Chapter 1
Glinda's POV & Pride
PRIDE.
I know I am guilty of it.
I have always been guilty of it. Ever since I was a child I always wanted to be the best. Have the best dressed, the most friends. I thought had all those things to. Because for the most part, I did.
But now it's different monster altogether.
I think to myself that it's funny that Elphaba thinks no one knows where she is, what she's doing. Does she know how many guards I have around the city?
Is she still that naïve?
Does she not know some of her inner most circle report back, to me?
When I see Fiyero I play a dainty smile across my lips and tell him if he should she her to tell her I miss her. Because I know he will see her. Is still seeing her.
But it is not a lie, I do miss her. I want to see her. I am dying to talk to her.
But why, should I chase someone who is running away from me so?
Why should I seek out someone who clearly does not want to be found?
I am not a hard person to find. I am not the one covering my every move.
If she wants to talk to me, she knows where I am, where I'll be waiting.
As much as it breaks my heart, it cannot break my pride.
Like it? Hate it? Tell me.
