If These Wings Could Fly

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Wicked… or Birdy's song "Wings" either for that matter, because if I did, I wouldn't be writing this fanfic right now. I'd be pretty rich.

So now it gets interesting… it takes place four days after the last two chapters. o.O Enjoy :D

Chapter 3: We Watched the Days Go By

"You're hired Miss Thropp! You start tomorrow at 4:00… that is unless you'd like to cover for Evelyn tonight, the 8 to 1 shift." The jolly man said. He was tall and heavy with a bald head and a sleek, navy blue suit. "Actually, if you'd like I could cover for her tonight. I have nothing going on and I need the money. Is there any type of uniform I have to wear?" Elphaba replied to the man. A smile beamed across his face. "Thank you so much for covering! No, there is no uniform, just dress nice. Jeans are acceptable, but please. No yoga pants or sweat clothes. Alright?"

"Of course. Thanks so much Rodney!"

"No, thank you Miss Thropp! Just do me a favor though: they're going to love your sarcasm, but could you lighten it up a little bit? I don't want you to come off as mean."

"I'll try my best." At that, she exited the bar and found her new friend, Melanie sitting on the bench outside. Melanie was her coworker at Starbucks, a job she had just started one day before. "You didn't get it?" She asked. Elphaba looked at her quizzically. "What makes you think that? Seriously. Because I'm green?"

"NO! Geez, you don't have to think everything happens because you're green! I simply didn't see a uniform in your hand so I didn't think you were hired."

"Oh. I'm sorry, Mel. I actually am hired though. I got the job!"

"GREAT! Congrats. They're giving you your uniform when you get there?"

"Thanks! And no, there is no uniform. I just can't wear sweat clothes. The boss just said dress nice. I guess I'll wear that short black dress that I have and my boots."

Melanie gave her a disgusted look, and chuckled, shaking her head. "No. No, no, no. You are not wearing that. Don't get me wrong it's cute and all, but you need something new to wear. You need something that will make you stand out!"

"Oh, because my green skin totally won't do that already."

"Come on Elphie—"

"Woah, wait. Come on who?"

"Elphie… do you mind if I call you that?"

"No. It just reminded me of my best friend, Galinda. That's all. You were saying?"

"Do you know how many guys you can pick up being a bartender? Lots."

"Yeah, because a drunk boyfriend is totally what I want in life."

"COME ON! This isn't like one of those scummy bars this one is pretty high class. This isn't where drunks go this is the kind of bar that rich, undiscovered musicians go to! You could meet someone, you're a musician too! Besides, didn't you say your ex-boyfriend drank a lot?"

Elphaba sighed. "Well, yeah. But how am I going to get something new to wear? I'm broke and I don't look good in anything anyway."

"UGH no. Not true. And you don't need money, I've got you covered."

"WHAT? No. I can't let you do that, that's ridiculous!"

"No. Come on. I have a job at Free People, where they sell really really expensive, but really different and pretty clothes. Employees get a 75% discount, so I can get anything they sell for like, really cheap. So come with me and pick something out you'd like to wear."

"But I hate shopping!"

"Fine. If I have to I'll pick something out for you."

Elphaba groaned, but followed Melanie as she tugged on her arm. They walked just a few blocks down from where they were to Rockefeller Center, where the store was located. Melanie walked in, and stopped dead in her tracks, staring straight ahead of her. She suddenly ran towards a rack holding dresses. The mannequin beside the rack was wearing the dress that was hanging up on the hanger Melanie was holding. It was a plain, white, spaghetti strap dress, with a black lace overlay. The overlay was tight at the top and flared at the bottom, which fell at the mannequin's mid-thigh. The overlay had long sleeves that were tight in the bicep, and flared in the forearm. The neckline was high, but there was a large cutout on the upper back, and cutouts in the white underdress on the sides. "This would be PERFECT for you, Elphie!" Melanie chirped. Oz did she sound like Galinda. "You are trying this on. What size shoe do you wear?" Elphaba looked confused. "Um… I don't know."

"Here, give me your foot." Elphaba gave Melanie her foot, and she examined it. "Size 7. Head up to the fitting room and I'll grab you shoes to try on with the dress. You certainly can't wear the ones you're wearing to your first day of a new job." Elphaba just nodded, and walked up the stairs. A fitting room attendant cheerily greeted her, and placed the dress in one of the first fitting rooms. She stepped in and closed the curtain, slipping the dress over her head. She looked at herself in the full length mirror on the right hand wall and couldn't help to wish her Yero was there to see her in this dress. He would have loved her in this dress. It perfectly flattered her thin body and long legs. He would have loved to see this. "Elphie? What room are you in?" Melanie asked.

"This one, here." Elphaba said, tapping on the curtain she was behind. Melanie slid a pair of high heeled lace up boots under the door with gray crunch socks to go under them. She slid the socks onto her feet, and the shoes over them, lacing the tops. After looking in the mirror one more time she stepped out. Melanie's jaw dropped. "Wow." She said. "You look… perfect! This is the outfit I'm getting you." Elphaba giggled. Maybe shopping wasn't too bad after all. Although the dress was not really her style, she did have to admit she liked it. After she removed it, Melanie took the dress, socks, and shoes down to the counter and purchased them.

"Do you want to get some dinner before you have to go to work? It's 6:00." Melanie asked as they walked out the front door of the store. "Sure. Do you want to go to Tony's? It's right up the street from the bar, Emily was talking about it at work last night." Elphaba asked.

"Of course!" Melanie replied. They walked a few blocks down to the restaurant, and were seated by a waiter at a table for two. "So," Melanie said, "Tell me about your ex-boyfriend." Elphaba was shocked she asked at first, and then she sighed. "Well, his name was Fiyero—"

"Fiyero? Funny name. OH sorry. Continue."

"We met because we were at the same college. On the first day of classes I got hit by his coach and I yelled at him. His response was 'Well, my driver must have seen green and thought, GO!' At that point he drank a lot and partied and was really stupid, but one day we saved an endangered lion cub together, and that's when I knew he was that boy. At that point I didn't think I was that girl, seeing he was dating my best friend, Galinda. Then I left school because I was offered the job of a lifetime in the capitol city, but it wasn't what I thought, and I got really angry with the boss and kind of flipped out. From that point on I was a public enemy and everyone was out to kill me. It was horrible, but he was always there protecting me by acting like he was on their side. All he ever do was stall them so they couldn't hurt me. One night though, he couldn't do it anymore. He didn't love Galinda, and she sprung a surprise engagement party on him. He left to find me, and finally told her that it was me he wanted. We ran away together, and then my sister died. When I went to say my last goodbyes, I ran into Galinda and we had a fight, and I was captured by the guards. He came and saved me, taking my place. I saved him when he was about to be executed, and who knows where he is now. I just wish he was here."

"My god, Elphaba. That story was absolutely… heart wrenching. I thought there was just some kind of break up, not some kind of hopeless love story. So he still loves you?"

"Yeah, but he thinks I'm dead. That's a long story though. I'm not getting into that one."

"Where do you come from, anyway? Obviously not the United States."

"No. Not the United States, but I really don't want to talk about where I come from. I'd like to forget most of my life there."

"Oh. Okay. I understand, but if you ever want to talk, I'm here."

"Thanks." The food finally came out, and the girls ate, and chatted about lighter topics, like the people that worked at Starbucks, and just New York in general. They spoke of shows to go see and the new movies coming out. Finally it was 7:45. "Elphie, you should probably go get ready now." Melanie said, handing her the Free People bag.

Elphaba walked to the bathroom, locked herself in a stall, and changed into her new outfit. She took her hair down, letting her ebony curls fall naturally over her shoulders. The dress made her feel fantastic.

The two girls walked down two blocks to the Piano Bar. Elphaba hugged her new friend goodbye, and walked in. She heard the songs of a man singing a song.

Don't waste your time on me,

You're already the voice inside my head.

I miss you.

The man had the voice of an angel and an acoustic guitar, but was probably drunk. He played the last few chords of the song as she was about to step behind the bar and introduce herself to the woman working there, but she froze when he began to speak. He was in tears, sobbing as he spoke the words, "And that one was a tribute to my girlfriend, she passed on four days ago. I miss her." She knew that voice, it sounded all too familiar, eerily familiar. She walked up to the open mic stage, but she couldn't see the man over people's heads. "I love you, Fae." At that, she pushed through the people and ran right up to the stage, until she was right before the man's eyes.

"Yero?!"

So yeah :D REUNITED! The song was "I Miss You" by Blink 182. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Review! :D