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Chapter 1

Elphaba's head lowered as she stared at the floor in shame, a deep ochre blush enveloping her whole face. For the first time in her life she felt like she was going to cry. They had finally gotten the better of her. Just as she was attempting to blink away the tears which threatened to come she felt a smaller, soft hand slide into her own and grip it determinedly.
Elphaba's head shot up to find the least likely person stood by her side. Galinda. Shoulders back, eyes narrowed and glaring at her class mates. They all looked back at Galinda with infinitely confused faces, all turning to each other and silently mouthing questions and then returning their attention to Galinda.
Miss Pfannee, the boldest of the group, stepped forward uncertainly, "Miss Galinda darling, wha-... What are you doing?"
"Leave her alone." She murmured menacingly, not properly answering her question. Gently tugging Elphaba's hand she led the shuddering green girl back towards their dorm room without saying another word.

By the time they reached their room Elphaba was taking deep, fuming breaths, trying to control her anger, nails digging into her palms and teeth grinding. Galinda was still as composed as ever, gently placing her keys on her bedside table and combing through her hair with her fingers. She cast a wry glance over her shoulder in the green girl's direction, acknowledging the rage flashing in her eyes she said, "Miss Elphaba, calm down."
Elphaba released a shaky breath and lowered her head into her hands, her words came out muffled, "I've put up with this my whole life..."
The blond sighed and sat down on the bed next to her, "You shouldn't have to put up with it, you're better than that."
Elphaba raised her head as well as an eyebrow, "Are you feeling ok?"
She frowned a little, "I feel fine, why?"
Elphaba just chuckled and looked her in the eye and literally saw the penny drop as sudden realisation washed over Galinda's face. The blond smiled and gently nudged the ebony haired girl's shoulder, "You're not that bad."
Elphaba, unusually shy, nudged her back, "You're ok too, I suppose."
Dimples. She had dimples. Having never seen her smile before Galinda was a little awestruck by the realisation. There was something cute about Elphaba, the words shouldn't even have been in the same sentence, yet there they were; contrasting beautifully with her sharp features, softening her whole face.
A few minutes of silence passed and Galinda rose from the bed and began some noncommittal fussing over her hair;entwining it around her delicate fingers, its golden sheen reflecting the light and the curls framing her face. Elphaba couldn't help but watch as though entranced by the precious hair before her, the precious girl before her. She could barely begin to comprehend what Galinda had done for her, what this meant to their relationship, if you could call it that. Why she had done it was beyond her, and if she could read Galinda's body language rightly, Galinda was a little surprised with herself too.

Galinda proceeded to pull pins from her hair and replace them in exactly the same place, holding them between her lips as she adjusted her curls, her mind beginning to wander back to only half an hour earlier and what she had witnessed...

She finished applying her lipstick, her prefect face reflecting in the small compact mirror, her cupid's bow lips shining a glossy pink. With a sharp click she snapped the mirror shut and thrust it in her handbag with expert precision and began to walk in the direction of her life sciences lecture. It was then that she heard the heckling.
It was cruel and animalistic, and it wasn't far away. Without a moment's hesitation Galinda turned on her heal and headed towards the noises, totally unsure of why she was doing so. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was her own sadistic cruelty. Or maybe, deep down, she knew who was the victim of the baying and jeering. She halted in the doorway, eyes roaming over the lone figure with hunched shoulders; she was positioned in the middle of a group of gaggling teenagers. Galinda was about to convince herself to leave when she heard a sneering voice.
Miss Pfannee was speaking, "Was your mother a miserable green bitch too? She probably died of shame, I mean, who would want to even be associated with the likes of you? You're disgusting!"
Galinda felt a wave of rage flow through her, the injustice of the situation had her heckles rising and her head reeling. From her perspective Elphaba wasn't the disgusting animal from the outside at all, it was the crowd. All of them. They were like scavengers picking away at an innocent creature until there was only its bones left, like they were steadily plucking away its spirit. And Galinda couldn't let that happen.
She was trembling. Elphaba was trembling. Her eyes narrowed and she strode forward, determinedly grasping the slender green hand. She noted absently how soft Elphaba's palms were. She stood up before the group...

*

Elphaba woke that night gasping for air, it was the middle of the night and her muscles were shaking and her bed sheets tangled up in her legs. She'd been having a dream, a dream that for some reason terrified her. The aggravating part was she could barely remember what it had been about. Why had she been so frightened? Because she knew it wasn't who she was running from that she was scared of, it was what she was running to. Alone. She was running to it alone. It made her feel sick, it always did.

Galinda had heard Elphaba wake up in the middle of the night, jolted from some sort of nightmare in the dark, her quiet whimpering was the only sound to be heard in the dorm room. Galinda watched her proud and strong-willed roommate's form shuddering on her mattress. But Galinda didn't move. She didn't get up and she didn't console her, it wasn't her place; she barely knew the girl. She doubted she ever would.
With a regretful sigh she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to let sleep take her. Elphaba's trembling form was the still imprinted on her eyelids and it was the last thing she saw.

Ok, A bit slow I know, but that's the first chapter -creative criticism please? :)