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Galinda sat on her bed, reading an Ozmopolitan magazine while filing her nails. Elphaba laid in the adjacent bed, taking a nap. The blonde slowly lifted her gaze to her sleeping roommate. Smiling, she looked at the clock. Almost six. She was about to get up when she heard a soft moan from behind her. Turning around, she saw Elphaba stir and slowly open her eyes.
"Good evening, sleepy head," Galinda giggled, walking over to Elphaba and sitting down on the bed next to her.
Elphaba pushed herself up and turned towards the blonde. She smiled, feeling Galinda thread her fingers with hers. "Hi. What time is it?"
"Almost six."
Nodding, Elphaba slowly got out of bed and stretched. "What have you been doing?"
"Nothing much," Galinda shrugged. "I've been reading."
"Ozmopolitan magazines?" Elphaba chuckled.
"Maybe," the blonde muttered, casually throwing the magazine over her shoulder.
Elphaba heard the magazine crash into the wall and fall to the floor. "You're still reading those?"
"No," Galinda whispered, shaking her head. "That was the old Galinda. The new Galinda reads regular big girl books." The blonde marched over to her desk and grabbed the first book she saw. She opened it up to a random page and scanned through it. Huffing, she closed the book and slammed it back onto the desk.
"Problem?" Elphaba asked, lifting her head towards Galinda.
"So… many… words," Galinda groaned, flopping onto her bed with a dramatic sigh.
Elphaba let out a soft giggle as she felt her way to her closet. She went through her dresses, trying to pick something out.
"Are you going out tonight?" Galinda asked, rolling onto her back and looking at her now-upside-down roommate.
"Yes. Fiyero is taking me out to dinner," Elphaba said, still going through her dresses.
"How romantic! Where are you going?"
"The Quilted Stone."
"The really expensive restaurant right off campus?"
"Unless there's another Quilted Stone I'm unaware of," Elphaba said, turning back to her clothes. "Though, I don't think I have anything suitable to wear."
Smiling, Galinda bounced over to her closet and went through her clothes. Elphaba felt her movements and frowned. "No, Galinda."
"No what?"
"I'm not wearing your dresses."
"Why not?"
"All of your dresses stop at my knees, if not… higher," Elphaba said, uncomfortably shifting her weight. "And I… I don't like it when I feel people staring at me."
"Okay. So dresses are out," Galinda said, taking something out of her closet and throwing it onto her bed.
Elphaba heard something hit the blonde's bed and turned. Frowning, she groped towards the bed and felt for the article of clothing. "Wh-What is this?" she asked, running her fingers over something long and silky.
"It's a dress, but it's not short."
"I figured that much. But…"
"Just try it on," Galinda said, gently pushing Elphaba towards the bathroom and closing the door behind her. The blonde stood, hands locked behind her back, waiting for Elphaba to emerge.
Elphaba emerged fifteen minutes later, wearing a stunning evening gown. It was silver, made from expensive silk all the way from Fliaan. Galinda first noticed how perfectly the dress hugged Elphaba's waist. The skirt flowed down from her waist like a silky waterfall and touched the floor. The sleeves stopped about two inches below Elphaba's shoulders and were see-through. Shimmering, lace flowers were imprinted on the bodice of the dress. Two large, silky ribbons, which were supposed to be tied into a bow in the back, hung by the sides of the dress.
"Here," Galinda whispered, approaching her roommate. Stepping behind her, Galinda zipped up the dress and tied the ribbons into a large bow. Smiling, she led Elphaba over to her bed and helped her sit down. The blonde quickly got out her makeup kit and went to work. She put a little lip-gloss on Elphaba's thin, pink lips and gave her a bit of blush and mascara. Working quickly, she grabbed her curling iron and softly curled the green girl's raven hair. Gently taking her hands, she led Elphaba to the full-length mirror to get a better look at her.
"Oh, Elphie," Galinda smiled, wiping a single tear from her eye. "You look absolutely beautiful."
"Th-Thank you," Elphaba smiled, running her hand over the lace flowers across her chest. "This feels expensive."
"My popsicle said that it's all the way from Fliaan. He bought it for me for Lurlinemas. You can keep it if you want."
Elphaba froze and turned towards her best friend. "Galinda, I don't want to take your Lurlinemas present from your father."
"It's okay, Elphie. Besides, it's too long for me, anyways. I don't even want to think about the height of the heels I would have to wear to make sure I don't trip over the dress."
"I thought you liked wearing heels?" Elphaba asked, confused.
"I do, but I never said anything about my feet hurting after a few hours. When Momsie told me that 'beauty is pain', I didn't think it would be that much pain."
Elphaba chuckled and smiled softly as she continued to run her fingers over the dress. "Thank you, Galinda," the green girl finally whispered.
"Anything for my bestest friend," Galinda said, looking at Elphaba through the mirror. She frowned, thinking that something was missing. Snapping her fingers in realization, she skipped over to her vanity and grabbed the pink flower she clipped in Elphaba's hair when they first became friends. She skipped back to her roommate and clipped the flower into her hair. Elphaba's hand slowly rose and lightly touched the flower, her face becoming a darker shade of green in a deep blush. "You're all ready."
"Thanks," the green girl blushed again.
"You're welcome, Elphie. After all, pink goes good with green."
Elphaba laughed and turned to hug her friend. A knock at the door caused the two friends to slowly pull apart. Galinda skipped to the door and threw it open, revealing a very handsome Vinkun prince in a salmon dress shirt, a royal purple jacket and tan pants.
"Hello, Fifi," the blonde giggled, stepping aside to reveal Elphaba.
"Hi, Glin," the prince smiled, lifting his gaze to the green girl. "Wow, Fae. You look…"
Elphaba looked up and gave Fiyero a small, hopeful smile.
"Stunning," Fiyero breathed.
Elphaba blushed. "Thank you." She grabbed her cane and reached for Fiyero's arm. Fiyero took her hand and the two went out together.
"You look beautiful, Fae," Fiyero said once they left Crage Hall.
"You already said that, but thank you," Elphaba smiled.
"Technically, I said you look 'stunning'. After all, pink does go good with green."
"So I've been told."
Fiyero chuckled as he led Elphaba into the restaurant. The waiter led them to a booth and placed two menus in front of them. Elphaba reached out and smiled, feeling the familiar braille bumps.
"They have Braille menus?" Elphaba asked, flipping open to the entrees.
"I made the reservation ahead of time and made sure they had one. Although I thought it would add to the romance if I read the menu to you, I think we both know you wouldn't have liked that."
"I wouldn't have minded," Elphaba admitted quietly.
"Oh. Well, in that case," Fiyero smiled, taking the menu from Elphaba and placing it on the seat next to him.
"Yero!" Elphaba frowned.
"Let's see. First, for entrees, they have Salade Chevre Figue, Tarte aux sardines, Quiche Lorraine, Flan au Roquefort, Soupe à l'Oignon gratinée…"
Elphaba listened quietly as Fiyero continued to read the menu to her. Though she normally would have objected to having the menu read to her, she enjoyed listening to Fiyero's voice.
"And for dessert, they have la mousse au chocolat, la crème brûlée, la glace de chocolat, le gâteau aux carottes, le gâteau aux pommes…"
"Can I get you anything to start?" a waitress said, smiling as she came up to their table. She stared at Elphaba's skin for a while, but quickly snapped out of it and her smile returned.
"I'll take a glass of Violet Virena," Fiyero smiled, turning the page of his menu.
"Mmhmm," the waitress smiled, scribbling Fiyero's drink order into her notepad. "And for you, miss?"
"I'll just have a glass of cider," Elphaba smiled, looking up in the direction of the waitress.
"I'll be right back with your drinks and to take your orders," the waitress smiled, hurrying off to get the drinks.
Elphaba neatly folded her hands in her lap, bowing her head as she blushed.
"What?" Fiyero asked, looking up at his girlfriend and smiling.
"N-Nothing," Elphaba whispered. "It's just that… your Quoxen accent is really good."
"Thank you. I can actually speak fluent Quoxen."
"How long have you been studying it?"
"About five months."
Elphaba frowned. "Yero, the school year started five months ago."
"I'm aware of that. Your point?"
Elphaba smiled. "You mean to tell me that you, Fiyero Tigulaar, the infamous Vinkun prince, have opened a book on your own free will?" Elphaba joked.
"I have my moments. Plus, you're rubbing off on me," Fiyero smiled as the waitress returned with their drinks and took their orders. Elphaba ordered a garden salad with extra tomatoes, while Fiyero ordered the steak, well done, with mashed potatoes. "So, what's been going on?"
"Nothing much," Elphaba sighed as quietly sipped her cider. "Madame Morrible is giving Galinda and I an 'alternative assessment', if you will."
"What is she having you do?"
"Levitate a broom."
"That's not so bad."
"And fly on it."
"On?"
"Yes, on."
"That sounds like fun," the prince smiled.
Elphaba shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"Fae," the prince frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing…"
"Fae, you can tell me."
"I… I don't feel comfortable flying."
"Why not?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Fiyero realized how stupid the question sounded. Wow, he thought. That didn't sound as stupid in my head.
"Yero, I can't see what's directly in front of me when my feet are on the ground. How am I going to be able to fly around in the air?"
Fiyero bit his lip. He wasn't sure what to tell her. All he could do was reach over the table and gently take her hand. "Fae, don't worry. Maybe Madame Morrible will let you do something else."
"Galinda said the same thing. I refuse to be pitied and treated differently than everyone else."
"Yet you want to fly on a magic broom?"
"I didn't say that."
"Fae, you're going to have to make up your mind about what you want," Fiyero said gently, stroking the back of her hand.
Elphaba opened her mouth to respond, but was silenced by the waitress returning with their food.
After eating, the couple returned to Crage Hall, full and exhausted.
"Thank you for tonight, Yero," Elphaba smiled as the prince held the door open for her. "I had a wonderful time."
"I'm glad, Fae," Fiyero smiled, pulling Elphaba in for a kiss.
Blushing, Elphaba gently pulled away. "I love you," she whispered softly, leaning her head against Fiyero's chest.
"I love you, too, Fae," Fiyero smiled, hugging her closer. "Do you want me to walk you to your room?"
"I should be fine by myself," Elphaba said. "Plus, men technically aren't allowed in Crage Hall, so you'd better leave before Morrible comes out and finds you here."
Laughing, Fiyero gave Elphaba's hand a gentle kiss and turned to leave. "Goodnight, Fae," he called over his shoulder.
"Goodnight, Yero," Elphaba whispered, walking towards the stairs. Her cane hit the bottom step and she slowly ascended the staircase. She counted the number of doors to her room and was about to fish out her key from her purse when the door opened, revealing Galinda in her nightgown. Startled, Elphaba jumped back.
"I heard you coming up the stairs," Galinda said, taking Elphaba's hand and guiding her into the room.
"You waited up for me?" Elphaba asked, folding her cane and turning towards the blonde.
"Of course. I want to hear every detail about your date with Fiyero."
Elphaba told her everything, minus the part about her telling him about Morrible's exam. After telling the whole story, Elphaba grabbed her nightgown and went to change. When she came out, she heard Galinda silently humming to herself, probably brushing her hair or filing her nails.
"Goodnight, Galinda," Elphaba yawned, climbing into bed and going to sleep.
"Goodnight, Elphie," the blonde said, a large smile on her face. She put down her hairbrush and looked at the broom leaning against her desk. She was going to help Elphaba pass Morrible's test. Starting tomorrow.
Oh, one thing before you guys review. I have everything planned out for this story (I have all my ideas written on the Notes app on my phone, in case any of you were wondering how I write 8 stories at once and not lose my mind.) Something's gonna happen, and I just don't want you guys to hate me when it does. Just a warning. It's not gonna happen for a while, but just know that it's coming. This has been a public service announcement.
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