1Summary: A little story I began one afternoon in boredom. Whenever I read it I laugh uncontrollably. I go to Oz and become Galinda! The play- but not. I'm a much better Glinda- and I go with Elphie to defy gravity! Yay!

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Chapter 1: Someone Mourns the Wicked

Disclaimer: I own myself, but nothing of Oz.

I sat in my room one stormy afternoon, listening to my favorite play, "Wicked." Every now and then I would leap up and sing along with a random song, then fall onto my bed in a fit of giggles. I was blessedly alone in the house, and there was no one there to listen and make fun of me.

"Popular, you're gonna be pop-u-lar!" I giggled and stood myself up, imagining myself in Galinda's poofy pink dress. "I'll teach ya the proper poise when ya talk ta boys! Little ways ta flirt and flounce- whoo! I'll show ya what shoes ta wear, how ta fix yer hair! Ev'ry-thing that really counts- to be popular. I know about pop-u-lar. And with an assist from me, to be who'll you'll be! Instead of dreary who you were- well, are. There's nothin' that can stop ya, from becomin' popu-lar! Lar."

I burst into giggles and fell back on my bed, skipping the songs around until I found "No Good Deed." "Eleka nahmem nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen!" I didn't notice the foggy green haze that was forming around me, my eyes being closed and being caught up in the song. "Eleka nahmen nahmen ah tum ah tum elek- AH!"

The bed suddenly vanished and I found myself falling in a crazy whirling cyclone of blue and green and pink. I blinked as I screamed, then stopped. "Oh, I must have fallen asleep and now I'm dreaming. Okay, this will be fun! Wheee- OWCH!" I landed hard on a pile of bags marked with little G's. "OW! Hey, who are you?" There was a funny looking boy pushing the cart of bags I was sitting on.

"I'm Boq, miss Galinda. You asked me to take your bags in, didn't you?"

For some reason, I responded saying, "oh yes. Thank you Bick."

"It's Boq!"

I was suddenly rolled into a large hall, and I could hear people singing "Dear Old Shiz" in the next room. Yay! Smart people! I pointed for Bick to continue into that room and trilled Galinda's little scales as I rolled in. Then I sat straight up, the notes dying in my mouth. I was in Oz! There was Elphaba! She was green, boy was she green! Green, green, green! I couldn't help myself and just stared along with everybody else.

She glared back at us in defiance. "What? Oh- do I have something in my teeth? Okay, let's just get this over with. No, I'm not seasick, my parent's didn't make me eat grass when I was little, I'm just naturally green! And if you all have a problem with that then-!"

"Elphaba!" A stern looking man pushed a girl in a wheel chair into the room. "Don't make such a spectacle of yourself!"

I hopped off my bags and watched these going ons with mild interest. I had seen it a thousand times before on Broadway. A couple girls flounced up to me and I began showing off for them, toss tossing my hair and whatnot.

"Oh! Jeweled shoes!"

I turned and looked on in envy. Someday, those shoes would be mine.

"Well what could he have gotten me? I clash with everything."

I couldn't help it, I had to giggle. Then I realized something just as Madam Horrible Morrible was trying to figure where to put Elphaba. "You know, I don't think she read my magic wand review at all! I mean, the title alone should have won it. Madam Morrible-!" I marched towards her with my hand raised high.

"Oh, excellent! Thank you miss Galinda."

"What?" Elphaba and I said in unison.

"Why of course, miss Elphaba will be rooming with miss Galinda."

I just shrugged. There was no getting out of it. But Elphie threw a tantrum and made the big dragon clock thingie start roaring and moving around- and her sister jerk into her hands. She immediately knelt in front of a mortified Nessa and begged for forgiveness. Madam Morrible stopped her and informed her that, in fact, this was a gift that she could use to meet the wizard. Everyone in Shiz lost interest at that point and went to go unpack and unwind in their rooms.