Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked, book or musical or any of its characters. I do claim the right to all my crazy made up characters that like to make appearances though. Please be forewarned this story does contain romance between two women. The story is rated for violence, language, and romance so please kept that in mind.
Author's Note: Thanks a bunch for the reviews XD. Sorry it took so long to update. I had musical practice every day and shows on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Number Three!
Chapter 3: How Long Will it Last?
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"My powers had never been acknowledge in such away before…"
"What?! Never apologize for talent! Talent is a gift. Have you ever considered a career in sorcery?" Madame Morrible rapid fired at Elphaba. The green girl was completely stunned.
"Wh-what?"
"I will tutor you myself and take no other students!" she announced.
"What?" Galinda asked from across the room.
"No I won't have it. Magic is the work of…"Nessarose started, but Sabriel was quick to intercept. She turned her sister's wheel chair and started to walk away.
"Nessa, let Elphaba talk to Madame Morrible. I'm sure she'll find a way out some how," Sabriel assured her. Glancing back, she saw the took on her sister's face. She looked radiant and it brought a smile to Sabriel's lips. Whatever Morrible was telling her must have been amazingly good to make Elphaba look so excited.
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The Thropp sisters had all settled in their respective rooms. Unlike Elphaba, Sabriel was quite taken with her room mate. The two older sisters had decided to meet in the casual parlor of the dormitories to discuss what Morrible had to say and the situation with Nessarose.
From the moment Sabriel entered the room she knew there must be good news. Elphaba stood from her chair and grabbed her sister's hands. The physical contact caught her a little off guard, because Elphaba was never prone to do so.
"Sabriel, it's amazing. She is writing to the Wizard. I might get to met the Wizard!" Elphaba said in an excited rush of words. Sabriel just stared at her sister a moment.
"The Wizard? As in the leader of Oz Wizard?" Sabriel asked with disbelief.
"No the other one," Elphaba replied, her sarcastic nature playing itself.
"Elphaba, that's wonderful," Sabriel said with a smile, ignoring her sisters sarcasms.
The two girl took their seats in nearby chairs and Sabriel let Elphaba carry on about the Wizard for awhile. Looking up at the clock, Sabriel sighed.
"We have to head back to our rooms soon. We need some rest. Are you okay with Nessa not staying with either of us?" Sabriel asked.
Elphaba pondered the question for the moment. "It doesn't seem like we have much choice. We'll be around if she needs us though,"
"Good point,"
"How do you feel about your room mate?" Sabriel asked, stifling a chuckle. Elphaba glared at her.
"She's a nightmare. She is a selfish, spoiled, rich, air-for-brains, ditz," Elphaba said with a sigh. "Her only redeeming trait may be that she is good looking,"
Sabriel was smiling until said Galinda was good looking. Her smile was overtaken by a smirk and she got a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Elphaba noticed and furrowed her brows.
"What?"
"Did you just say that Miss Galinda is good looking?" Sabriel asked with obvious amusement.
Elphaba's cheeks turned a darker shade of green, signifying she was blushing. "What? Of course not," she said quickly. "We have to get going…."she announced before standing and quickly leaving the parlor.
Standing, Sabriel laughed. "This should be an interesting semester," she thought as she went to return to her room.
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Upon entering her dorm room, Sabriel found her room mate Jamila lying on her bed in a supine position, looking at the ceiling. Though the two had gotten off to a good start, Sabriel couldn't help be feel slightly awkward sharing a room with the girl. She had never shared a room with anyone besides her family, mainly Elphaba or Nessarose, and the situation was just different to her.
Walking past Jamila's bed, she plopped down on her own. Jamila immediately noticed her and turned on her side to face her room mate. The girl had a full head of straight, red hair and bright green eyes that Sabriel's eyes locked on immediately. Light freckles lined the bridge of her nose. She was at least part Winkie.
"Hello Miss Sabriel," Jamila greeted kindly, propping herself up on her elbow. Sabriel smiled nervously.
"Please…just Sabriel," she replied.
"Of course. So your family is from Munchkinland?"
"Originally yes, but we actually spent a good deal of time in Quadling Country. My father is a unionist preacher, so he felt the need to reach out to the Quadling people," I slight hint of disgust in her voice. "Where did you grow up?" she asked, locking eyes with Jamila.
"Vinkus. Though my mother was from Gillikin," she replied.
The girls went about getting to know each other. Sabriel was a little less willing to share about her life than Jamila was, but it all worked out fine. Knowing that Elphaba was paired with the perky blonde, Galinda, Sabriel could only wonder how things were going with them. She assumed it was nothing like how her and Jamila were getting along.
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Elphaba returned to her dorm to find that Galinda was out. This was quite a relief. The two hadn't even spoken with each other yet, but she already disliked the girl. Her perky, bubbly room mate was the last thing she needed. She could just imagine all the time she would end up having to spend with Miss Upland and it made her cringe.
She had already set up what little items she had. Her closet wasn't nearly full with only her few dark dresses to hang in it. The books she was able to bring sat on the shelf directly above her desk. Pausing for a moment, she surveyed Galinda's side of the room. Pink, pink, and more pink. A frilly comforter covered her bed and her desk was decorated with all sorts of odds and ends. Her closest, which was open, was packed with dresses and a whole book case was devoted to shoes.
Her mind had began to wonder to Nessarose when her thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. A harmony of giggles echoed into the room.
"I will see you later on Miss Shenshen," Galinda said with a gleeful smile. She slipped into the room and closed the door behind her. The blonde hadn't even noticed Elphaba sitting on her own bed and she plopped down on her frilly comforter.
There was no way Elphaba was going to say anything. The moment Galinda entered the room she felt herself tense. She wasn't used to such zest. The closest thing in her life that came to Galinda was Nessarose and that was only in the high maintenance aspect, Nessa was hardly perky. As if on cue, right when Elphaba was hoping Galinda would retreat into the bathroom, she turned and blue eyes caught her green room mate.
"Oh my, Miss Elphaba, I'm sorry I didn't notice you," Galinda said. The tone was her voice was peculiar sounding to Elphaba. It was odd to not have someone just ignore her.
Galinda had no liking for the girl, but was curious. She figured she could at least attempt to be nice to the girl when they were hidden in their dorm, for no one would see anyway. Besides, how else was she going to learn more about this strange girl and her family?
"Really it's fine. No need to fret Miss Galinda," Elphaba replied, feeling heat rising in her cheeks, but did not look up from her book. Her fingers nervously drummed against the cover of her book.
This did not go unnoticed by Galinda. "What are you reading?" she asked curiously, tilting her head in attempt to better see the title.
"The Theory of Religious Independence," she answered. Her eyes faltered from their lock on the words on the page and she looked up at Galinda. Blue eyes locked brown ones. Elphaba looked away quickly. Try as she might, she couldn't focus her mind enough to read.
It was so confusing to have Galinda treat her kindly, but to her dismay, Galinda's nice streak was not long lasting.