I haven't been able to write for a while, but today we had a snow day, so I wrote this. Hope you like it.
"Miss Galinda Arduenna of the Upper Uplands!" announced Joel, a boy Galinda had hired to make her entrance more impressive. Galinda beamed as she stepped out to wave at the crowd.
"Fiyero!" she cried when she reached the bottom of the staircase. She embraced Fiyero. "Elphie didn't want to come alone, so she will be your date." Fiyero raised an eyebrow and smirked at the blonde. How'd she manage that?
"When is she-"
"She'll be coming any minute now. Oh, she's so pretty! Did you know that avaricious is a word?"
"Um, why?"
"Because I came up with some new words to describe Avaric -"
"Conceited is already a word, Galinda." Fiyero joked. Galinda rolled her eyes, a move she'd learned from Elphaba.
"No, Fiyero! I'm not that stupid! Anyway, I was coming up with words, and Elphie told me about that one. Ohhh!" This last gasp was directed at the top of the staircase. Couples stopped dancing, the music ended with a few painful screeches of a small girl on her violin as she dropped the bow and it slid down the strings.
"Miss Elphaba Thropp, the Thropp Third Descending!" announced Joel, bowing to the girl and hurrying away.
"That's..."
"Elphaba?" Galinda finished Fiyero's statement. She had left Elphaba to her own devices for a few minutes as she hurried to meet Fiyero, and... something amazing had happened. There was a strangled cry from Nessa. Galinda tried to look at her friend's sister, but found she couldn't take her eyes away from the beauty at the top of the stairs. Only when Elphaba beamed at Fiyero, then Galinda, then Nessa did Galinda realize her hand stung. She looked down to see that Fiyero's immaculate nails were pressing so hard into her lilac scented palm that a tiny drop of blood was staining the tan skin. "Fiyero," she whispered. "My hand."
He released her and strode towards Elphaba, who glided down the steps to meet her friends.
"Galinda!" Elphaba walked past him to embrace her pink friend.
"Elphaba!" responded Galinda. This woman was too beautiful for silly names like 'Elphie.' "How will I outshine you now?" Elphaba laughed, wiping the corner of her eyes. "You're crying."
"No, it's nothing," choked out Elphaba, running a finger from her eye down the side of her nose. She sniffed.
"Um, Elphaba?" asked a voice.
"Yes?" Elphaba looked up to see Avaric. She scowled. "What do you want? Pfannee isn't dating you so she can watch you taunt the Artichoke."
"No... could I dance with you?"
"Um... okay," Elphaba took a breath and placed a trembling hand on his shoulder. As it turned out, Elphaba was an amazing dancer. She twirled and turned and leaned and jumped perfectly, her skirt, a long, simple thing that flowed and sparkled purple and navy, always spun around her, her long black hair, in natural waves, flew around her, free from its confining braid. The dance ended, and Elphaba stopped to see that she and Avaric were the only ones dancing. "Um, Glin?"
"Yeah?" Galinda managed.
"Why are they all staring at me?" Elphaba nervously began braiding her hair.
"Stop that!"
"Sorry, habit," Elphaba began to chew the inside of her lip.
"Elphaba, why would you do that?" Elphaba looked up, startled to see Fiyero.
"Do what?"
"Avaric? Really?" Fiyero spat, anger in his eyes.
"Fiyero..." Fear danced in Elphaba's eyes. He shook his head in disgust and walked away. He immediately regretted it, feeling bad that he could be one of the few things that could scare Elphaba.
"Elphaba-" Galinda started.
"Look, Glin, I'm sorry, I know, this was all for me, my birthday, but I have to go." Elphaba fled back to her dorm, ignoring Galinda's protests.
"Well, Elphie, if you want to throw some tantrum because of one boy's comment, go ahead!" Galinda tossed her hair, placing a hand on her hip and raising her eyebrows. Everyone else was quiet, staring at the roommates - the green one with her mouth slightly ajar, her black hair waving over her shoulder, the gorgeous purple gown fluttering around her, and the blonde one, her eyes raised defiantly, her bubblegum pink lips pursed, shining with lip gloss.
"A tantrum?" asked Elphaba, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Yes, Elphaba Thropp, a tantrum."
"This is not a tantrum, Galinda Arduenna," Elphaba paused before adding, "of the Upper Uplands."
"Oh, really? I may be blonde, but last time I checked, storming off, running away, whatever you call that, well, that was under the category of 'tantrum.' And I thought you were turning 21. Not 5."
"Why, Miss Galinda, did you have to check? Was it to make sure that you couldn't be accused of throwing one?"
"Oh, no, I was checking for you. Now, go along, you don't want to miss your teddy bear's tea party."
"Well..." But Elphaba was speechless. She walked back down the stairs to tower over Galinda. Galinda was much shorter, and found herself having to look up so much that her neck started to hurt. "Galinda Arduenna, I hate you." she whispered.
"I know." Galinda whispered back, a devilish grin on her face. "Now, stop making a scene and appologize to Fiyero."
"For what? Dancing?"
"With Avaric!"
"Why does he care? It's not like anyone else was going to ask me!"
"Well, maybe he was!" Galinda realized that she and Elphaba had both progressed to shouting. "Now go appologize!" She turned to see that she had been trapped to the refreshment table. She casually picked up a chocolate eclair and ate it. Elphaba tossed her head to throw her wavy hair, a move she'd learned from Galinda, and strode over to tap Fiyero on the shoulder. He turned, and Elphaba felt her confidence wavering. She looked down at her hands. Her fingers were twisting.
"Look, um, Fiyero, I'm... uh..."
"No, Elphaba," Fiyero caught her wrists and lifted her chin so that she was looking at him. "I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For blowing up at you like that."
"I'm sorry, Fiyero, if I had known how you would have reacted, I-"
"I shouldn't have reacted like that." Elphaba looked down.
"Yes, well,"
"Now, may I have this dance?"
Okay, that was really stupid, and kind of cheesy, but I hope the next one will be better.