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Song used: "Avalanche" from Twentysomething: Tales from the Bad Years (You know ya wanna read it!)


"FIYERO!"

Galinda sprinted down Crage hall, nearly knocking down a couple students in the process. Eventually, she caught sight of a certain Winkie prince.

"FIYERO TALLEREN TIGGULAR! You get your butt over here RIGHT NOW!"

Fiyero turned around, and came face-to-face with the flustered blonde. He lowered his voice, hoping to draw less attention to himself.

"Galinda, what?"

She huffed, holding up a crumpled flyer.

He took the flyer from her, his eyes wide.

The flyer had a picture of Fiyero and Elphaba kissing. Below the picture read the words:

EXTRA! EXTRA! SCANDALICIOUS PRINCE FIYERO TIGGULAR NOW DATING SCHOOL FREAK! HOW LOW CAN HE GO?

Galinda took the flyer back.

"They're put up all over the school! If Elphie sees these, she'll be SO upset."

"…Who would do this?" Fiyero asked. "I-I mean, where'd they even get the picture? We didn't even-"

Galinda shook her head.

"I know, Fiyero. And I don't know who took the picture, or where they got it. But whoever did obviously has it out for one of you." She grabbed his sleeve.

"Come on, we should probably try and take them down before Elphie sees them."

"Too late."

Elphaba was walking down the halls, clutching one of the flyers. Ignoring the jeering looks and remarks from the other students, she approached Fiyero and Galinda.

"Hey Elphaba…"

Elphaba seemed to disregard Fiyero. She held up the flyer, looking slightly murderous.

"How did this happen?!"

Galinda stepped between her and a very scared-looking Fiyero.

"Elphie, before you decide to go all crazy on Fiyero…or me, just let me say something: Fiyero and I, we had nothing to do with it. Honestly, we're just as surprised as you are."

Fiyero looked over Galinda's shoulder.

"…Elphaba, Galinda's right. I knew nothing about this until Galinda told me about it today."

Elphaba looked at both of them, letting her shoulders drop.

Galinda smiled sympathetically.

"Come on, let's go take them down before anyone else sees them."

Fiyero nodded, looking over at her.

"Elphaba?"

She crumpled up the flyer she had been holding and shoved it into her bag.

"Thanks guys. But I think that I'm going to head back to the dorm instead, if that's okay."

Galinda nodded.

"Sure, Elphie. Are you alright?"

"…Yeah." Elphaba said, giving them a half-hearted smile. Hugging Galinda, she waved, and then started back to the dorms.


Fiyero climbed the stairs to Galinda's and Elphaba's dorm. After he and Galinda had taken down all of the flyers, he had decided to check up on Elphaba.

Reaching the top, he walked down the hallway, approaching the door. He raised his hand to knock.

"Elphaba? You here?"

No response.

Fiyero knocked again.

"Elphaba?"

The sound of footsteps approached the other side of the door. Slowly, the door opened; revealing a certain downcast green girl.

"Hey." Fiyero said. "You okay?"

Elphaba nodded, letting him in and closing the door behind them. She sat down on her bed.

"I'm sorry, Fiyero."

"For what?"

Elphaba looked over at him.

"For the flyers. They were all over the school. Everyone on campus saw them, and it's partially my fault."

"Your fault?" Fiyero sat down next to her.

"Elphaba, how in Oz could this be blamed on either one of us?"

Remember this setting.

Take in the view from above.

Mountainous,

Infinite,

Mile after mile of the danger you love.

It's colder than winter.

The vertigo's starting to lift.

Don't try to touch.

Don't warm me too much.

You're causing a tectonic shift.

Elphaba paused a moment before answering, her head down.

"I never should've thought this could've worked. I-I mean, I honestly thought that…" Her voice trailed off.

"Thought what?"

Elphaba shook her head.

"N-Nothing, Fiyero. Nevermind."

"Elphaba…" Fiyero put his hands on her shoulders.

"You always do this. Why won't you just talk to me?"

Because I'm falling.

I'm falling.

I'm out of control.

And it feels like falling nowhere.

The sign ahead says beware…

"Fiyero…I-I don't talk to anybody. Galinda, you, Nessa, I don't talk to anyone. And I…I like to keep it that way."

"Why?"

Elphaba turned to face him, giving him a funny look.

"What?"

"I said, why? Why don't you talk to anyone?"

"Because I…I don't. That's why."

Fiyero crossed his arms and pouted; imitating a certain perky blonde.

"Well, that's not fair! I told you a really good one!"

"Oh, very mature, Fiyero."

"You think so?"

She laughed, shaking her head.

Fiyero smiled.

"But seriously Elphaba, you have a problem."

"I…do?"

"Yes. You run away from your feelings."

"I-I…" Feeling her face heat up, Elphaba instinctively got up from where she was sitting and headed towards the door. But, Fiyero was expecting her reaction; getting up and grabbing her by the wrist.

"See? Told ya."

"Fiyero…"

"Why, Elphaba? You can trust me. I promise. Just talk to me."

She shook her head.

"N-No, Fiyero. I-I…" She was beginning to lose it. Frantically, she groped around for something, anything that she could do. After all, she was Elphaba Thropp after all. She had to keep up her I-don't-give-a-twig-what-anyone-else-thinks routine, and right now she had totally abandoned it. After all, that was who she was. Right? She was the only girl at Shiz who no boy would ever dare to go near. The school freak. The one who no one talked to, who everyone hated. Except, for Galinda and Fiyero. They truly accepted her. But, something inside her was screaming that even they would betray her, shun her like the rest of the world. So…that was why she couldn't talk to Fiyero, even though she was desperate to. No matter how much she wanted to, there would always be that little voice telling her that it just wasn't going to last. Even though He was the only person who ever dared to say those three simple, yet enormously powerful words to her:

I love you.

Without warning, Elphaba broke down into tears. She sat down on her bed, covering her face with her hands.

Here comes an avalanche

Gaining speed and ice and snow

Beware the avalanche

I don't know how to let go

Don't know how to let go…

Fiyero sat down next to her.

"Elphaba, what is it?"

She uselessly tried to wipe the tears out of her eyes, sitting with her head down.

"I-I'm sorry, Fiyero. R-Really, I-" Her voice trailed off as she glanced over at him. She choked back a sob, her voice coming out in almost a whisper.

"-I-I love you."

Fiyero put his arms around her, letting her lean her head on his shoulder.

"Elphaba, that's okay. You know that, right?"

She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut to try and stem the tears.

They stayed for a while; His arms wrapped around her as she lay her head on his shoulder.

Don't act like it's simple.

Don't say it's nothing at all.

Balancing,

Teetering,

Pitched to the brink 'til you start to snowball.

Just skimming the surface –

Well, I dig a little too deep.

I see the cracks.

I weigh all the facts.

I try to pull myself out but it's steep –

After a while Elphaba sat up, completely embarrassed by all that had happened. Not just recently, but everything. All that she had said, all that she'd said to Him. Warily, she looked over at him.

Fiyero smiled sympathetically.

"You okay?"

Elphaba sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

"I don't know how many times you've asked me that, and I've said yes and then broken down. So, I honestly don't know how to answer that."

Fiyero laughed.

"Well…you're sorta right about that."

"I know."

"Elphaba?"

"Hm?"

"I think what I've been trying to say is- you…um…you don't exactly wear your heart on your sleeve."

Elphaba scoffed, trying to regain her composure.

"Gee, what gave that away?"

"I'm serious, Elphaba. Sometimes I wonder about you."

"You…do?"

"Yeah. You have a way of changing around personal conversations so you don't reveal anything at all. I don't think I even know your birthday."

"I don't know yours, why should you know mine?"

"March eighteenth. There. Now will you tell me yours?"

She thought for a moment.

"…October thirty-first."

Fiyero smiled.

"Huh, Halloween. How about that?"

Elphaba rolled her eyes.

"I know what you're thinking. Ironic, right? Well, I don't wanna hear it."

He held up his hands.

"What? I wasn't saying anything." He coughed to conceal a laugh.

"Th-Though it is a little funny."

"Oh, laugh it up, Tiggular. See, this is why I don't share personal details."

"Well, maybe you should."

"And how do you figure that?"

Fiyero shot her a pointed look.

"Elphaba, how many times has someone insulted you, or hurt you and you've just kept it to yourself?"

Elphaba looked down at her feet.

"See?"

"…Fiyero, I-I don't see how this has anything to do with why I should share personal details about myself with other people."

"Elphaba, if you don't talk about those things, they start to mess you up inside."

"Sure, whatever you say."

"I'm serious, Elphaba! How many times have you practically fallen to pieces in the past two weeks?"

Elphaba looked at him.

"…I-I still don't see what this has to do with anything…"

Fiyero took her by the shoulders.

"You wouldn't be doing that unless you have some serious stuff going on in there."

And I'm falling.

I'm falling.

I'm out of control.

And it feels like falling nowhere.

The sign ahead says beware

Elphaba ran her fingers through her hair.

"Umm…I-I see your point."

"You know, maybe talking about it would help."

"You're not going to let this go, are you?"

Fiyero kissed her on the forehead.

"You know, according to those flyers, you and I are dating now. That makes you my girlfriend."

"Yeah, so?"

"So, I care about you, whether you're my girlfriend or not. And I hate to see you like this."

Elphaba felt herself blush.

"So…wh-what do you want me to do about it?"

"Well, do you wanna talk?"

Elphaba raised an eyebrow.

Fiyero facepalmed.

"Okay, let me rephrase that: Will you talk?"

"That depends." A look crossed her face, and she turned briskly to face him.

"But if I do: You tell anyone about this, anyone at all: so help me I will hoist you up the flagpole by your tight white pants. Got that?"

"Got it." Fiyero nodded intently.

"So…you gonna talk to me now?"

Elphaba blanked.

"…Fiyero…I'm gonna sound like the stupidest person in all of Oz."

"Hey! I thought that was my title!"

Elphaba smacked him upside the head.

"I'm serious!" She looked down at her feet.

"I've never done this before."

"Done what?"

"Talked about my…er…feelings or whatever."

Fiyero looked surprised. "Never?"

"Never." She looked over at him.

"So…what do I do?"

"Huh?"

"What do I…you know…talk about?"

"Well…um…-" Fiyero was interrupted by Galinda opening the door, who gasped and closed the door halfway; her head still peeking through the doorway.

"Hey guys…am I…um…interrupting something?"

Elphaba blushed, and Fiyero looked over at Galinda.

"Uh, no Galinda." He looked over at Elphaba.

"We were just…um-"

"-Talking." Elphaba shot her roommate a pointed look.

"Just talking. Nothing more."

Galinda walked into the dorm, closing the door behind her. She smiled and winked at Fiyero.

"Sure, Elphie. Just talking." She sat down on the bed next to Elphaba, who was glaring at her.

"Relax, Elphie! I was kidding!" She pulled out a letter from her purse and handed it to her roommate.

Elphaba looked up at her.

"What's this for?"

Galinda shrugged.

"I dunno…Morrible told me to give it to you."

Elphaba shrugged, putting the letter in her pocket.

Fiyero looked over at her.

"Aren't you gonna open it?"

"…Yes. Just not with you two looking over my shoulder!"

Galinda got up from the bed and walked over to the door.

"Come on, Fiyero. Let's go."

Fiyero got up, glancing back at the green girl.

"Elphaba?"

Galinda looked over at them.

"Fiyero, the sooner we leave, the sooner she opens the letter. And the sooner she opens the letter, the sooner we can bug her about what it's about."

Elphaba rolled her eyes.

"Fiyero, just go with Galinda."

"Fine." He walked out the door with Galinda.

As they walked out of the dorm, Elphaba could've sworn she'd heard Galinda asking Fiyero about what they'd been doing. She shook her head, trying to shake the thoughts from her mind, with no luck. But she had no luck. There was no doubt that she was in love with him. She just had to get used to it.

Smiling to herself, she pulled the letter out of her pocket, and opened it.

Here comes the avalanche

Gaining speed and ice and snow

We're in an avalanche

Teach me

I want to let go

Catch me –

I'm letting go

So let it snow

We're in an avalanche

It's all an avalanche

We are an avalanche

And we're falling.

We're falling

Falling,

Falling….

Watch out below.


What's in the letter? Dun dun dunnnnnnnn! Suspense! ;D