Whyyyy, hellllllllo there!
Disclaimerinator: Not mine, Wicked be (Yoda FTW!) Neither is the song, which is Demi Lovato's 'Believe in Me' and is rather beautiful :)
Elphaba's friendship with Boq grew stronger and deeper each day – being her first real friend she was hesitant, and when they spoke they talked about him more than her. He confessed to her that he was confused – torn between is adoration for Miss Galinda and a funny feeling he had in his gut when he saw Nessarose.
"Follow your gut," Elphaba advised him. "It's a lot more reliable than your heart most of the time." As she spoke her gaze wandered over the courtyard they were sat in to where the prince – who they had found out through Elphaba eavesdropping on galinda's gossip was called Fiyero - and Galinda were walking, arms linked, Galinda giggling and Fiyero beaming.
Boq followed her eyeline, his eyes lingering on Galinda, before realising, "Miss Elphie, you don't have a crush on Fiyero do you?"
Elphaba was on her feet in a second, bristling like cat. "No!" she cried defensively, attracting a few stares. Lowering her voice she hissed "He is a brainless oaf, he hit me with a door within seconds of meeting me! If anything I completely, utterly loathe him! In fact, the only person I hate more than him is his blond, bubble-brained idiot of a girlfriend!"
"Elphaba!" Boq whisper-shouted, gripping her wrist and pulling her back down to sit beside him. She landed with a huff, folding her arms and scowling in the other direction.
"I am hurt you even thought about such a thing, Boq," she sniffed.
"Awwh, come on Elphie!" Boq nudged her shoulder, upset when she didn't turn. "Elphaba? I thought we were friends..." He sounded so miserable, the green girl turned back and gave him a swift hug – she wasn't one for physical contact, he knew.
"There's no need to be so melodramatic, Boqqy," she ruffled his hair, using the nickname she had made up for him to annoy him when he began to call her 'Elphie'
"Boqqy?" there was a high-pitched laugh, far too high pitched to be taken seriously, with mean undertones so it sounded half like a cackle. Elphaba turned, slightly horrified, still wincing from the pain the laugh had inflicted on her eardrums, to see Galinda and Fiyero right behind her. Galinda's face was twisted into a rather evil expression, lips pursed while Fiyero was looking down at the two friends, smirking. "The munchkin and the witch," Galinda sneered.
A couple of people noticed Galinda and rushed to fawn over her, before they were stopped in their tracks, laughing at her statement. Elphaba jumped up again, ready to defend herself, but Galinda continued before she could start.
"they deserve each other, don't they darling?" she turned to Fiyero. "Two outcasts. Two loners. Oh, yes, they make the perfect couple," She glanced at Boq, who's infatuation was fading quickly. "Oh, but then, you like her sister don't you? Poor Elphie," she looked at her roommate, tilting her head sideways, pouting slightly. "No one wants her!"
All of Elphaba's anger dissolved into pain and sadness, as she herself dissolved into tears. Pushing through the crowd that had gathered without her noticing, she ran into the building.
Boq stood, hesitating, not sure whether to follow or not. Deciding against it, he turned to the group of people. "Miss Galinda," he said, coldly, before stalking off to find Nessarose and ask her why Elphie was so hurt by Galinda's statement.
Galinda raised her eyebrows in amusement at his 'rejection', wondering if she was supposed to be affected by the little person's iciness. Turning to wrap her arms around Fiyero, she was met with only a little squeeze, a frown darkening his face.
"What?" Galinda asked, innocently.
"Don't you think you were a little mean to that girl then?" he asked her, and she was shocked to find he was being serious.
"Who, Miss Elphaba?" Galinda raised her eyebrows again, this time in surprise. "No! There's a lot worse things been said to her!"
"Then why add to it?"
"Oh, you can talk!" Galinda scoffed, wrenching herself from his arms, pushing him back with two delicate hands on his chest. "What was the first thing you said to her? You tried to squash her! You hit her with the door! Physical abuse!" she almost shrieked, causing some of the onlookers who hadn't heard the rest of the hispered argument to stare in surprise. Noticing them, Galinda let out a little fake giggle, dragging Fiyero away.
"I didn't do it on purpose," Fiyero growled when they were alone in Galinda's room. HE couldn't help but notice the difference between the two halves of the room – one was simple, blacks and blues, with huge stacks of books piled everywhere from on top of the full shelf to a precarious tower next to the bed while the other was pink and fluffy and glittery and so Galinda-ish, with as many soft toys and dresses strewn all over the floor and the bed as there were books on Elphaba's side.
"You also didn't apologise," Galinda hissed back, prodding him in the chest with one manicured finger.
"And neither did you," Fiyero sighed, running a hand through his hair and sitting on the edge of Elphaba's bed. "I think we're both in the wrong here," he said after a while, looking up in surprise at Galinda's horrified gasp.
"Thinking...?" she whispered, mortified. Fiyero tried not to roll his eyes.
"How about this," he began, plan formulating. "you apologise for what you did, and so will I for what I did? Yes?" Well, I never said it was a imaginative plan.
Galinda sniffed. "Fine." Sitting down, she pulled a teddy at random from the floor, producing a comb from somewhere and brushing its fur gently. Glancing up to see Fiyero standing with his eyebrows raised, she gasped. "You mean now?"
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It took them around fifteen minutes to find Galinda's roommate, checking every classroom and (in Galinda's case) all the female toilets on the first and second floor. With every no-show of Elphaba, Galinda would gush and moan and say that she thought this was pointless, they should wait till later. But for some reason that even Fiyero wasn't sure of himself, he was determined to find this strange girl, and even more determined to get on her good side.
Finally, as they reached the top of the staircase to the third floor, they heard a gentle piano melody floating along the corridor from one of the classrooms full of instruments. Approaching quietly, the couple found the door slightly open, and both glanced in, trying to stop themselves from gasping at the sight that met them.
Elphaba had her back to the door, sat at the grand piano which appeared to have been in the same plce for a couple of years, judging by the layer of dust coating it. Nevertheless her fingers were somehow drawing a sweet sound form the usually tinny instrument, softly caressing the white and black of the keys, almost lovingly.
"I'm losing myself," she sang softly, taking both Galinda and Fiyero by surprise. "Trying to compete,
With everyone else
Instead of just being me,"
The couple at the door exchanged guilty glances with each other. Elphaba continued to sing, her voice getting louder as she grew more confident.
"Don't know where to turn,
I've been stuck in this routine,
I'm here to change my ways,
Instead of always being weak," she trailed off, coaxing out more notes from the piano.
"I don't want to be afraid,
I want to wake up feeling beautiful, today,
And know that it's okay,
Because everyone's perfect in their usual way,
So you see,
I just want to believe in..." her voice cracked and her fingers left the keys to wipe at her eyes. It didn't take a genius, and as brainless as Fiyero was – or pretended to be – h knew she was crying. The sudden loss of music made the room eerily silent. Fiyero looked at Galinda to see her eyes sparkling with unshed tears, staring at the floor, guilt written across her face.
Elphaba swallowed. "...Me..." she sang quietly, although in the quiet room it sounded louder, pure and hollow.
Galinda turned away then, almost running in her heels down the hall to her dorm, anywhere private. Fiyero watched her go, leaning against the wall with a lump in his throat, without even thinking of following her. His mind was wandering down the same path as hers, though, both of them making a silent promise to themselves that from now on, they were going to be a lot nicer to this odd, thought-provoking, talented, fluorescent green girl.
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Awwh. Sadders for Elphie. Next chappie will be happier, I promise! But only if you review! Mwahahaha! :D
I'm so hyperified cause in my Music class, we're doing an ensemble and a solo song for a choice, and you can sing, or play an instrument so me and my bestest buddy Imi are singing 'What is This Feeling?' for the ensemble and I'm doing 'The Wizard and I' for my solo xD I was going to do 'Defying Gravity' but no Glinda so :/ but I love what I'm doing and yeep! So hyper about it!
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