Galindafication part 3
Notes in the Margins series Part 3
Title: Galindafication part 3/4
Rating: PG
Subject: musical verse
Disclaimer: I don't own them or we would all be living in a different world
Notes: This is a continuation from my last story Beautiful which can be found by following the link. This begins a new chapter and falls in the play between the night after Popular and the moring Dr. Dillamond is fired. It can be read on its own but will probably be a bit clearer if you've read the previous piece. I hope you enjoy.
part 1
part 2
Elphaba listened for the soft tinkle of bells to indicate the girls had left the shop and squared her shoulders preparing to step out of the dressing room. As she did she looked at herself in the mirror for the first time. What she saw there was something she had never seen before. It made her feel strangely self-conscious in a way she had never before experienced. She found herself tugging at the hem of the shirt in a nervous fashion, fascinated to see the striking but not displeasing contrast of her green skin with the bright white fabric. Elphaba didn’t know what she thought about her reflection, the image staring back at her was too foreign and the feeling of femininity that seemed to have enveloped her was too strange. The best Elphaba could manage was to shake off these emotions and exit the dressing room hoping that this would satisfy Galinda and they could end this whole silly escapade.
Galinda turned as she heard the door to the dressing room open behind her. As she saw Elphie exit, the troublesome thoughts her classmates had inspired seemed to evaporate like mist in the sun. Elphaba was breathtaking. Her curves were shown just enough to temp the imagination without being overt and the color, the white against her skin, was gorgeous. Galinda had never seen anything so perfect. She walked over to Elphaba and reached out, wanting to bring a lock of inky black hair over her shoulder to accentuate the quality of dark on light. As she did so the back of her hand brushed whisper light down Elphaba’s chest. She knew the touch was too intimate to be appropriate but she found that she didn’t care.
“You are amazing,” as she spoke Galinda’s sparkling blue eyes met Elphaba’s rich, dark orbs. “I have never seen anything as beautiful as you right now, just like this.” She wanted to be able to say more but the words just seemed to stop in her throat. There were so many things she wanted to express that she seemed unable to it made her slightly dizzy with the enormity of it all. She felt a tingling where her hand felt the warmth of Elphaba’s skin through her shirt and couldn’t help but wonder how that touch was so much more powerful than anything she’d felt with far more intimate contact. It was all more than Galinda could process.
Elphaba was frozen as much by Galinda’s words as her touch. She had expected to come out of the dressing room to compliments. If nothing else Galinda would never admit she had failed to pick out the perfect outfit. This situation, however, was completely outside Elphaba’s experience. She had expected some sort of artifice, something that resembled the shallow girl Elphaba had always seen Galinda turn into around her friends. But, the minute Galinda had seen her it seemed that girl was nowhere to be found. Elphaba didn’t have the slightest idea what to do with the girl who was standing before her looking at her with those eyes that burned too brightly to look into and yet tugged at Elphaba in such a way she couldn’t look anywhere else.
Galinda, for her part, didn’t have the faintest idea where these feelings had come from either but they were more powerful than she was. She could feel heat flushing her skin and the racing of her heart made her feel slightly light headed. For someone so well versed in human interactions she felt as though she had lost her grip on her people skills. She knew that she should just compliment her friend and move on, but this moment seemed heavy with so much more than two friends shopping. She found herself thinking that just the night before she had danced in the arms of the most handsome man she had ever met and yet not once during that night had she felt like this. Here she stood in the middle of a dress shop in the market district of Shiz staring into the most amazing, fathomless eyes she had ever seen feeling all the things she should have felt then.
Elphaba watched emotions flicker through Galinda’s expressive blue eyes marveling at the changes as they flowed past. She wished she could say something, anything to relieve the tension that was growing in the air. There was a sense of something indefinable looming in the electrical charge that arced between them and Elphaba found the pressure of it terrifying. Had she ever been on the verge of kissing someone before she would have been able to identify this feeling, but, as it was, she had no name for it and it caused a kind of panic to swell in her chest. They seemed to be drawing closer together as the seconds dragged past at an excruciatingly slow pace. Parts of Elphaba were screaming that she should run, bolt out the door as fast as she could but her feet seemed glued to the spot.
Galinda knew this moment, when a kiss is suddenly inevitable. She just couldn’t believe it was going to happen here. It most certainly had never been her intention to kiss Elphie. Contrary to popular opinion Galinda wasn’t stupid, she knew she felt many things for her roommate but she had always meant those feelings to remain safely hidden in the secret place in her heart she had hidden so many things since she was a child. Every feeling she had ever had that she knew she wasn’t supposed to feel, everything she had ever done that had caused her mother to be mortified, they were all kept safely locked up. Her attraction to Elphie was supposed to stay there too, not out here in public and certainly not for Elphie to see.
Their lips were only a breath apart when Galinda felt the fear seize her mind just enough for her to divert her course and place a soft kiss just to the corner of Elphaba’s lips. It could almost be considered a kiss on the cheek really, if one did not pay attention to the amount of time she stood on tiptoe so her perfect pink lips could linger on the spot that dimpled so perfectly when Elphaba graced her with a rare smile. Even this seemingly innocent touch made Galinda feel many not so innocent things. She only hoped she had covered up her true intentions. This was not the place and these things were far too…combustible…to be dealt with right now. There was a selfish voice in Galinda that told her there was never going to be a right time to deal with this and it was best left alone.
Elphaba didn’t quite know what hit her. It was an innocent enough kiss, though somewhere in her heart she knew it wasn’t supposed to be, and yet it was causing her stomach to do flips and her skin to flush with prickly heat. She was both relieved and profoundly disappointed that Galinda had shifted her intent at the last moment. As much as she refused to lie to herself and say she hadn’t wanted the kiss she also knew it would have immeasurably complicated everything and her life was complicated enough. It was much easier to just be friends with Galinda and put the rest of those feelings in that box of what might have been and leave them there. Logic told her it was best this way, but her heart and her body were crying out in youthful disappointment and frustration.
Title: Galindafication part 3/4
Rating: PG
Subject: musical verse
Disclaimer: I don't own them or we would all be living in a different world
Notes: This is a continuation from my last story Beautiful which can be found by following the link. This begins a new chapter and falls in the play between the night after Popular and the moring Dr. Dillamond is fired. It can be read on its own but will probably be a bit clearer if you've read the previous piece. I hope you enjoy.
part 1
part 2
Elphaba listened for the soft tinkle of bells to indicate the girls had left the shop and squared her shoulders preparing to step out of the dressing room. As she did she looked at herself in the mirror for the first time. What she saw there was something she had never seen before. It made her feel strangely self-conscious in a way she had never before experienced. She found herself tugging at the hem of the shirt in a nervous fashion, fascinated to see the striking but not displeasing contrast of her green skin with the bright white fabric. Elphaba didn’t know what she thought about her reflection, the image staring back at her was too foreign and the feeling of femininity that seemed to have enveloped her was too strange. The best Elphaba could manage was to shake off these emotions and exit the dressing room hoping that this would satisfy Galinda and they could end this whole silly escapade.
Galinda turned as she heard the door to the dressing room open behind her. As she saw Elphie exit, the troublesome thoughts her classmates had inspired seemed to evaporate like mist in the sun. Elphaba was breathtaking. Her curves were shown just enough to temp the imagination without being overt and the color, the white against her skin, was gorgeous. Galinda had never seen anything so perfect. She walked over to Elphaba and reached out, wanting to bring a lock of inky black hair over her shoulder to accentuate the quality of dark on light. As she did so the back of her hand brushed whisper light down Elphaba’s chest. She knew the touch was too intimate to be appropriate but she found that she didn’t care.
“You are amazing,” as she spoke Galinda’s sparkling blue eyes met Elphaba’s rich, dark orbs. “I have never seen anything as beautiful as you right now, just like this.” She wanted to be able to say more but the words just seemed to stop in her throat. There were so many things she wanted to express that she seemed unable to it made her slightly dizzy with the enormity of it all. She felt a tingling where her hand felt the warmth of Elphaba’s skin through her shirt and couldn’t help but wonder how that touch was so much more powerful than anything she’d felt with far more intimate contact. It was all more than Galinda could process.
Elphaba was frozen as much by Galinda’s words as her touch. She had expected to come out of the dressing room to compliments. If nothing else Galinda would never admit she had failed to pick out the perfect outfit. This situation, however, was completely outside Elphaba’s experience. She had expected some sort of artifice, something that resembled the shallow girl Elphaba had always seen Galinda turn into around her friends. But, the minute Galinda had seen her it seemed that girl was nowhere to be found. Elphaba didn’t have the slightest idea what to do with the girl who was standing before her looking at her with those eyes that burned too brightly to look into and yet tugged at Elphaba in such a way she couldn’t look anywhere else.
Galinda, for her part, didn’t have the faintest idea where these feelings had come from either but they were more powerful than she was. She could feel heat flushing her skin and the racing of her heart made her feel slightly light headed. For someone so well versed in human interactions she felt as though she had lost her grip on her people skills. She knew that she should just compliment her friend and move on, but this moment seemed heavy with so much more than two friends shopping. She found herself thinking that just the night before she had danced in the arms of the most handsome man she had ever met and yet not once during that night had she felt like this. Here she stood in the middle of a dress shop in the market district of Shiz staring into the most amazing, fathomless eyes she had ever seen feeling all the things she should have felt then.
Elphaba watched emotions flicker through Galinda’s expressive blue eyes marveling at the changes as they flowed past. She wished she could say something, anything to relieve the tension that was growing in the air. There was a sense of something indefinable looming in the electrical charge that arced between them and Elphaba found the pressure of it terrifying. Had she ever been on the verge of kissing someone before she would have been able to identify this feeling, but, as it was, she had no name for it and it caused a kind of panic to swell in her chest. They seemed to be drawing closer together as the seconds dragged past at an excruciatingly slow pace. Parts of Elphaba were screaming that she should run, bolt out the door as fast as she could but her feet seemed glued to the spot.
Galinda knew this moment, when a kiss is suddenly inevitable. She just couldn’t believe it was going to happen here. It most certainly had never been her intention to kiss Elphie. Contrary to popular opinion Galinda wasn’t stupid, she knew she felt many things for her roommate but she had always meant those feelings to remain safely hidden in the secret place in her heart she had hidden so many things since she was a child. Every feeling she had ever had that she knew she wasn’t supposed to feel, everything she had ever done that had caused her mother to be mortified, they were all kept safely locked up. Her attraction to Elphie was supposed to stay there too, not out here in public and certainly not for Elphie to see.
Their lips were only a breath apart when Galinda felt the fear seize her mind just enough for her to divert her course and place a soft kiss just to the corner of Elphaba’s lips. It could almost be considered a kiss on the cheek really, if one did not pay attention to the amount of time she stood on tiptoe so her perfect pink lips could linger on the spot that dimpled so perfectly when Elphaba graced her with a rare smile. Even this seemingly innocent touch made Galinda feel many not so innocent things. She only hoped she had covered up her true intentions. This was not the place and these things were far too…combustible…to be dealt with right now. There was a selfish voice in Galinda that told her there was never going to be a right time to deal with this and it was best left alone.
Elphaba didn’t quite know what hit her. It was an innocent enough kiss, though somewhere in her heart she knew it wasn’t supposed to be, and yet it was causing her stomach to do flips and her skin to flush with prickly heat. She was both relieved and profoundly disappointed that Galinda had shifted her intent at the last moment. As much as she refused to lie to herself and say she hadn’t wanted the kiss she also knew it would have immeasurably complicated everything and her life was complicated enough. It was much easier to just be friends with Galinda and put the rest of those feelings in that box of what might have been and leave them there. Logic told her it was best this way, but her heart and her body were crying out in youthful disappointment and frustration.