Okay…so, I haven't updated in a while…
Audience: (Glares)
Fine, a long time! I'm sorry, I've been meaning to get around to this story and I never did; I apologize. But if anyone read the authors' note that was added as a story, you get what was going on.
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this (long) chapter and please review!
Enjoy!
Galinda smiled brightly when her hot curling iron was released and golden lock of hair was spiraled into a perfect curl. She fluffed up her hair to give it more volume and giggled at her reflection, flirty. She whipped her head from side to side, exclaiming,
"Toss! Toss!"
She smiled, picking up her pink lip gloss when she heard a knock on her door. She sat the bottle down and went to answer the door, smiled charmingly at Fiyero and ugh, Madame Morrible.
"Hello Madame Morrible and Fiyero," she greeted them kindly. Fiyero grinned back at her; however, we can never speak the same for Morrible who rudely pushed Galinda aside and sat her large book of spells on Elphaba's desk.
Her chant was rough and raspy as if her voice was growing hoarse by each passing moment but the spell was working. A whitish-bluish glow formed around Fiyero and Galinda, they joint hands and they were sucked into the book that was also glowing the same color.
In a matter of seconds, Galinda and Fiyero were gone along with the book. Madame Morrible noticed this immediately and slammed her white boney fist on the desk, shouting, "Shit! Shit! Damn! Damn! Shitty damn!"
A pair of students heard Morrible's outburst of frustration and stared indreciously at her, curious on what made their ugly headmistress so—what's the modern version?—oh yes, pissed off?
Out of the corner of her fishlike eyes, Morrible saw the two and she quickly regain her posture—not so much of her pride—nodded her big head at the two and quickly exited the dorm and fled from the hallway.
Elphaba hated people. She simply loathed people to a point where she could easily play a role on being a villain who wishes to destroy the world. She always did ever since she was old enough to attend school; she loved school but not the people who attended the school. They were rude and cruel to her, and that allowed her exquisite experience to be sarcastic and say snide remarks to be perfect. However, she wasn't an expert when people are giving out compliments and one of their eyes twitching (aka, winking.). It was highly annoying and makes the former usual green girl want to slam their skulls into a brick wall, repeatedly.
She was used to the compliments by a limited amount of people and a certainly limited amount of compliments per person. The following are Nessarose, Galinda, of course Fiyero, and sometimes Boq or Avaric. Usually whenever Avaric says something, it's usually a perverted one and he receives a painful knee to the groin and a hot glare.
Elphaba leaned against the door of her locker, her eyes scanning for her "cousin." So far, she hadn't caught sight of him yet. She needed to escort her to class, since she had no idea on where the hell she was. Elphaba sighed, now she wished that she'd didn't run away from him. But that look that blonde guy was giving Elphaba made a cold shiver run up and down her spine. His eyes scanned at her as if she was a piece of meat, there was even drool coming from the corner of his mouth. Elphaba witnessed this from the distance, noting that look comes from males looking at a lady in a short skirt. It disgusted her and even more when heart shaped eyes coming straight at her.
Then, she saw him walking with Sam and Tucker; he grimaced and opened his locker and put a book inside. "Hey El."
"You look positively depressed," she noted of him.
"No, but what I'm about to tell you is depressing," he paused with a sigh, "You know that guy in our last class? Tall, blonde?"
Elphaba raised an eyebrow, curious but nodded, "Yes. What of him?"
"He wants you to be his girlfriend."
"No," was her immediate answer. Sam laughed.
"Haha, he got rejected!"
Danny looked as if he was about to cry, "C'mon! You got too!"
Elphaba shook her head, "No, I cannot."
Danny slammed his locker shut and slightly banged his head against it, "Why not!" he whined. Sam rolled her eyes and Tucker snickered,
"Isn't that attractive."
"I hate him, he's obviously shallow and very self centered," Elphaba reported hotly. She felt a voice in her intelligent head of hers saying, "Yes, and so was Fiyero, yet you married him.
Elphaba frowned, "exactly—well, no, Fiyero is different. The whole shallow and conceited was an act and I was lucky enough to see past that but that kid isn't playing a part. He really is that way. Plus, I'll betraying Fiyero and never had I ever thought I'd be going against upon my vows. And thirdly, I'll be a cougar or something along those lines—from what Galinda told me. And—I'm talking to myself, aren't I?
"Yes," it replied.
"I'm just going to stop."
Together, they walked to the lunchroom and sat down at a table. They were recently discussing on how to get Elphaba home. Elphaba twirled her long hair between her fingers, sighing, "I have a feeling that Galinda is already doing something about it."
"Didn't you say she was stupid?" Sam asked. Elphaba stopped her twirling and let go of her hair.
"That's the thing, Galinda sometimes can be slow and dense and even a little shallow, however, I've seen her grades and I have to admit, she isn't the brightest crayon but she didn't the dullness. She most likely went to Horrible Morrible or Fiyero for help." Elphaba explained.
Tucker sighed, resting his chin on his propped up hand, "You're so pretty."
Elphaba's eyebrow twitched irritably, shooting him a deadly glare, "If I hear something like that again from anyone at this school, that person will be six feet under."
Tucker gulped, and she smirked with satisfaction. She was glad that even though her original skin color was gone, she hoped that she still could scare people. Sam snickered and threw her arms around Elphaba's shoulders, "Oh, I love you!"
"I do hope that was supposed to be expressed in a friendly manner."
"It was," Sam reassured.
Galinda and Fiyero were not so gracefully dropped on a nice courtyard in front of a school. Galinda tossed her curly hair over her shoulder; one arm was holding the book of spells. She muttered, "Toss," when she flipped her hair over her shoulder.
Fiyero let out a chuckle, "Of course she would be here."
"I know, it's so Elphie!" Galinda squealed.
"Hey, isn't that Horrible Morrible's book?" Fiyero asked, pointing at the book she was holding. Galinda gasped.
"I think it is! Oh well, we'll give it back to her when we collect our Elphie," Galinda said cheerfully when they entered the school. Fiyero shook his head with a sigh.
"You make it sound as if my wife is a collector's item," Fiyero grumbled. Galinda wriggled her perfectly plucked eyebrows skillfully (ooh, it's that a mouthful.)
"Well, you know, she is your gem, and to be more specific, you're green diamond?" she teased him. A blush crept onto his cheeks that made Galinda giggle.
"She told you, didn't she?"
Galinda tossed her hair again with a small mumble of a "toss" and said, "Course Fifi, Elphie and I are like sisters. We talk about everything!" she rolled her eyes, adding, "Duh."
"She shouldn't have told you about our…ahem, honeymoon adventures. I mean, come on! Some things are meant to between husband and wife," he exclaimed.
"She said that you are swell in bed."
"Okay, she's forgiven," he smiled.
They walked down the hallway and saw many people going in one direction; Galinda pointed towards that single direction, "Let's go there!"
"Okay!"
They wondered until they reached an area that seemed to be a cafeteria and poked their heads up, in search for their beloved green lady. To their disappointment, they didn't see anyone with unusual green verdigris.
They found an empty table and sat down, still looking for Elphaba. Galinda sighed, and shifted the book in her arms, "I don't see her!"
"Maybe she's not here," Fiyero suggested. Galinda nodded, getting up from their seats when suddenly Dash shoves Fiyero to the side, roughly.
"Move out of my way, you loser," he sneered, Fiyero let out a low growl and clenched his fist together, tightened to a point where they were almost white. No one, and I repeated, no one, has ever called Fiyero a loser.
"Loser? I'm not fucking loser, you better watch that mouth of yours," Fiyero snapped.
Dash rolled his eyes, "Whatever, I'm going to ask out Elphaba."
At the sound of her name, Fiyero's ears perked up and repeated her name, "Elphaba. You want to ask out Elphaba?" Dash nods and Fiyero snickered, "Oh sweet Oz, good luck."
Dash glared at him, "What do you mean?"
Fiyero stuck his hands into his pockets coolly, "I'm afraid that she's taken."
Dash grabbed Fiyero by his collar, which didn't work out very well since Fiyero is way taller than Dash. "Who?" he demanded angrily.
Galinda stuck out her thumb at Dash, muttering under her breath, "Anger issues."
Students gathered around when Fiyero shoved Dash off of him hard in hope to see a fight. Dash tumbled along the ground, and when his eyes met Fiyero's—his eyes burned with fire. Dash dashed towards him and swung his fist towards him in which Fiyero easily dodged. This was repeated for several measures.
"Tell me! Who! I'll beat the crap out the guy!" Dash yelled. Fiyero chuckled at the irony.
"By the looks of it, you aren't doing a good job of it," Fiyero smirked when Dash's eyes went wide in disbelief. He stepped away and marched over to a table with a group of four. He instantly started yelling at a girl with long black hair and white skin, "You little bitch!" Fiyero noticed that she only raised a single raven eyebrow and sighed for what it seems to be tiredly.
The guy across from her stood up, "Hey, leave Elphaba alone! She didn't do anything to you!"
Fiyero and Galinda casually strolled over, and winced when they saw Dash punch Danny across the face. The white Elphaba stood up and helped Danny up, and snapped at the football player.
Fiyero frowned, "Isn't Elphaba green, not white?" he murmured to Galinda. She shrugged respond, "She's Elphie, Fifi. It's most likely that she changed her skin color to attend school or something. Plus," she whacked Fiyero on the arm that yelped, "You should know your wife without recognizing her by her skin!"
Fiyero gave a sheepish grin, and walked over to Elphaba, slugging an arm over her shoulders. Many whispers erupted from the audience that was watching them. Elphaba stiffened but relaxed when she saw her husband that was the one who was holding her. Fiyero smiled, "Hey Fae, long time no see."
"How could you be dating him!" Dash shouted. "You're supposed to be with me!"
Fiyero smirked.
"Are you sure about that? I mean, she got a big temper and she's awfully stubborn. Not to mention that you'll get hit by a lot of books when you run her over with your cart. And I'm not speaking for her but I know her well enough to know that she probably hates you since you called her a bitch."
Elphaba scowled at him, "I never forgave you for that. By all means, how could you be sleeping?"
"It was daytime, love," he laughed. Oh Oz, how he missed this.
"You run me over with your cart and you were sleeping, Fiyero. You and you're idiotic driver."
Fiyero laughed, "Well maybe the driver saw the green and thought it meant go?" he buckled over in laughter.
"You're an ass," Elphaba hissed, sending a sharp elbow into his rib cage. He doubled over in a combination of laughter and pain. Galinda sighed, deciding that this maybe a good time to introduce her presence. Like anyone who was popular as Galinda would stick her chin in the air and cleared her throat loudly which is exactly what the one in pink did. Elphaba's scowl on her face warmed up into a wide smile when she saw her petite best friend make her way over in her high heels.
"Oh, Elphie! I'm so sorry on what happened! I'm so devastrated, you must be devastrated! Please forgive me!" Galinda cried dramatically, throwing her arms around Elphaba. Elphaba weakly grinned at Sam, Danny, and Tucker who were getting –in Galinda's words—confusifying by every passing second. Sam gave that "are you really best friends with this glittery cupcake?" look while Tucker had that "you have a boyfriend and yet you didn't tell me, and dang! That blonde girl is hot!" look and Danny just looked overall confused.
"Galinda, you're being overly dramatic," Elphaba rolled her eyes when she added, "As usual. But look at me, I'm alright."
Galinda pressed her lips together as she took a step back to analyze her friend, and then lean closer, whispering quietly, "Are you sure? You look positively white to me."
"I'm well aware, Galinda," Elphaba gave a wicked grin when she added quietly, "Although, your comment is certainly better than what I normally hear." Elphaba gave a scoff, "especially from doctors," she lowered her voice several octaves, "My, you look positively green." Elphaba rolled her eyes, her pitch went back to normal and muttered, "No shit, I was born this way," as if she was talking to herself.
From afar, someone belted out, "I WAS BORN THIS WAY!"
Dash waved his hands in the air in the most hideotous fashion, exclaiming in a girlish tone, "Hello! Teenage guy wanting some attention here!"
Fiyero glared at him, obviously not liking this guy one single bit—amazing, since they are almost alike. He was reminded of an annoying little girl who must be like nine that's from over the rainbow with a little dog name Dodo. It disgusted him dearly. Dash stirred his attention to Danny, sneering in a dangerous tone, "Listen nerd, you promised me that you'll make Elphaba go out with me and damnit, you'll stay to that promise!"
Elphaba turned to Danny and dangerously hissed, "I swear to Lurline that he should be lying."
Danny let out a nervous gulp, "No! He threatened me!"
"I did not! I only crushed you into the lockers and told you to make her go on a date with me!" argued Dash. Sam rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, because that doesn't fall into the threatening category at all. I wonder where Danny got that idea," she said sarcastically. Elphaba smirked, oh the similarities they had…
"I think you should just leave," Fiyero let out a snarl, taking the role of being the responsible and protective one before things got ugly. Dash frowned at them with his eyes narrowed but left anyway.
They returned back to their table and to their conservation, Elphaba cleared her throat and pointed to her husband, "This is my husband, Fiyero Tiggular."
Fiyero smiled, his eyes twinkled with mischief, "The Crowned Prince of Vinkus."
Tucker spit out his water, "You're married!" Elphaba chose to ignore that little outburst.
Elphaba sighed, "That too," she pointed a finger at Galinda, "And this is Galinda Upland."
"Of the Upper Uplands," she squealed. Elphaba rolled her eyes, "Yeah, whatever."
Tucker took Galinda's hand and kissed it, "With pleasure."
Galinda giggled, "Of course, I am Galinda. But thank you, red cap guy!"
Tucker blushed, "My name is Tucker."
"Ooh! And you can call me Galinda with a Guh!"
Elphaba pointed to Sam, "Glin, this is Sam."
"Hey."
"Oh! Oh! You have such a pretty face! Can I give you a makeover!"
Elphaba's and Sam's face paled when the word "makeover" was applied, dreading the memories of recent makeover tempts. However, much couldn't been said for the guys who was snickering at the very thought of the painful facial expression of the many hours of torture they will endear.
Elphaba was the first to recover, grimily stated, "No."
"I second that no," Sam agreed. Galinda pouted.
"I wasn't talking to you, Elphie," the spoken girl gave a sigh of relief, glad to not be apart of the Galinda makeover process. "I was talking about Sammie!" Galinda squealed. An eyebrow was raised.
"Sammie?" Sam looked over at Elphaba. She shrugged and mouthed, "Trust me, it's better than Elphie."
Sam sighed, "But, Galinda, it's so perky."
"I know! It's so swankied!" Galinda shrieked.
"Galinda, you can't give people that you don't know makeovers," Elphaba pointed out. Galinda shook her head, curls bouncing from side to side during the process of "shaking her head," and muttering, "Toss! Toss."
"But I do know them! That's Sammie! C'mon Elphie, I thought you were a smarticle!"
"That isn't a word, Galinda," Elphaba closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. Galinda waved her off.
"Oh, you are such a downer."
"And you are such an upper!" Galinda laughed when she heard the emotionless response from our dear Ellie. Elphaba shook her head and buried her head into her arms, Fiyero chuckled and soothingly brushed his fingers up and down his wife's back. She shivered at the light touch and secretly smiled into her arms.
They fell into a comfortable pit of silence, Galinda sniffed as she broke the silence, as she said, "Can I give you a makeover?"
"NO!" Elphaba howled, as if a single makeover could destroy her life. In her case, it could—no, wait, it does.
In a matter of one block in advance, after a whole class period of sharp paper edges stabbing into Elphie's and Sam's arm, they agreed only out of frustration. Now, they were sitting into Jazz's room with a Galinda holding a hot murderous weapon and grinning so wide as if she slept with a hanger in her mouth.
"Elphie," she said slyly, "Leave the room, it's just going to be me and Sammie." Sam gulped and gave a weak smile. Elphaba gave a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder, sending an apologetic look and fled out of the room as quickly as possible.
Galinda smiled sweetly at her, "Sammie, you see, now that we are friends, I've decided to make you my new project."
Sam raised an eyebrow, "For what?'
"Popularity!" Galinda shrieked, happily. Sam shook her head with a horrific look on her face.
"Please don't."
"Oh, Sammie! You're so funny!" Galinda started to brush Sam's hair as she started to sing, "Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I, and let's face it—which isn't less fortunate than I? My tender heart tends to heart to bleed," she ripped her hairbrush through Sam's hair, roughly. Sam winced.
"I don't think that's the only thing that's bleeding," Sam mumbled under her breath.
"And when someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over! I know, I know," Galinda nodded her head, finished with brushing Sam's hair and started to put in intentions. "Exactly what they need!"
She walked over to look Sam in the eye, glancing over Sam's features, "And even in your case, tho it's the toughest case I've yet to face," Galinda sang as she wiped off the harsh black eyeliner. Sam frowned, was it alright to be offended? "Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed, follow my lead! And yes, you will be…" she said slowly as she poked Sam's nose. However, she was imagining that the blonde hair was drowning in a volcano.
"Popular! You're gonna be popular!" Sam snorted, she can't be serious. "I'll teach you the proper ploys when you talk to boys, little ways to flirt and flounce," 'Oh no, she is serious,' Sam thought, frantic. "I'll show you what shoes to wear, how to fix your hair," Galinda cheerfully sang as she finished off the intenstions. "Everything that really counts to be popular! I'll help you to be popular!" Galinda said, fluffing out the long black hair and took out the hot curling iron, "You'll hang with the right cohorts, you'll be good at sports, know the slang you've got to know; so let's start cause you've got an awfully long way to go!" Sam glared. Galinda gave a sheepish smile. "Don't be offended by my frank analysis, think of it as a personality dialysis! How that I've chosen to become a pal, a sis—ter and advisor, there's nobody wiser, not when it comes to popular! I know about popular, and with an assist from me, to be who you'll be! Instead of who-you-were...are…" Galinda cleared her throat, finishing the last curl and turned to the face. "There's nothing that can stop you from becoming popu-ler…" she paused with a distraught look on her face, "Lar!" she smiled brightly!
Then the unspeakable happened, Galinda started to leap and skip around the room happily and with a total carefree character, "La la la la! We're gonna make you popular!" Galinda stopped with the 'dancing' and flopped down next to Sam, "When I see depressing creatures with unprepossessing features! I remind them on their own behalf to think of celebrated heads of state or 'specially great communicators! Did they have brains or knowledge?" Galinda wrapped an arm around Sam who just looked scared for her life, "Don't make me laugh!" She slapped Sam on the arm, playfully. "They were popular! Please—It's all about popular! It's not about aptitude, it's the way you're viewd! So it's very shrewd to be very, very popular like me!"
Finally, Sam got a say in this, "Come on, this will never work!"
"Sammie! You mustn't think that way anymore! Your whole life is going to change! And all because of me! First: hair. See? This how to toss your hair." She bent down and flipped up and tossed her hair from side to side, crying out very Galinda-ish, "Toss! Toss!"
Galinda smiled at Sammie, "You try!"
Sam sighed, and lamely did what Galinda did. Galinda stood silent for a while, giving a small smile, "Well…you'll practice!" She picked up something and threw it at Sam, "Put that on!"
Sam gapped at Galinda, "I can't try this!" She pointed at the door and in a shushed tone, "I've known those guys forever! They'll laugh at me!"
Galinda gave Sam a knowing smile, "Well, I know that Danny-boy will appreciate it."
Sam felt her cheeks burn and said, "What do you mean?"
"He likes you, girl."
"No he does, he likes Elphaba."
"Sam, a guy can think a girl is attractive but that doesn't mean they like them. Sure, it's possibility. But did you know that Fiyero and I use to go out?" Sam shook her head, "Well we did. And I really thought that I was in love with him but I wasn't. I never was and I somehow knew that he likes Elphaba. As much as hate to admit it but he did. Danny doesn't like Elphaba; maybe finds her attractive but they'll never be together. One, Fiyero and Elphaba are married. Second, Elphaba is a little too stiff. She doesn't like people very much and she used to hate me with passion."
"Well, I never thought of it that way…"
"I don't except you to, that's why I'm here!"
"I thought you were here to bring Elphaba home?" Sam asked. Galinda nodded.
"That too, but think about it—and thinking is something that I rarely do. Maybe it was fate for me to 'accidentally' send Elphie here, to help you out in the long run!"
"I still think it's a bad idea."
Galinda drew in a deep breath, "And though you protest, your disinterest, I know clandestinely—"
Sam groaned, snatching the dress and stomped out of the room, exclaiming, "Fine! Alright! Just stop singing!"
Once Galinda heard the bathroom door shut, Galinda grinned, "You're gonna grin and bear it your new found popularity-la la la la!" She jumped on Jazz's bed, "You'll be popular! Just not quite as popular as me!" She beamed proudly as she sang the last note and glance at the mirror, fixing the smudge of her gloss.
Sam's POV
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I told myself as I nervously breathed in and out, trying to stay calm and relaxed but I was so off balanced. It seemed that every bone in my body was shaking and my teeth chattered like it was below freezing or something. Galinda, on the other hand, was chirpier than those annoying little birds on that game—Angry Birds. How could she be so confident? I know that I look utterly ridiculous. Come on, how could I be popular? I'm moody and mean to everyone and I'm a punk for crying out loud! How could I be that girl? How could I be Danny's girl when he's drooling over Paulina! She's gorgeous—in her own way—and popular. He's been in love with her since the beginning of time! I turned away, "I can't do this!"
Galinda grabbed me into a hug, reassuringly said, "Yes you can! I didn't teach you my hair tossing techniques for nothing! Flirt that guy up!"
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"What are you guys arguing about?" Elphaba suddenly asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing Elphie!" Galinda chirped.
"Okay…" Elphaba turned around but stopped shortly, "By the way Sam, Danny will love you in that."
"Told you and Elphie is hopeless when it comes to guys!" Galinda ushered Sam into the lab with the guys lounging on the floor, eating potato chips.
Galinda cleared her throat, "Introducing my latest creation: Sam!"
All three guys looked up, completely stunned with the results, Tucker rubbed his eyes to make sure that he wasn't imagining stuff and Danny looked as if he was in awe.
Sam's hair went down to her breast and was beautifully curled into black spirals. Her makeup stayed natural and still looked like the original Sam, however, there was a fresher, healthier glow about her features. One thing is for certain is that she didn't look fake or like Paulina at all. She wore a black dress that stopped a little above the knee with a purple jacket over her bare shoulders. For shoes was a more fashionable black boot and the socks were changed into lime green.
Fiyero was the first to recover, his arm over Elphaba's shoulders, "You been Galindafied." That earned him a sharp nudge to his gut, he winced, "But you look pretty."
"You look different," Danny said, "I mean, not bad or anything. You look beautiful, an update on your style. Well, I mean, you looked pretty before but now, wow!" He scratched the back of his head and blushed with a sheepish smile.
Sam smiled, "Thanks."
Galinda sent her a smug "I told you so!" towards Sam who shrugged with an "oops?"
Fiyero cleared his throat, "So, since we have Elphie," he received another blow to the stomach, "I mean Elphaba! Galinda, where's the book so we can go back to Shiz?"
Immediately, Galinda stood there with a blank face and frozen in shock.
"Oh, crap!"
Alright, that's the end of this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it and please review so I know what you thought of it or would what to see next. (Most people don't know is that I take suggestions wink-wink.)
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