Sorry about the late update, guys! A lot has been happening. I would have updated over the weekend, but my school went on a trip to Busch Gardens on Saturday (we had a lot of fun) so I was exhausted on Sunday. But I am here now! So this chapter is a good way to show you guys what to expect as far as the format of upcoming chapters. Enjoy!

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(The quote that inspired the name for this chapter is on my blog)


The blonde slowly made her way to her dorm room, opening the door with a shaking, though very well-manicured, hand, and shutting it behind her. Her entire body shaking and her lungs barely able to take in air, she walked to her bed and threw herself onto it with the little strength she could muster. Then she started crying. She didn't even mind that the tears were messing up the makeup she had so carefully applied that morning. It didn't matter. Nothing did. Elphie was in danger. Her bestest friend in the whole wide world was in danger. She was somewhere in Oz, flying around on a filthy old broom, probably already working to save some poor, defenseless Animals that the "Wonderful Wizard" had threatened. It was so noble a cause, and she knew that her friend would help so many Animals, but it meant that the blonde would probably never again see the green girl. She looked over to the bed beside her own. Black covers were spread across it, waiting for somebody to snuggle up beneath them. But that wouldn't happen. That bed would be empty for a long time.

The blonde pondered putting some of the things that Elphaba had left behind in a box and bringing them to Nessa, as she most certainly couldn't keep them all in the room forever. They'd probably come in and take all of the things, throw them away or box them up and send them to her father who would throw them away, and probably even give the blonde a new roommate. Life at Shiz would carry on as it had before. Elphaba being gone made no difference to them, it would just mean they would have one less person to be rude to. She couldn't help but wonder what the campus bullies would do without their main target around. Noticing that she had no more tears left, the blonde slowly sat up and took a deep, shaky breath. Slowly making her way to Elphaba's desk, she began to rummage through the neat stacks of papers, looking for anything worth keeping. Then again, it was all worth keeping to the blonde, but she knew that she couldn't go home over break with all of her many things and the things belonging to her roommate. Much of it would have to go. Most of the papers in the stacks were notes or what she had starters of research papers. Her breath seemed to stop for a moment when she saw her friend's handwriting again.

"You have really pretty handwriting, Elphie." The blonde said, looking over her green friend's shoulder. Galinda was sitting in her own chair that she had pulled over to Elphaba's desk as the green girl worked on a paper for a class. "I wish mine looked like yours."

"Thanks, Glin." Elphaba replied, smiling a bit. She didn't take her eyes off of her paper, though.

"Ooh! I have an idea!" Galinda suddenly exclaimed. "Let's try to copy each other's handwriting! It'll be fun! I'll go first." She pulled a piece of paper off of a stack and grabbed her own pink pen. Carefully, she tried to mimic the way that Elphaba had written her own name at the top of her paper onto the blank sheet. Finishing, the blonde leaned back and sighed, frowning. "This is hard. I'll try again." She tried again, but still wasn't satisfied with her work, so she tried again. And again. And again. And again. And again, until Elphaba had completed her ten-page essay and the blonde was on her third sheet of paper.

"That one is close." The green girl noted, pointing at one of Galinda's attempts about halfway down the second page.

"Yeah, but I just can't get the 'l' right." The blonde said, pouting.

Elphaba smiled. "That's because you're doing it like this." She said, mimicking the way Galinda had drawn the letter in her own black pen. "Its supposed to be like this." She wrote out how she drew the letter next to the first one.

"Oh!" Galinda exclaimed, looking at Elphaba like she had just taught her the meaning of life. "I get it now!" She then recreated Elphaba's signature over and over, again and again. And again. And again. And again. And again, until the pen ran out of ink and Elphaba was a bit upset at the blonde for wasting all of her paper.

"You have really pretty handwriting, Elphie." She thought out loud as she ran her fingers over the sheet. She picked up another piece of paper and smiled softly. It was the essay Elphaba had been working on while the blonde attempted to copy her handwriting. Carefully setting it on her own desk, she told herself that there was nothing wrong with keeping one or two memories of the green girl. If she was never going to see her again, at least she could have that. Not just the paper, but the memory itself. They could take away her Elphie. They could take away anything belonging to her Elphie. But they couldn't take away the memories of her Elphie. Ever.


I feel like everybody does post- musical and some intermission fics or post-DG AU, but I haven't seen too much of what happened at Shiz after Elphaba left. And yes, I will, of course, include random little flashbacks in every chapter. And you Fiyeraba lovers, don't worry. I've got something up my sleeve...

Love you all! (In a totally non-creepy way)

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