AN: hey guys! sorry about how short this is but I only just wrote it down anyway this is my second story if you want to see the first go check out witch of the south... I'm not updating it till next tuesday though hehehe and these are both posted in honor of wicked"s 10th anniversary! I can't go so... yeah! those of you who are going have a wonderful time! and remember scream heyo as loud as you can after the first act!
chapter 1 - OZ here we come!
The green girl runs to her room, bolting for her phone, she dials cecelia's number
050 183 986 234
a very perky voice answers "heyo hows my favorite green bean?"
"not funny don't ruin my mood especially after what I'm about to tell you-"
"what now oh jack asked you out and you need me to help you get ready?!"
'God this girl and romance!' maria thought
"NO! jack's in London remember besides when we want talk we Skype and- urgh your so distracting god cece! okay now good news or the REALLY GOOD NEWS?!" Maria yelled into the phone, cecelia plays no one mourns the wicked and they both end up singing:
" GOOD NEWS, SHE'S DEAD
THE WICKED WITCH IS DEAD-"
they were interrupted by a giggling fit "I dunno …. good news first Mimi" Cecelia replied as she laid on her pink and green sheets giggling about her own and her friend's obsession , neither of them had seen wicked but they've heard of it. "okay…." maria said calmly
"I'M GONNA SEE WICKED!" squealed Maria"THE BETTER NEW IS THAT YOUR COMING WITH ME!' cecelia's line went silent, wondering wether or not her friend hung up maria moved the phone from her cheek and looked to see if it was connected, bumping the speaker button so that she could hear cecelia's squeals, screams and rants about how much fun they were going to have and what they're gonna wear and how they're doing their hair
"Mimi *fangirling* Oh My God! Oh My Oz!" screamed cecelia into the phone
"seriously, cecelia some times I think you're Glinda's descendant!" Maria answered into the phone
"when are we going" demanded cecelia
"this weekend!" Maria answered, dashing to find her playbill and emerald glasses, her raven hair flowed around her as she searched "OZ dangit! were's my playbill! how bout we Skype it's easier!' elphaba rambled angrily, she heard her Skype go off almost immediately.
