Glinda was sitting at her desk, signing one girl's paper. Suddenly she popped up, out of her chair, and screamed,

"I don't want to be good any more!" The little girl, horribly terrified at this madness, screamed and ran to the corner of the room.

"I don't want to do any more stupid poses! I don't want to wear short shorts any longer! I don't want to be the advertisement on all of the Yellow Brick Road! And finally, I don't want to be good! I don't want to be the Good Witch of the South! I want to be the Wicked Witch of the South!"

The girl screamed once more as Glinda started singing, (to the tune of Popular, from Wicked)

I---don't wanna be popular

I wanna be evil

Have no boys

Knocking at the door

I---don't wanna be doin' poses

Wanna be wearin' a hat

Have green paint

All over my face

I---don't wanna be popular

Wanna be the outcast

Have them chanting

AHH! Here comes the Wicked Witch of the South!

Glinda stopped, as she heard the scraping of the door as it opened. If I'm to be evil, I must have that door fixed! Glinda thought.

Just then, to everyone in Oz's wonder, Elphaba came in, doing about ten poses before she said, in a very cutesy tone, "My, Glinda, I've realized I want to be popular now!"

In answer, Glinda croaked, "Elphaba, aren't you supposed to be…dead!"

By this time, the girl was in complete shock.

"Oh no, Glinda, how silly you are!" said Elphaba. "Where that little, good girl Dorothy poured that awesome water on me, was a hole! Isn't that like so cool! So anyway, I performed" -she did a pose- "just a little trick to add to the effect."

Please tell me if I should add more, because I'm really not sure. Anyway, I don't normally write like this, but the desire just made me.