I don't own Fiyeraba.
It's me Fiyero, your favorite prince! Okay, I know you're just about to crumple this letter and throw it into the trash can since you probably don't want anything to do with me. Don't. Seriously, I'm here to apologize to you for those jokes and cruel remarks I've said about you. My apologies for every nasty words I've said. I was not brought up that way.
You must be wondering in that genius mind of yours, why I'm here writing to you. It's funny how life works. At what point have you become a distraction to me? I see you all the time at the library concentrating on your studies. I'm there...well, not to study, but pretending to. I sit several tables away from you with a pile of books in front of me as if to hide myself from watching you. Not sure if you even noticed me.
I've never met anyone like you. And no! Its not what you're thinking...green. I see pass that. One day you'll make something of yourself. You're remarkably intelligent, and speak your mind. Yet, I find you distant and cold in manner finding you unfriendly. Okay, wait! Keep on reading. But I think that's just a facade of the real you. Deep down you have a good heart, a caring one, a soft one. But you're afraid to open up to just anyone. Okay, there's Glinda. You're best friends now. To everyone else, you're on your guard. Hey! I don't blame you. I'm not that carefree dancing through life prince which everyone thinks I am. They really don't know the real me. I get a feeling that you do, don't you?
We have more in common than you think. You're here to study, to make a life for yourself after graduation. I'm here to make something out of myself, too. At first, it was just to please my parents. But now, my way of thinking about life has changed considerably. I have that to thank you for. Sure, I'll always have a job in the royal sector, but I want more than just being a prince or for Oz sakes, a king one day. Not sure if that's what I want. To achieve my accomplishments on a job well done is what I really want. And you, my dear Elphaba are a perfect example of success headed in your future.
I couldn't tell you all what was on my mind. I'd get tongue-tied anyway with you staring at me blinkless with those huge brown eyes of yours. I must say they are a set of gorgeous eyes. You've ignored me to a point where I'm probably just some invisible character to you. But hey! It's not your fault. I wouldn't want to associate with me either.
There's so much more I want to say, but I'll stop for now. Hope to hear from you...if not, please accept my apologies.
You're walking away from your table. I'll end now, and slip this into your notepad. Really don't want to slip this under your door. I don't want Glinda to find it first thing in the morning. And with Glinda...well, that's okay. She's another story.
TBC - Chapter 2
Author's Note: Hopefully Elphaba responds to Fiyero's letter