Aw, thanks for all your reviews! :) And just for you guys, here's another chapter! :D
Song used: "Someone to Watch over Me" from Crazy for You (Thank you Nelly!)
Glinda had originally gone into town just for food, but she figured Elphie and Fiyero had made up by now. She conjured up a spell ball just to be sure, and sure enough; there were Elphaba and Fiyero, laughing and chatting next to the campfire.
"Well, at least they're happy." She smiled, thinking back to the day she would've wished anything but on her now best-friend; the self-appointed "Wicked Witch of the West"
There's a saying old
Says that love is blind –
She sighed, waving away the spell and walking off into town.
Still we're often told,
"Seek and ye sail find."
So I'm going to seek
a certain lad I've had in mind.
She walked into a local tavern, sitting down at the bar and waving down the bartender. It had been a while since she'd been to one, but she figured since she'd just spent a night in prison she wouldn't look too suspicious. On top of that, she wasn't sure if the cloaking spell had worn off or not, or if Elphaba had lifted it or not.
Turning to her right, she saw a young man around her age. Supposing how asking a person who wasn't her was the only way to find out if the spell was lifted or not, this seemed like a viable option.
Looking everywhere,
Haven't found him yet;
"Um, excuse me?" She tapped him on the shoulder, hoping he wasn't too drunk.
He's the big affair
I cannot forget.
Only man I ever
Think of with regret.
He turned around, and she blushed. He wasn't too shabby looking; short cut black hair, grey-blue eyes and he wasn't in too bad shape either.
"Yeah?"
"Um…"
It took a while for her to find her words.
"Sorry…am I…blonde?"
He laughed.
"How much have you had to drink?"
She shook her head.
"Oh, I-I'm not drunk! It's just…a general question."
He laughed, nodding.
"Yeah, okay...You're blonde all right,"
Glinda nodded. The spell must've worn off, because she didn't think Elphaba would've remembered to lift it.
"Thanks."
"No problem." He laughed.
"I'm Farlen. Can I buy you a drink?"
Glinda smiled. I should ask people my hair color more often…
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he
Turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me.
Short chapter, I know. But it's been a while since I've updated, and I've got no clue where I'm going with this.