AN: I obviously own none of the characters in, or the musical, Wicked. Just a warning, I have never seen the musical before, so the way the characters act are how they do inside my head, so if you notice OOC moments, I'm sorry. I do hope to see it soon, however, so that will change, I'm sure. Plus, make sure to leave comments, because I'd love to hear your suggestions, (since this is my first ever story written for FanFiction) and thoughts :)

P.S. I know I'm not a very good writer, but I really wanted to give FanFiction a try ;)

Anyhoo~ enjoy!

-NefariousRosette

The morning sun peeked through the windows of a Ms. Galinda Upland – just like a morning from a storybook. Though, this storybook-morning, however, they weren't her own windows. You see, she, and her four friends were on vacation at a beach house somebody's uncle owned – or something like that.

Galinda rubbed her tired eyes, brushing aside the pale pink curtain from the window. Yep. Today was going to be bright and sunny. She tried to smile as she made her way to the teeny-tiny bathroom, where she removed her curlers. Perfect. fairy tale-perfect - perfect in every way. At least, for now, she thought. Dabbing on an unusually small amount of makeup, Ms. Upland made for the pile of suitcases that she'd brought along somehow.

Picking out a frilly peach-pink sundress with white polka-dots, white high heels, and a matching flowery headband, she headed downstairs to meet up with the others.

"Good morning, everyone!" the blonde called out in a sing-song voice. Cheerfully she almost bounced into the kitchen, finding absolutely no-one and nothing, except a note and... a cupcake? A note, huh? Cupcakes, hm? Sure, wake up early and leave Sleeping Beauty behind...with nothing but a morsel to keep her alive. She crossly picked up the note and dessert with gentle hands and read:

Dear Glin, wishes come true! It's your birthday today, so make a wish!

Her birthday, of course! They must all be getting ready, she thought. Galinda, who'd been munching away at the cupcake, had forgotten to make a wish! With her mouth full she said,

"I wish my life was a fairy tale!" she shut her eyes, expecting a magical sparkle to whisk her away to a distant land with a fabulously-haired prince and little talking animals; but alas, nothing happened. Galinda sighed.

"Haha, real funny, guys," she said in an unamused tone, "everyone knows wishes only work when you blow out the-"

Cutting herself off, Galinda quickly noticed the candle left on the saucer, burning away. Not thinking she blew it out to keep it from setting the place on fire.

Voices called out in airy, almost non-understandable words.

And that's when it happened.