1Chapter 2: Holy- Shiz!

Disclaimer: I own myself, but nothing of Oz.

I opened my eyes to see a cart around me. I blinked and sat up. Mother must have called an ambulance and now I was on my way to the hospital. Very well. I laid back, bumping my head against something. I frowned and struck at it until it fell to the floor of the cart.

"Elphaba!"

What? I sat straight up and looked around, rubbing sleep from my eyes. A very prim girl was sitting across from me, glaring at whatever I had just thrown to the floor. "Pick that up! You know I can't reach it! Please Elphaba, pick it up."

I blinked, then reached down to pick whatever it was up. My hand froze when I saw a history textbook for Shiz. That and the color of the hand reaching for the book. "Sweet Lurline-"

"Elphaba my book!"

I snatched it up and almost threw it at Nessa, because that's who she was. I stared at my hands, giddy with excitement. Was I getting another chance- as Elphaba?! I glanced furiously at myself in the glass on the door of the cart. An excited green face peered back at me. "Sweet Oz!" I cried out, plastering my hands to my face. "I'm-"

"Elphaba please."

I flinched as Nessa put a hand on my leg imploringly. "Please don't let anything- weird happen. I want friends here. I've never had friends before you know."

"Neither have I," I said flatly, giggling on the inside. Sooo Elphaba. Very flat so as to make other people uncomfortable.

"I know." She sighed and played with the rug on her lap. "But I'm- well, I have-" she was very hesitant, but then decided to spit it out. "Well, I have more of a chance to make friends than you, so there! You're green for Lurline's sake! Just stay away from me please, and let me make at least one friend!"

I was shocked. Was this the treatment that Elphaba always endured? No wonder she was bitter. "I'm just as capable of having friends as you, cripple!" I was horrified with myself, but couldn't stop the angry words.

Nessa's eyes filled with tears and she bit down on her lip. "I know, I'm sorry Elphaba. Watch, you're gonna have tons of friends and I'll never have one."

I immediately felt sorry. Putting an emerald hand on her leg, I tried to comfort her. "No Nessa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you a- well, what I called you. Beside, you're much more likely than me to get friends you know. Tell you what!" I seized her hands and smiled gently. "I have an idea. Let's share any friends we get, so no matter what, we will both have the same amount."

She looked confused for a moment, then smiled radiantly. "Oh yes! Thank you Elphaba, thank you!" She clasped my hands for a moment, then remembered the color and let go as if I had the plague. I just made a face and leaned back to sleep more, using the textbook as a pillow again. Before my eyes drifted shut I smiled and folded an emerald arm behind my head.

This was going to be fun.