This was inspired by the song So She Dances, from the new Josh Groban CD. It's my first attempt at anything even close to this, so have mercy.

I don't own Wicked.

"I need some air!" Fiyero yelled to Galinda and her giggling group of friends, who had gathered around him, asking questions about his previous schools and his recent photo shoot in the latest issue of Ozmopolitan. He smiled charmingly and walked away, breathing a sigh of relief and heading for the balcony. The cool air hit his face and left him feeling refreshed; he looked out over the balcony. Below was a courtyard, and beyond that a glowing view of The Emerald City. Leaning over the edge, he looked up at the clear fall sky. Suddenly, a rustling noise from below him made him jump and almost fall over the railing. He looked down to see what it was that had startled him. Peering through the darkness, he could barely make out a slender figure below him.

Squinting his eyes, he focused in on the dark outline in the courtyard. Looking closer, it appeared that the young woman had not noticed his presence – she continued staring through the courtyard at something he could not see, hugging her arms close to her body for warmth. Staring intently at her, he realized that it was Galinda's green roomie; she had taken off the silly hat she had been wearing earlier. It was impossible to mistake her sharp features, even in the semi-darkness. In the moonlight, she hardly appeared green anymore. In fact, her skin seemed to take on a pearly luminescence in the lighting, making her appear more elegant and –dare the think it? - beautiful.

Entranced, he watched as she began dancing, humming a melody unlike any song that he had ever heard before.

A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window
To sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace

A waltz for the girl out of reach
She lifts her hands up to the sky
She moves with the music
The song is her lover
The melody's making her cry

He was taken aback by the frankness and grace of her motions. In their classes, she always had appeared guarded and on edge. Now, looking down at her in the moonlight, it seemed that she had nothing to hide any longer. The freedom of her movements was inspiring. He wanted to call down to her, jump the balcony and ask to join her in her solitary waltz. But what would Galinda think, if she saw such a thing? Or any of his new friends, for that matter? Fiyero, the swankified Winkie prince, dancing with the outspoken, angry green girl… It was laughable. But for a moment, he wondered what it would be like if he too could lose inhibitions and set himself free, just like Elphaba was.

A waltz for the chance I should take
But how will I know where to start
She's spinning between constellations and dreams
The rhythm is my beating heart

So she dances
In and out of the crowd, like a glance
This romance is
From afar, calling me silently

Shifting his weight, he accidentally kicked a rock over the edge of the balcony. The rock landed hard in the courtyard, shattering the silence and shaking both the Winkie prince and the awkward green girl from their separate reveries. He quickly moved back as she peered up into the shadowy region above her.

"Hello?" he heard her call into the darkness. He stood as still as a statue, hoping not to be seen or heard. Footsteps echoed through the courtyard, and she was gone.

Cursing to himself, he tried to shake the image from his mind. But as hard as he tried, the melody and the dance and the pearly skin in the moonlight would not leave his mind for a moment. He vowed that the next time he saw her in class, he would talk to her and find out more about her.

I can't keep on watching forever
I'd give up this view just to tell her…