in wild excitement, went running into the green girls arms, both embracing each other. Glinda eyes started to tear, in which the green girl shifted so the tears wouldn't touch her skin. The girl held Glinda dearly, a smile forming on her green lips. "My dear, sweet Galinda," the girl said.

Glinda choked up the from her tears, and spoke as best as she could. "Elphaba..."

Yes, I know this chapter is kind of short but I like ending it right here. I will write the second chapter tomorrow. I hope you guys enjoyed the reunion of the two witches.