"Oh!" Galinda said as she entered her bedroom before walking straight to her bed, collapsing onto said bed, and burying her head under the pillow.
"What's the matter, now?" Elphaba asked, watching her friend's despair, trying to hide her slight amusement.
"Just look!" Still under the pillow, she produced a letter, which Elphaba took and read.
Dearest Miss Galinda,
I just wanted to tell you that I think you are the most beautiful creature in the world. You are the sun, I am the planet; my world revolves around you. You are the beautiful stars illuminating the night!
I love you, Miss Galinda.
Elphaba looked up, pained. "Did Boq write this?"
"No."
"You have two stalkers? What does Fiyero think about that?"
"Fiyero thinks it's amusing! And this is not my second stalker, it's my fifth. I-" She was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door.
Elphaba quickly answered it.
"G'afternoon, Miss. A package," said the delivery boy, holding up a box. "I believe it is for your roommate," he said unkindly. He tried to look past Elphaba to see Galinda.
"Miss Galinda isn't up to seeing anyone right now. Neither is Miss Elphaba, for that matter. So, you'll be leaving." She closed the door, not waiting for the boy to leave.
She walked back to the beds. Galinda grudgingly removed her pillow from over her head as Elphaba opened the box. It contained a pink smiling teddy-bear, holding a bouquet of plush roses. When she pressed a button on its paw, it said, "I love you!"
Galinda groaned. "Is there a note?
Elphaba nodded and read aloud, "From your adoring secret admirer."
She sat up then, desperately reaching for Elphaba's arm. "Elphie, what am I going to do?
"You know, maybe we should focus on you not attracting people."
"What do you mean?"
Elphaba was taken aback. She had been kidding. Well, it could work. "What if we made you less attractive?"
"Like... made me un-pretty?" Galinda asked, with a vacant look in her eyes.
"I don't think even I could make you 'un-pretty." Elphaba said kindly. "But we could get rid of your sparkle. It could be good for you- you would have more time. Your grades would probably improve."
Galinda sighed, and actually did some thinking. She was very tired of it all. Seventeen years of pretty and popular hadn't really left her as happy as she pretended to be. She was tired of smiling when she didn't want to, she was tired of always being perfect. "You think all of this:" She got up to gesture to her desk, which held several bouquets of flowers. "Would stop?"
"Yes." Elphaba cocked her head to the side, causing her dark hair to fall like a curtain. "But are you sure you want to do this? You might lose more than your admirers. Fiyero..." OK Elphaba, open mouth. Insert foot.
She waved her hand dismissively. "Fiyero has been distant anyway, lately." She looked somewhat sad for a moment. "He was so perfect... but lately he's been so distant... so... human. So imperfect." She smiled as wickedly as she could then. "Well, I'm not perfect either!"
Elphaba laughed. "Well then, let's start, because you've got an awfully long way to go..."
