-A Few Months Later-
"Hopefully with what most of you, I hope, you have started thinking about your project and hopefully most of you got a head start on it." Zedekiah said sitting on the edge of his desk, "You're project is due at the end of the semester, and before any of you ask, yes, you can turn it in early." He smiled looking at me, "Now that being said class is out early. I'll see you all on Monday." He said returning to his seat.
I walked over to his desk, laying the essay that isn't due 'til Wednesday on his desk. He looked up at me giving me a grin.
"You never cease to amaze me." He picked up the paper, "I'm even considering letting you teach one day."
"Don't play favorites, makes for too many unhappy students."
"They'll get over it." He said as the door closed, "You still coming over tonight?" He asked pretending to scan through my paper.
"Yes but I can't stay the night. Nessa has been on my case lately."
"Still? Okay, I'll live. I think." He smiled, "I'll see you tonight."
-Dorm Room-
Ness was pacing when I walked into the room.
"Class was over like five hours ago, I come back to the room and you weren't here. Where were you? I almost called Mom."
"Calm down Ness. I can take care of myself."
"Filía where were you?"
"I was out, doing my own thing, being an adult without having a mother nag on me." I said, "Honestly, I'm surprised that you aren't with Quillam."
"He goes by Isaias."
"Good for him."
"You're impossible." She spat.
"Me? I'm not the one running off with a guy that Glinda doesn't approve off."
"At least I'm not hiding mine."
"Where are my supplies Ness?" I asked noticing that my desk was cleared.
"I don't know, and if I did I wouldn't tell you." She said storming out of the room.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I gathered my coat and money then walked down to the craft store, again.
"Hey Filía, what's up?" Liir said getting up from the bench.
"Ness hid my supplies for the History project. So I'm going to the store, again."
"I'll walk with you. Besides all Quillam does is talk about-"
"So does Nessa." I cut him off.
When we got to the store we went and gathered my things, as much as I hate Sorcery class, that levitation spell comes in handy. Liir went to look at something that caught his eye, as I went the go and get some glue. As I was looking at the different varieties, I heard mumbling, like in the form of a spell. It was a fire ball spell. Losing my concentration, the things that I was levitating crashed to the ground. When I turned to face my opponent, the fire ball had already been released and before I knew it Liir came out of nowhere and jumped in front of me. When he hit the floor he was unconscious. I tried to remember a Healing spell or something but nothing came to mind. I froze. I don't know what happened-all I know is that I was helpless.
-Three days Later-
I sat in a café near the school's infirmary drinking my third cup of coffee, when Zedekiah took the seat across from me. I barely realized he was there, until he spoke.
"How are you doing?"
I jerked my head up and rubbed my eyes, "I'm fine." I lied.
"Filía, no matter how hard you try, you can't hide from me." He said taking my cup away, "You need to get some sleep."
"I'm not going back to my room. Actually, I'm not going back to school at all."
"Filía-"
"I'm serious. I couldn't remember a spell from healing yet I'm passing the class with flying colors, plus I'm tired of getting detention from someone who hates me. The only reason I even lasted this long is because of you."
"Then do it a little longer." He said taking my hand in his, "We can get through this."
"I'm tired of the same thing happening every day." I yanked my hand away, "I'm tired of people getting hurt. I have to find the guy who did this."
"Filía-"
"You can't change my mind." I interrupted.
"If I can't change your opinion in a class room, I think I know that I can't change your mind in reality." He pulled out a key from his pocket and placed it in my hand, "Go to my place. Climb into bed and get some sleep. Then you can go and save the world."
He did it again he managed to put a smile on my face. I nod my head and stood up. I started to walk away when Zedekiah grabbed my waist and pulled me against his chest, "Since you won't be a student anymore." He pulled me into a kiss. All eyes were locked on us, "I'll see you after my last class."
He smiled and gave me another kiss, and then- horror of horrors- he did that cute little thing that guys do and he raised one of his eyebrows. I had to hold in a giggle as I felt eyes burning holes in the back of my head. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this."
I simply smiled as I turned, waved goodbye to my class mates and walked out of the room.
-Back at my Room-
Like I expected, Ness wasn't in the room. I grab a piece of paper and set the letter Liir left with meon the desk and wrote my own letter:
Nessarose,
I hope you're happy with the decisions that you've been making. I realize, now, that you'll never forgive me, and I don't expect you too, but know this: Quillam was never right for you Liir was the obvious choice for you. The letter is from Liir, he asked me to hold it for him since you were with Quillam. He didn't want to upset you. Liir loved you. More than Quillam ever will, because of you, I'm leaving the University. Because of you, I'm going to go find myself. I'm not leaving Oz, not yet, so thank you for ruining my life so yours could be perfect.
P.S. If you call that perfect, then I'm okay with my imperfection.
The Girl You Use To Know,
Filía Elphaba Thropp
I signed the letter with a fulvous and set it down on the desk then I walked away from everything I knew and you know what? I didn't look back.
-A Few Days Later-
I stared at the castle my mother had been killed in. strangely enough and the may seem morbid to you, It was the only place that made me feel like I'm home. But something was different this time. Of me being you know me, I had to find out what.
Something was out of place.
So I went in. I slowly, carefully opened the door, listening to the long screeching that would soon come to a halt. I stood still as a stuate in the entry way, waiting to see for someone to come rushing to the door, waiting to see if anyone would come and see who has entered… But no one came.
So, I proceeded deeper into the castle. I searched every nook and crany on every floor expect for the last one. Just as I was about to go up the last flight of stairs, I heard someone singing in the library.
They called me wicked. They said I'd never change…
All my earthly years I'd always be the same old wicked witch…
But I know something great lies deep within my heart…
But there was one who dared believed,
That there was something more to me
To her you see I'd always be,
More than Wicked Witch.
Suddenly, I realized that I was standing in the door way, I don't remember walking over here but here I was. And there she was standing with her back to me, she had her hand on the book self, and she was there, actually physically there. I know I saw her.
I saw a tall long haired woman. She was dress in a simple black gown that flowed gracefully about her ankles. Her dark hair was obsecure by the classic pointed witch hat. I didn't see her face, I didn't have to; I already knew who it was.
"Don't be shy dear. Please, let me see you." She said turning ever so slightly so I could just see a hint of her profile.
I slowly stepped forward, smiling. I watched her as she stepped away from the book self, turned and reached up and took off her hat. The moment seemed to last forever but sure enough she looked up and my eyes met her eyes I was right, she looked just like my mother, only you know, I'm not green, another thing I was right about is that she's not dead, she's alive and she's back. She walked closer to me until she was just inches away, if I wanted to I could reach out and touch her. But I didn't because I didn't want her to disappear and this dream to end, just like every other good thing in my life and I stood there and looked at her and she smiled.
"You look just like your father, but your hair it's-"
"Originally black, it's always been black, it's brown it goes better with my skin." I said that whole sentences without taking a single breath I was nervous, I'll admit it, I was standing here taking to my mother, for the first time in my life. And it just so happens to be that my mother is the Wicked Witch of the West, how 'bout them apples, eh, Snow White? She smiled, my mother is exceptionally beautiful when she smiles, she could be Miss Oz if she did have a complection equivalent to that of a ripe jealopeno. That was mean, bad Filía.
"It sounds like we have a lot to talk about," She said, "So, how about you get ready for bed and we'll camp out in my room."
Wow she sounds serious about this, I mean, I know she my mom but we just met. This is crazy I don't know how to handle this, wow. Just wow. How do I respond to that?
"Okay that sounds…" I never finished my sentence because she hugged me, tighter that I have ever been hugged before. It was one of those hugs where all you could do is hug them back and not let go I didn't dare say a word, 'cause I'm pretty sure that I was going to start crying like a baby.
"Filía," My mother whispered, "I love you so much, I always did, I may not have raised you but I have always loved you." Then she pulled away composed herself, then walked over to the door. She turned gave me one of those dazzling smiles. Suddenly she was gone, but she's not really gone. Look out Oz, Elphaba is back.