Rifiuto: Non Miriena
August, Day Four
"Wait a minute, you told Galinda to go back to the Pertha Hills?"
Avaric nodded, as the woman at the register handed him his change. Once they left the small cafe on campus, he and Fiyero meandered across the green, as Avaric told him and Boq about what he'd said to Galinda.
"About time someone spoke up. I'm just a little upset that it was the transfer that did it." Boq muttered. Interning had been cut short today, due to a faculty meeting. Fiyero chuckled.
"Do you think she finally got the hint that no one wants her here?" Fiyero asked, glancing behind him, before returning to the conversation.
"I don't know. Maybe. But-"
"Are you sure you have time, Fabala, because I don't want to make you late." The three looked back, to see Elphaba and Nessa following behind, caught up in their own conversation.
"I'm sure Nessie. It'll be fine. Detia won't mind if I'm a few minutes late, I'm at the top of the class. Now would you quit worrying?" As the girls got closer, the guys noticed that Elphaba was dressed like a dancer- in black tights, a spaghetti strap dress, leg and arm warmers, and a ratty old button up, dark green sweater. Her hair was pulled back in a loose bun, and she carried her dance bag. The boys also noticed that her feet were in flats, and wrapped.
"Hey Elphie."
Elphaba stopped, locked eyes with Boq, and opened her mouth to screech and run, when Nessa grabbed the back of her sweater, holding her in place. He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him.
"Nice to see you too, Elphie."
Finally giving up on any chance of getting free, Elphaba deflated, tossed her bangs, and glared at him.
"I'm sorry sir, but I don't know you." She replied.
"Fabala!" Nessa reprimanded, rolling her eyes. Then, she turned to the guys. "Hi Boq. Hi Fiyero." They nodded to her. "Who's-"
"Avaric. I'm Fiyero's friend."
"Nice to meet you." Once pleasantries were exchanged, the small group settled into uneasy silence, as they sipped their coffee, the wind swirling around them.
"So, where are you headed, Elphaba?" Avaric asked, meeting her eyes. She swallowed her sip before replying.
"Jazz."
"You dance?" She nodded.
"I always knew you were the artistic type, Elphie." Boq said. She turned to him.
"Do I know you?" He rolled his eyes.
"Elphie, I said I was sorry."
"And yet you still did it anyway!"
"It was your suggestion! Besides, it was sixteen years ago!"
"That still doesn't excuse it!"
The others watched and listened, startled by the way the conversation was going.
"Okay, please tell me you aren't talking about what I think you're talking about." Avaric said, butting in. Elphaba rolled her eyes and turned to him.
"Boq handcuffed he and I together once when we were three. He then lost the key." She stated, punctuating her statement with a sip of her coffee.
"That's what you're so upset about?" Avaric asked.
"I didn't want to be handcuffed with him all day! Do you know how awkward it is to go to the bathroom with someone else in the stall with you?" She cried.
"I apologized! Let it go!" Boq replied, shrugging his shoulders. Fiyero couldn't help laughing.
"I'm sorry, but do you hear yourselves?" They looked at each other, before blushing. Eventually, the banter died down, and the group settled into a comfortable silence. Eventually, Nessa brought up the one subject they could all agree on.
"Have you seen Galinda yet?"
The guys shook their heads.
"No."
"Why?"
"What happened to her? Did she get run over or something?"
Nessa shook her head.
"No. She's a brunette."
"What?"
"She dyed her hair caramel brown. I didn't believe it when I first saw it."
"It doesn't make her any prettier. In fact, I think it makes her uglier now." Elphaba said.
"I wonder what prompted her to dye her hair." Boq added.
"Maybe she wants to give her parents a heart attack when she returns to the Pertha Hills." Avaric said.
"She nearly gave me one." Elphaba said, sipping her coffee.
"Does she think she actually looks good with her hair that color?" Nessa asked. The others shrugged.
"She must, otherwise she wouldn't have dyed it." Fiyero said.
"I'm so sick of Galinda I could puke. It's bad enough having to go to the same school as her, but having to room with her."
"Sorry Elphie."
"That's got to be rough."
"I'm so sick of finding her things all over the dorm, she never cleans, and just because she did once, doesn't mean she'll keep it up. When we first roomed together, she bitched and complained because she wasn't allowed a maid."
"Please. A spoiled little rich girl doesn't belong here. She needs to go back to where she came from."
"She keeps expecting everything to be handed to her on a silver platter. Well news flash, that's not how the world works."
"I'm never met a more selfish person."
"Yet she claims to be good."
Then, Elphaba checked the time, and bid everyone goodbye, as she hurried to class. The group then split up, going seperate ways, promising to get together the next day. None noticed that Galinda had been listening.