The very next day, Pfanne and I had to leave for Shiz, and I avoided her—like crazy. "Emilia?" I asked. "Yes, Elphaba?" Emilia replied. "Nessa's going to Shiz, too, and I was wondering, would I be able to, you know, talk to her, again?" I asked, a little eagerly. "Yes, I'll come too, make sure Frexspar isn't there when you talk to her," I was told. I nodded in silence, but eager to see my little sister again—she'd been only four when I'd been taken away.
We reached Shiz safely, and I whispered over and over, "Soon, I'll see her. Soon, I'll see Nessarose again." I frowned and said, "Emilia, do you think Nessa remembers me?" "She might," Emilia said. Then Emilia looked at me and said, "As a matter of fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she does." "Really?" I asked, eagerly. "Elphaba, Nessarose has written you several letters over the years—she still clings to the memories she has of you. You can see that in her letters to you. She wants you to be proud of her. You saw that in the last letter." Emilia pointed out to me. I nodded, silently and said, "I'm really glad I get to go to Shiz this year." Emilia rolled her eyes and asked, "And this has nothing to do with Nessarose?" I grinned and shrugged innocently.
"Glinda! Is it true—you were her friend? Well, it depends on what you mean by friend. I did know her. That is, our paths did cross. At school. OH HALLOWED HALLS AND VINE-DRAPED WALLS—THE PROUDLIEST SIGHT THERE IS. WHEN GREY AND SERE OUR HAIR HATH TURNED WE SHALL STILL REVERE THE LESSONS LEARNED IN OUR DAYS AT DEAR OLD SHIZ! OUR DAYS AT DEAR OLD SHIZ... OH-OH-OH-OH-OLD. DEAR OLD SHIZ-ZZZZ."
When we reached Shiz, I rejoined Nessarose and talked to her for a little bit, until Madame Morrible arrived. "Elphaba, I'm sorry, Father didn't get you anything," she said, slowly. I grinned and shrugged and said, "Well, what could he have gotten me? I clash with everything." Meanwhile, I was thinking, Why would he get me anything? I'm not even his daughter. Wonder if I'll get anything from the Wizard.
Then everyone started staring at me and I groaned. Then I decided to just get the questions out of the way. "What? What is it? What are you all staring at? Is my underskirt showing? Is there something in my teeth? Oh. I know what's going on here. *sigh* Let's get this over with. No, I'm not seasick, yes, I've always been green, no, I did not chew grass as a child! Oh, and this my younger sister, Nessarose, who, as you can see, is a perfectly normal color!" Pfanne rolled her eyes and said, "Well, we know the green bean's got a fiery temper." I glared at her and snapped at her, "Why did I have to get stuck living with you?"