I'm really sad to see this story end =( I enjoyed writing it, but this means I can start another one!

Avaric walked to Morrible's office and knocked on the door.

"Madame it was me who set off the fireworks." He admitted.

"Now why would you do that Avaric?"

Putting on a sad face and sniffling he replied, "I didn't know what to do and they were a gift from my grampa and he's really sick. I wanted to signal to him that everything was going to be okay."

Morrible's wrinkly face creased and she nodded in understanding. "Avaric my boy, tell your grampa they were beautiful, just warn us first next time you decide to put on a show."

Avaric left the office grinning.

Dear old Grampa.

Works every time.

A blonde blur flew by him.

"Whoa! Galinda?" He shouted.

She turned. "Oh sorry Avaric, but I wanted to get to the mall first to find a dress."

This came as a surprise to Avaric. "So you're still going to the dance?"

"Of course! Just not how I planned." Galinda said.

She definitely had not changed, but there was a certain underlying sadness about her.

She should be an actress. She could be famous for her high notes.

Avaric felt a lightbulb go off in his head. "Well why don't you come with me to the dance?"

"I'm not sure..." She said; troubled.

Not waiting for her to finish, Avaric said, "I'll pick you up at seven." And walked away.

Cutting people off.

Also works every time.

The day of the dance.

The hustle and bustle made Elphaba want to burst out laughing, but she held it in. Dances didn't particularly appeal to her. Usually she sat in the Shiz lounge and read by the fire. That was her idea of a perfect night.

Tonight she had chosen a fantasy book. It was a little bit cheesy in that beautiful cheesy way fairytales seemed to form. It was nights like this that Elphaba forgot to worry. She spent all day, every day worrying. She was either with Nessa or Galinda and sometimes Boq and Doctor Dillamond and never had a moment to herself.

But tonight felt different from her typical peaceful dance nights.

And as if on cue, Fiyero walked in. Elphaba didn't have anything to say to him and returned to her book.

Fiyero walked towards her and sat down on the opposite chair. "Is this how you spend your nights?"

"Yes." Elphaba said concisely, while preparing to leave the lounge.

"Don't leave." Fiyero said frantically.

"Why? Did you promise yourself that you would have a conversation with me?" Elphaba's voice was rising.

"The reason I made that promise was..."

"To mock me. To see how fast you could make the lonely green girl like you?"

"NO! Never..."

"But you said that anyway, knowing how ridiculous it would sound?"

"Elphaba, I've dated thousands of girls and none of them have had such an effect on me..."

Fiyero received a death glare for this comment, but continued anyway.

"NO. Stop interrupting and just listen. I made that promise at first because I thought I could make it a game, but then I got to know you and there was so much depth. Sometimes you're infuriating and you make me angrier than anyone I've ever met and you work and work, never doing anything for yourself. You close yourself off from the world, but all week I've been searching for the right way to tell you Elphaba...I love you."

Elphaba's eyes softened, but she froze, utterly speechless and extremely tense.

Slowly she made her way to Fiyero and took his hands in hers. "No one's ever said anything so beautiful to me. But I don't know how to say..."

Fiyero ducked his head. "That you don't love me back. Don't worry. I got that."

"...that I've never loved anyone more."

Galinda and Avaric sat at the table, exhausted from dancing.

"You do not dance better than me." Galinda scoffed.

"I do too." Avaric retorted arrogantly.

"Fine but I'm the prettiest girl who ever lived."

"I have no objections to that." Avaric winked at her.

He's so sweet!

Morrible started making her rounds, kicking out all of the students.

"Awww it's over!" Galinda complained.

"Who said it had to end?" Avaric grinned suggestively.

"You don't mean...?"

"TO THE ICE CREAM STORE!" Avaric shouted and Galinda followed him out the door cheering.

"I'm leaving for the Emerald City tomorrow." Said Elphaba quietly as she sat in Fiyero's arms.

"Well that just proves it. I have the worst luck in the world." Fiyero complained.

"Hmmm I wouldn't exactly say that!" Elphaba leaned towards Fiyero, their foreheads almost touching.

Fiyero wasn't sure what to do. He thought of what Avaric had advised him to do in the past.

Guard my sandwich.

Sniff this milk.

Smash that lightbulb.

Jump in the rapidly moving river.

And finally it hit him, "Kiss the girl."

Not wanting to lose a moment with Elphaba, he leaned towards her and pressed his lips to hers.

They pulled away and Fiyero whispered, "I'll miss you when you're gone."

Elphaba frowned. "I don't know what's going to happen there."

"No matter what...we'll face it together."

Thanks to all my readers, especially those who gave me feedback! -Izzy