Rifiuto: Non Miriena

The following Monday, the students entered Elphaba's classroom and took their seats silently, as Elphaba went through her lesson plans for her classes. She glanced at everyone, silently blushing. She glanced at her ring, wondering how long it would take before the students noticed her ring and guessed at what had gone on between her and Fiyero.

"Morning, Ms Thropp."

"Morning class." Elphaba said, quickly taking roll. Then, the class settled down as the announcements began. It was when Elphaba's history class came in that the uproar began. As she passed back papers, Milla thought she caught sight of a ring on Elphaba's left hand. Her mouth dropped and she turned to her friends, excitement lighting her eyes. She bounced up and down in her seat, dieing to know what was going on and not wanting to wait for Elphaba to explain.

"Did you-"

Glinda furrowed her brow.

The others looked at her, shrugging. Finally, Milla raised her hand, hoping to get to the bottom of the problem.

"Ms Thropp?"

"Yes, Milla?" Elphaba asked, looking through her lesson plan at the table. She didn't bother looking at the girl, knowing who it was, and what she wanted. After several moments, Elphaba glanced up at her student. Apparently, not long.

Glinda rolled her eyes. The hopeless romantic was coming out again, and it was getting annoying.

"Milla, it's not a-"

"Yes, it is, Milla. Why do you ask?" Elphaba asked, glancing down at her ring before looking back at her student.

Glinda's mouth dropped, as the rest of the class erupted in chatter. Elphaba watched with silent delight as her students reacted to her news. Suddenly, Milla, Glinda, Boq and Avaric rushed towards her, asking to see the ring. A small smile on her face, she held her hand out to them, allowing the students to examine the ring.

"Oh Ms. Thropp, it's beautiful!" Glinda cried.

"Who gave it to you?" Milla asked. Elphaba blushed.

"Mr. Tiggular!" Glinda cried. Biting her lip, Elphaba kept quiet. She didn't say anything, and Glinda knew she was right. "Mr. Tiggular proposed!" Glinda cried, causing the class chatter to become a roar. Through the noise, the back door near Elphaba's desk opened, and Fiyero poked his head into the room.

"Um, Ms. Thropp, would you mind controlling your-"

Instantly, everyone fell silent and turned to look at him. Elphaba stood blushing among her students, and after several moments, the students rushed to Fiyero. He ducked slightly as they rushed to him, shouting congratulations and kudos. The commotion brought several of the other students and teachers into the classroom, where the engagement was announced. Amid cries of kudos and questions of when the wedding was set, Elphaba ended up showing her ring to most of the students and several of the staff.

The ring was truly beautiful.

A simple silver band, engraved with the words, For My One True Love, it held three diamonds- a trinity ring- a princess cut with two smaller round brilliant cut diamonds on the left and right. When Fiyero gave it to her, he told her that the three diamonds represented their past, present and future, and that it always would. She told him that she hoped it would represent them for the rest of their lives. The simple silver band was beautiful, as the diamonds glinted in the light.

After several moments, Fiyero went to Elphaba, gathered her in his arms, and kissed her gently.

Safe to say, not much got done that afternoon.

Once school got out, Milla and her friends stayed behind, watching their teachers talk softly together. After several moments, Fiyero and Elphaba left.

"Where are you going?" Milla asked. Elphaba looked back, as she climbed into her car.

"We're going shopping!"

"For what?"

Elphaba and Fiyero shared a surprised look, before turning back to the kids.

"For a wedding dress!"

Then, with a sweet goodbye, they left. Once they were gone, the four walked down to the Wilted Rose and ordered coffee and something to eat.

"I can't believe they got engaged."

"It was bound to happen sooner or later." Avaric said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"I know, but still, they denied that they liked each other for a whole semester-" Glinda started.

"No, Ms. Thropp denied that she liked Mr. Tiggular. Mr. Tiggular never denied that he liked Ms. Thropp." Boq said.

"Who cares. The important thing is that there's going to be a wedding!" Milla cried, all her romantic fantasies coming back full force. "I wonder what kind of dress she'll pick. Maybe a halter- or something strapless. She would look so beautiful in a strapless white wedding dress with her hair in curls and her make up done- oh I can't wait!"

Glinda rolled her eyes, but couldn't help admitting that she was just as excited as Milla about her teachers getting married.

"Do you think we'll be invited to the wedding?" Glinda asked, curious.

"I don't see why we wouldn't." Avaric said, leaning back and crossing his arms.

"But won't we be butting in on their special day?" Glinda asked, suddenly worried. Boq shook his head.

"We won't know until the wedding, but I don't see why we wouldn't be invited to the wedding."

"They might not want us." Glinda said.

"Why wouldn't they want us there?" Avaric asked. Glinda shrugged.

"I don't know."

"I can't imagine Ms. Thropp and Mr. Tiggular not wanting us at their wedding." Avaric told them.