Chapter 1

Glinda's POV & Pride


I know I am guilty of it.

I have always been guilty of it. Ever since I was a child I always wanted to be the best. Have the best dressed, the most friends. I thought had all those things to. Because for the most part, I did.

But now it's different monster altogether.

I think to myself that it's funny that Elphaba thinks no one knows where she is, what she's doing. Does she know how many guards I have around the city?

Is she still that naïve?

Does she not know some of her inner most circle report back, to me?

When I see Fiyero I play a dainty smile across my lips and tell him if he should she her to tell her I miss her. Because I know he will see her. Is still seeing her.

But it is not a lie, I do miss her. I want to see her. I am dying to talk to her.

But why, should I chase someone who is running away from me so?

Why should I seek out someone who clearly does not want to be found?

I am not a hard person to find. I am not the one covering my every move.

If she wants to talk to me, she knows where I am, where I'll be waiting.

As much as it breaks my heart, it cannot break my pride.

Like it? Hate it? Tell me.