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Glinda knew Elphaba retreated to the woods that led off campus. She knew she would because she knew Elphaba so well. The green girl was hurt. She'd never go to anyone if she was upset. She wouldn't go to the library, either, if she couldn't keep her emotions under control. Although she usually could in any given situation, Glinda knew that she couldn't. Carefully, Glinda sat beside her on the fallen tree. "Please, just leave me be."
"Elphie," Glinda started, but was then interrupted.
"Don't call me that. We aren't friends. We never were," Elphaba whispered the last part, but Glinda heard her loud and clear.
"Of course we are friends," she tried. "I didn't mean what I said when I found you and Fiyero. It was wrong of me to say it, but in my defense, I found my boyfriend and my best friend in a compromising position while I was drunk," Glinda explained.
"I can tell how much you cared for him. Three days after he cheats on you, you're all over my sister," Elphaba spat.
"Actually, she was all over me," Glinda said, remembering how Nessa was the one on top the whole night, not even letting Glinda roll them over. She saw Elphaba tense at that, and she realized it was too early for jokes. "Please, Elphie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I hurt you the other night. I know this isn't about Nessa or you finding us like that. I know this is about what I said to you. I shouldn't have." Glinda knew she shouldn't be as sorry as she was. If she was still Galinda, she would have disowned Elphaba permanently. But she wasn't Galinda anymore, she was Glinda, and Glinda was forgiving and didn't want to hurt people.
"Do you truly love her?" Elphaba asked suddenly, not something Glinda expected. She expected to be yelled and screamed at, then somehow make up with her friend in the end.
"I do," Glinda said, no doubt in her mind. "And I'm glad Fiyero and I are over so I can be with her. I know the relationship isn't what society will like."
"I don't want you or Nessa getting hurt," Elphaba said and stared at her feet, still unable to meet Glinda's eyes.
"As long as we have each other, I think we'll be okay," Glinda said.
"And I'm sorry," Elphaba said suddenly. "For being the other woman, so to speak."
"It's all right, Elphie. I forgive you," Glinda said and hugged her. She felt thin arms eventually hug her back.
"I'm going to warn you now. Everything isn't what it seems. That ridiculous Princess of the Underworld thing isn't real. None of it is. Open your eyes and you'll realize what you're doing here," Elphaba said after they were silent for a bit. Glinda tilted her head in confusion as to what she meant or why she even brought it up. The blonde went to ask her what she meant, but the words wouldn't leave her mouth. She silently followed Elphaba back to the dormitories before Elphie broke the silence again. "Don't you wonder why Morrible doesn't care about your relationship? Don't you wonder why nothing terrible is really happening here? You see, Nessa's toying with you. Or she doesn't know the truth, either."
"Elphie, you aren't making any sense!" she exclaimed.
"You will find that nothing makes sense," Elphaba replied. "Go back to Nessa. She's probably worried."
Without another word, did.
At the next history lecture, Glinda's eyes went wide at the sight of Doctor Dillamond teaching as if nothing had gone wrong. Confused, she took a seat near Elphaba and gave her a questioning look before she took out a piece of paper and wrote the raven haired girl a note. In it, she asked what was going on, and why he was back without a scratch on him even though he had been taken away roughly by the Gale Force, she had heard. I told you, Elphaba wrote back. Nothing will make sense as long as you're here.
After class, Glinda ignored her admirers as she studied the simple note Elphaba had given her. What did that even mean? Was the whole thing about her being a princess a joke? Perhaps the first life she had lived in Oz wasn't real. Maybe there wasn't a Glenda. But what was this pink fairy thing that only she, Nessa, and Dillamond claimed to see? She had to figure out who was tricking her. The Goat didn't have a motive, nor did the Thropp sisters. She was so confused that she felt that she could pull all of her blonde curls out of her head and not even care.
When Elphaba arrived back at the dorm, Glinda didn't hesitate to ask her what she meant by the note she had passed her in class. "I meant what I said. As long as you're here, things won't make sense."
"What do you want me to do? Drop out of Shiz and do nothing with my life?"
"The thing is, Glinda, you aren't in Shiz. You're here, and you should be there, with Nessa."
"What in Oz are you talking about? Why don't you make any sense anymore?"
"I always make sense," Elphaba replied. "Tonight, bring Nessa to the portal."
"You mean that weird place in the forest made out of stone?"
"Yes, that," Elphaba said. "Everything will make sense, I promise you."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. And don't believe anything about the underworld or you being a saint. You are not a saint as much as you want it to be. Nessarose is manipulating you. This is her world and you just exist in it. For some reason, you were drawn to it."