Is this a good fanfiction? I just wanna know what Ya'll think.?

Glinda snapped awake, frozen with fear. Feeling watched. She rolled over, searching through layers of blanket and darkness, looking frantically for Fiyero, for the feeling of safety. She searched for what seemed like forever to no avail. Glinda, nearly in hysterics, desperately trying to calm herself down, 閳ユ窔t閳ユ獨 just your imagination.閳?She repeated to herself, so rapidly she could hardy find words in what sounded like mindless babbling. Then suddenly, the light flickered on and she could hear the reassuring sound of Fiyero閳ユ獨 voice, calming her, soothing her and eventually asking her what was wrong. 閳ユ窔 woke up閳?someone watching閳ヮ毌 was sure of it閳?I looked閳?you weren閳ユ獩 there閳ワ腹鈧?Glinda suddenly stopped realizing how crazy she sounded, even to herself. She had been so sure, it couldn閳ユ獩 have been a dream, could it? No. Even though she hadn閳ユ獩 seen them, she could feel them, looking, staring, and maybe not meaning harm閳?But still they had been there, and that was frightening. Fiyero would never believe her, so she just settled on 閳ユ壕鈧?I閳ユ獡 sorry Fiyero darling, it must have been a dream.閳?He lay down next to her and pulled her into a close embrace and with the soothing sound of his breathing, fell asleep. Only to be woken the next day by the sunlight streaming through the open curtains. Before lifting her head off the pillow, she checked to see if she was in sight of Fiyero and then, when knowing for sure he could not see her, dashed to the bathroom to fix what she knew, because of last night閳ユ獨 hysterics, would be a particularly bad case of bed hair. She knew she was incredibly vain, but she was scared of what Fiyero would think of her, un-made-up and bad haired. He had seen her in her pyjamas many times, but never with bad hair OR bags under her eyes. A look, Glinda was sure, would repel any man, even, strangely enough, from the love of his life. After making sure all of her was presentable, she left the bathroom and entered the kitchen/lounge, where Fiyero was sitting casually at the table reading 閳ユ翻he Daily Oz閳?Laughing, no doubt about a comic. She didn閳ユ獩 understand why he pretended to read that dreadfully boring thing. Or if he did really read it, why then did he have no idea about current affairs, or even, why did he read it in the first place? He was no smarter then her, she found it dull and lacking in style. She yawned a very lady-like yawn, to get his attention and casually just to satisfy her curiosity, asked him what he was reading about, he replied with 閳ユ穾n article on Elphie.閳? She knew he wasn閳ユ獩 really, they didn閳ユ獩 print things like that in the paper, too trivial, or something. Glinda didn閳ユ獩 really care about that sort of stuff. Fashion magazines were more her things, and only things she had worn herself were in them. Fiyero obviously didn閳ユ獩 want to talk. 閳ユ窔 am going out閳?shopping.閳?Glinda proclaimed, bubbly, falsely, again. She wished she could tell him, show him the real her, the her that wanted to be smarter, know what was going on, she wanted to be able to talk to people as smart as Elphie and not feel completely stupid. 閳ユ发aybe I should just go to the library and try to閳?no, shopping閳ユ獨 more fun.閳? And that was the end of her doubts about her brains and her 閳ユ竾alseness閳? Shopping and accessories awaited her at the mall.

Is this a good fanfiction? I just wanna know what Ya'll think.?

So far it's rather intriguing. You've got some interesting characters in Glinda and Elphie. I would have liked to read a little more about what Glinda's dream was about. Who were the people or things "looking" and "staring" at her? :-)