Trapped

by b u b b l e t r a v e l e r

A broom flying? How absurd. Oh well, it was a way out.

Story: Trapped

Author: b u b b l e t r a v e l e r

Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked. Yet.

Description: Well, I was bored in my school's Jazz Band rehearsal today, so I wrote this! It's more or less just an alternate version of Defying Gravity, Elphaba POV. It's kinda short, but..whatever. I'm not sure if it should be classified as a poem, but...just enjoy! Read/Review please!

Trapped

Yes, she was trapped. Like a worthless rat. Now way out.

Wait – the broom!

That was it! She could, and would make it happen! It could hap-

It couldn't happen. She'd been stopped, interrupted to be more exact. She was doomed.

Wait – it happened! The broom was...could it be? A broom flying? How absurd. Oh well, it was a a way out.W

But it was too late. She'd been found. She had to escape.

But how? Again, another idea. Even crazier than the one involving the broom. But it didn't matter, nothing did anymore.

So using that broom she'd enchanted, Elphaba smashed the window open and soared off into the west, leaving behind a befuddled Glinda, and a terrified Gale Force.