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Chapter 1
Knock knock! A knock at the door interrupted Glinda's train of thought.
"Mi..ss…Gl…i..n..da" Chistery slurred, he was still regaining his speech after what that awful Wizard put him through.
"Yes Chistery, come in" Glinda replied, still trying to regain full control of her emotions. The Monkey hopped in, Glinda looked over to him and realized he was carrying the Grimmerie, Elphaba's most prized possession. Glinda lifted herself of the bed and walked over to the Monkey,
"What is it Chistery?" Chistery saw a flash of worry cross Glinda's face and immediately reached out and handed her the book.
"Mi..ss..E..l.p…h..a..ba..s" Glinda's eyes started watering and quickly reached out for the Grimmerie and hugged it to her chest. It had been a week since Elphaba melted, and the Ozian's were celebrating around the Emerald city. Everyday Glinda was filled with guilt and regret about her best friends, her Elphie, and every night she would cry herself to sleep. She wish she could tell everyone how Elphaba was not 'Wicked', agh how she relished that word. It was her best friends dying wish that Glinda not clear her name, as all the Ozian's would only turn against her but every day that they celebrated the death of her friend the more the quilt, anguish and sadness piled up on Glinda's heart, so much sometimes that she couldn't bare it much longer.
Knock knock! 'What is it with people and interrupting me today' Glinda thought to herself but instead replied to the knock with a formal tone
"Yes, who is it?"
"Miss, it is Rij, I wanted to come and see if you are joining the celebrations of the Wicked Witch's death?" Rij called from behind the giant closed doors.
Rij was the new captain of the guard after Fiyero eloped with Elphaba, and was killed. Rij was the only person who would ever come to see how she was. At first she thought that he was just checking on her as his job, but as time went on she realized that he actually wanted to see how she was. Glinda tried not to let her voice tremble when she replied to the statement. Of course she didn't want to celebrate her best friend's death!
"Oh Rij, I am not feeling all that well today" Glinda paused for a moment and used her acting skills to fake a cough, "Could you please send my wishes and good fortunes to all Ozian's"
"Miss, are you sure you are okay?" Glinda could hear the concern in his voice and she wished she could tell him. But she knew she couldn't, 'I promised Elphie' she thought to herself. "Would you like me to fetch a doctor?"
"Oh, no thank you Rij, I just have a slight headache, nothing too bad, thank you" Some fast thinking got the young Gillikin out of that one.
"Very well, Miss, my pleasure as always" Rij sighed as he walked away. Would that girl never know that he cared for her deeply?
A/N: Thank you for reading; I love constructive criticism/reviews! This is my first FanFiction and my first chapter story I have ever written! I was pressured to write on here by my friend Amy (aka bobthetree123, read her stories they are awesome ;) I have also never read the Wicked books or The Life's and Times of The Wicked Witch of the West, so if you believe I am getting characters wrong based on that I am sorry! I have only seen the musical! :D