Disclaimer: Wicked is cooool. I keep it under my bed. And i keep Fiyero IN my bed lol :)

I've been getting some lovely lovely reviews recently, and they make me really happy :) Just want to say thanks to you all (espeacially Mrs BangThomas, the only reviewer of chpter 5) I LOVE YOU PEOPLE!

BTW, i published a fic called "the ipod challenge" a while ago and i got NO reviews for it. It would make me very happy, just to get 1 review, then at least i know SOMEONES read it. Sooooo...please? pretty please?

I never thought this story would go on so long tbh...its all down to you for reviewing :) Im going to LONDON on saturdayyyyy, soooooo excited! Camden market, yayyyy! Anywayyyy...

We're both kind of quiet after that, but not like we have nothing to say.

It's more like...and this is something so new to me, I'm surprised I can understand it at all... it's more like there's nothing we NEED to say.

It's enough that we can just sit together, take a few minutes to sort out the very, very huge change that has just occurred.

Because Oz! It's not like stuff like this happens every day.

It's starting to sink into me; everything is different now. I mean, in a way, everything IS still the same, because no one's here except you and me, and so technically I could just walk out right now and go back to my old friends, my old world, everything just the same as before.

Nothing is stopping me.

Except myself. I know everyone changes, but in the last two weeks, I've changed more than I have for the last three years, and now the transformation is complete because now even the IDEA of going back to those mindless clones makes me claustrophobic.

And I don't care. For now, at least, I feel nothing but relief.

It's over, it's over. My popularity, my status as most popular girl on campus, all of it's gone.

Thank Oz.

I have more questions that i want to ask you, but I don't know how.

I don't want to disturb this moment, this island of tranquility...but I have to.

Because one thing is really, REALLY bothering me.

"Elphie...you know you said you..." crap, how to put this tactfully? "couldn't go back home?"

Well, how many ways are there to put something like that?

"Yes"

"Are you...are you going to have to leave Shiz? Is youR father...I mean, is he still going to pay for you?"

Because, quite honestly, if you tell me you're leaving, then I will freak out.

And either leave with you or get you a scholarship or pay your tuition fees myself...but whatever, the freaking out will come first.

"No."

"No? You ARE leaving?"

A small pause.

"No. I mean...Father won't pay my tuition but he didn't pay my tuition to begin with. My mother left money in trust for me, to pay for my education. She made a will shortly before she died... I think she knew father wouldn't have paid for any sort of education for me, if she didn't do something about it."

"So you're staying?"

"Yes. For the foreseeable future, that is. Does that disappoint you?"

I fling myself on you with a hug so hard we both loose our balance and fall backwards across the bed, and when i look at you, i can't read your expression at first.

Then you smile, your whole face alight with happiness.

"I never thought I'd be happy about being able to KEEP sharing a room with you"

"Me neither..."

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