Avoiding Detection
I'm not sure if I should continue this so I'm gonna let you, the readers, decide if this should continue or not. So let me go in the reviews and with that, Leggo!
Part I
I never paid any attention to the rumors that most students at Shiz feed into about me like the one about me eating glass as a child that cause my skin turn green or that I'm being punished for whatever sins that my parents did before I was born. There's a plethora of rumors flowing about me but I have come to expect it with the green skin that has plague me since I was born and has ostracized me from my peers, my family as well as society, viewing me as some sort of hideous annoyance or parasite that should not be associated with. Over the course of my childhood, I quickly learned to grow a thick skin for all of the teasing and mean comments hurled my way throughout the day only to come to my father barely being able to look me in the eyes as when he did, it was with unadulterated hatred and loathing. In his eyes, everything was my fault my mother's death, what happened to my sister Nessarose, my abnormal green skin, and anything that he could think of was my fault as I reside myself to believing it as well.
Books and written words were my sanctuary and my only companion as they have seen through my childhood and I could lose myself in the text without fear or judgment which I am thankful for. Now I find myself at Shiz University, majoring in Life Sciences with a minor in Sorcery after finding out that I have them and they're quite strong if Madame Morrible's praise is anything to go on but if Father knew that I was studying sorcery he would condemn as there's no telling what he do to me. He's always been a frightening man as I've only known to him to favor my sister Nessa over me, treating her sweetly while I have seen more of the back of his hand or feeling his wrath behind the leather belt he used to discipline me with.
I never understood why he hated me so but if I had to guess that it had something to do with my mother cheating on him long before I was born cause he couldn't get her pregnant at the time and it's created a rift between the two as it wasn't like he could left as it goes against the teachings of the Unnamed God. Getting a divorce was out of the question and my birth certainly didn't help things as I was born differently, not just being green but always having a penis between my legs made me even more of abomination in my Unionist preacher of a father's eyes. He had told me as such as well as being a demon here to plaque and torment him for sins that he did not commit, often sending me to confession to repent for all of my sins which I did not know that I had but this religion never made no kind of sense in my mind. There was no point in going since I don't have a soul to save and I'm already condemned to living a pitiful life which isn't much different to what's happening now but I'm away from my family as they feel the need to pray for nonexistence soul.
The only one that doesn't see me as waste of space would be younger brother Shell who looks up at me without judgment and pure love in his eyes as often think to myself that maybe, just maybe that I'm not a complete waste of space. I have been attending Shiz for almost a year now and I have been able to hide my secret from the rest of the student population even though they think that I might be a man but they don't know how close to the truth that they actually are as my dizzy blonde princess of a roommate and her cronies is behind most of the rumors circling around campus. All this airhead ever wears is pink and covered in glittered that it hurts my eyes to even look at her for long periods of time and she could be such an entitled, whiny, selfish child at time as I find myself wondering why Morrible put us together as roommates, being I want to suffocate Galinda with her pillow in her sleep.
The girl could go on long rants about clothes, shoes, makeup especially boys for hours on end on her phone to her equally dizzy friends that I want to rip my ears off. Oh and that accursed pop music that she loves blast through her computer that it takes everything in me not to take the electronic and shucked it out of the window of our dorm room but I don't, lucky her if you ask me. I walked back from my Chemistry class to Craig hall to room 22 and I hope that the blonde is out or at least on her way out because I really want to be alone right now as it's the last thing that I want to do is deal with her incessant talking because I had stopped by the mailbox to if I had received any mail which I normally don't do since I hardly receive mail from anyone.
When I checked the mailbox, there was two letters with my name on it one from Shell and the other was from… Father, confusing me greatly as he made it a point never contact me under any circumstances so I read my brother's letter first which constant of him telling me how much he misses me and how school is going. I hesitated reading the letter from Father as feeling of dread washes over me, opening the letter to read that he would be sending Nessarose to Shiz starting Fall semester as she'll be my sole responsibility and he would be funding my education but there would be barely enough to feed, leaving me to figure out how I would be eating.
As much as I love my sister and I have spent most of my life, taking care of her and Shell because they were really younger when Mother passed away so taking care of them become my responsibility mostly Nessa since she doesn't have any kind of mobility in her legs. Father blames me for my sister being bound to a wheelchair for the rest of her life and it was truly my fault that she's the way that she is now because of the accident back when we were younger as it's only right that I take care of her. I truly do love my sister, I really do but I like the independence that college has provided me in the last year now and I couldn't help but feel selfish for wanting to looking after myself and only rely on myself without having to take care of someone else.
Does that make me a selfish person for not wanting to take care of Nessa? Not like I could go to confession to confess for my thoughts. Like I would go to confess now that I'm not under my Father's controlling and demanding rule anymore, there's no real need to. When I reached my dorm, I was reward by the room being vacant of my annoying roommate and this means that I can actually get some reading done without having her high-pitched voice filling the room and annoying me. I untied my black combat boots, setting them down by the door and changing out of my normal clothes, discarding the long sleeve shirt I wear under it into more comfortable clothes like my sweatpants and black Evanescence t-shirt before settling down my bed then pulling out a worn-out copy How To Kill A Mockingbird, losing myself in the words.
I decided to turn in early for the night because I was rather bored dancing on the dance floor at the Peach and Kidney and drinking the night away like I normally do on a Friday and Saturday night with my friends because Prince Fiyero wasn't there like I was hoping he would be because I solely got dressed up to impressed him and to make the other girls jealous although I do that on a regular basis. Avaric was getting a little too handsy for my liking as he gets drunken as the night progressed and Biq was making uncomfortable with all the dreamy eyes that he was making at me the entire time we showed up, unaware that Milla was doing the same to him. I bide the other good night as the munchkin-lander offered to escort me back to my room but I turned him as I made my way back, hoping that my artichoke of roommate was at the library with her nose buried in a book.
I never understood how she could read all the time in the room, never going out to socialize but who would with a beanpole like her and she wears like a boy and combat boots which are scuffed up with dirt sticking to the bottom of them. I walked all the way to Craig Hall, placing my key in the keyhole and turning entering fully before closing the door when I noticed the familiar boots, meaning that the green bean was here and I tried not to groan as I noticed that the bathroom door was slightly cracked as light shining through. I know that I shouldn't but I couldn't stop myself from peeking through the crack to see Elphaba with her back towards me although I could see her face through the mirror as she stood into front of the toilet with something in her hands as I squint to get a better look only to be shocked to see that she's holding a seven inch penis.
The green bean has a penis, something that only boys should have and I know that I made up that rumor about her having because I hated her but I never thought that she would actually have one and it was actually attached to the rest of her body. What else caught my attention was the faded, light green cuts along her forearms and thighs as the feeling of sadness and regret filled my lower belly, wondering why would she do that to herself and how I never noticed them before now. I mean we've been roomies for nearly a year now and a few of them looked like they were recent as I always thought nothing ever bothered the beanpole since she always has an impassive look on her face and uses witty, sarcastic remarks to get under other's skins. I slowly backed away from the bathroom towards the front door and open it then closes it, signaling my arrival as I hear her mutter a cuss work under her breath, flushing the toilet, turning the light out in the bathroom before making her way out then looking at me with a blank look on her face.
We lock eyes for a moment as those brown eyes never gave anything away to anything that might be wrong or going on but it's what I've come to expect from her as she turns to walk over to her side of the room when I noticed that she's wearing her long sleeve shirt that she always wear even in the summer. I never understood why artichoke wore it to death as it never matches what she wears but not like she cared about her appearance or what other thought of her which I admired and envied because I wish that I couldn't give care about others thought but I'm not that strong.
I always thought Elphaba was strong but not her was strong and she needs me to be strong her, to be someone that she could rely on and I want to be that someone even we never been on the best of terms but I don't want her to one day decide that it's too much, wanting to end it all. I couldn't live with that on my conscience as I walked fully into the room to see the bookworm sitting on her bed, reading one of her many books as I sit down my bed, taking my pink heels off before turning my attention back to her trying for the life figure why she would do that to herself and her life was life before coming to Shiz.
"You want to ask something or do you just have a staring problem?" Elphaba asked not looking up from her book.
"I most certainly don't have a staring problem" I huffed out.
"Then why are you staring at me so hard" asked Elphaba dryly.
"Believe it or not Miss Elphaba, I find you quite interesting" I said putting my hands on my hips.
"Right which is why you and your idiotic friends feel the need to make up baseless rumors about me" Elphaba said rolling her eyes.
I didn't have a comeback for that because it's true that myself, Pfannee, ShenShen, and Milla made of a lot of rumors about the bookworm to send her down a peg but I never that thought that they would have any effect on but there's a lot that I don't know about her. I reached behind me for the zipper of my dress, unzipping it as it pools around my feet, looking through my drawer from a pink nightgown before turning my attention back to Elphaba as I make my way towards her causing her to look up at me out the corner of her eye. She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at me and before I knew it, I had pulled her into tight hug as she lets out a gasp but I didn't let go because the guilt and regret that I was feeling was overwhelming. It feels like I pushed the bookworm into doing what she was doing and I would hate myself if anything to her when I could've prevented it.
"Miss Galinda, what on Earth you are you?" Elphaba asked confused.
"I'm so sorry, Elphaba. I'm sorry" I said shaking my head.
I pulled away before turning to climbing into bed with my back to the confused bookworm as I tried to get my emotion under control because I know what I have to do. Elphaba, I'm going to be strong for you. For the both of us but please don't anything drastic.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off