AN: Thanks for all the reviews! I know, two chapters in one week? She must be as high as Galinda and Fiyero… Speaking of which, yes they were on drugs. And really, Elphaba broke up with him because of her own insecurities (As per usual). You guys might like this chapter, I kind of dip into Chalexwa's POV for a bit.

Emy: Thank you for your support! I haven't been doing too well lately, but I've been getting better. And your English is actually not bad! I'm taking French and I am really bad at it, so I understand. Thank you for your kind words on the story!

Guest: Yes, Galinda and Fiyero being high was hilarious! It was really fun to write, I studied one of my more intoxicated acquaintances in order to truly capture how a high person acts… so basically how stupid I had to make them.

Now enough from me… the much dreaded chapter seven (cliffie included)! Cue dramatic music! *Dun, Dun DDDDUUUUUUNNNNN*!

Chapter Seven

Chalexwa watched from the chair as Elphaba sat on her bed, hugging her knees to her chest. Empty, she described her as. Elphaba is in the minority (as usual) of people, who rather than explodes and causes more damage to those around her, implodes, hurting herself. This was how the last week had gone, with Elphaba staying in her room except for classes. Chalexwa had to practically force feed her to make sure she didn't starve. She had spent about an hour every afternoon watching her. On the bright side, she had had a lot of time for thinking. She knew that that was what Elphaba was doing, too, but she knew that they would both rather think then talk to each other about it.

So this is what heartbreak looks like, she concluded. She had spent every moment not learning, hanging out, or helping Elphaba, with Jessen. Galinda was a match maker, she had decided on one such afternoon as her thoughts meandered for the hour spent at her friend's pity party. Every Ex she has soon finds true love. I hope Toaquin finds some other high hippie to be happy with, she thought resentfully. Chalexwa was beginning to realize her own feelings for Jessen. She glanced at Elphaba, who had put her head down, forehead on her curled up knees. She felt sorry, she couldn't help it. Also, apprehensive: that a pattern in the outcomes of relationships should appear in Galinda's Exes.

A small sound emanated from her direction, rather like a . But no, that can't be right, Chalexwa thought, she hasn't cried all week! Apparently the shell of shock had broken, and Elphaba's implosion had desisted and was leaking though.

"Elphaba?" Chalexwa tried to comfort. An actual sob came, and it wracked the green girl's body. "Oh Elphaba." She picked up her seat and moved next to her friend's bed.

When Elphaba lifted her head, "frenetic" seemed like a mild adjective to describe the damage done to her visage. Her face was soaking, her typical emerald pallor lackluster. "He's gone," she whispered.

"You could have him back," Chalexwa reassured.

"You assume he was mine in the first place. Don't you see how anomalous you and Galinda are? For whatever reason, you both seem to care."

"I don't 'seem' to, I do. And so does Fiyero!"

Elphaba snorted. "Yeah? You should've told him when he and Glin were-"

"DON'T even start that with me. Glin has apologized, she really didn't mean to, and he-"

"He only kissed her because he was high, right?"

Chalexwa nodded emphatically, hoping she was finally drilling some sense in.

"Exactly! He only kissed her when he was high because when he's sober he's too much of a gentleman and a coward to break things off with me normally. So clearly I am doing him a favor. He's only sad that he wasn't a gentleman, he'll be fine soon."

Chalexwa's jaw dropped. Then it closed. And then a strange expression settled on her face. One that was familiar to Elphaba's determined one. It was utter, complete, unadulterated incense. "That's IT! Elphaba, put your feelings aside. Walk out the Ozdammed door. AND GO TALK TO HIM! He has been no better than you this past week, and you know that. It's just like that dumb song you kept mocking me about! Love hurts. Love, Elphaba. You love him and he loves you. AND you know that, you are just too afraid and insecure to face it."

Elphaba, a tad stupefied, looked at her friend, who was breathing heavily from her outburst. "Really?" she said sarcastically.

Chalexwa sighed. "Fine. DON'T believe me. But you should still go talk to him." She stood up and walked out. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she turned into the stairs: and bumped into someone. "Sorry," she mumbled, but then she saw who it was.

"Fiyero! Please say you're going to go talk to her," she pleaded.

Fiyero stared at his shoes. "Yeah."

"Finally! Oz, she's been moping all week. Shiz, Fiyero if Jessen did that to me, I don't think I'd ever speak to him again! Now I've seen enough pining- from BOTH of you- to last me a lifetime. Now get your sorry butt in there and BEG her to take you back. NOW!" Chalexwa vented. Following this secondary flare-up, she stalked down the stairs, muttering about "worse than old married couple" and finding Jessen.

Fiyero grimaced, he knew she was right. But he had tried. It had been Monday, at lunch.

She had come down to lunch at Nessarose's insistence. Galinda sat between the couple, trying to create a barrier and failing. They had sat awkwardly in silence, listening to Boq and Nessa prattle meaninglessly from the other side of the table. After fifteen minutes and hardly touching her food, Elphaba said goodbye and left. Fiyero got up and followed.

"Listen-" he tried when they had gotten outside, but was cut off.

"No! I've seen and heard all I need to," she seethed, not breaking stride.

Fiyero turned around and walked backward. "Please! I just thought she was drunk-"

"So you kissed her."

"Nooooooooo," he whined. "I was high, she was high-"

"So how can I trust you if you're going to go to a party and get high within the first twenty minutes and kiss my friend?"

"Oz, will you just listen?!" he asked, putting his hand on her shoulder to stop her. She stopped, her expression raging.

"What." She replied frostily.

Her eyes held his captive. What can I do? What can I say? She twists everything I say! Shiz, this is so frustrating! "I figured out why I deserve you," he said quietly, deadly serious. "I've spent my whole life ignoring your kind, only to finally get to know one and find that you're amazing! And lo and behold, I fall in love! But that's why I deserve you. As penance. I got to find out that you're amazing, just enough to realize I didn't want anything, anyone, else, and now I can't have you." He walked back to the cafeteria, leaving her in silence, staring at the floor, trying and failing to hide her glistening eyes from him.

Pulling back to the present, he knocked on her door.

"Galinda I am not hungry. Chalexwa I do not want to talk," came a voice from inside. He took out his key, unlocked the door and walked in.

"Glin! I'm fine, really," her muffled voice groaned from her pillow. She was laying on her bed, face buried in the pillow. He sat down on a chair that was by her bed.

"Glin-" she cracked open her eye. Only one other person owned a key to their dorm, and he was sitting a foot from her face.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING." She shouted.

"Well um-"

"Chalexwa sent you, DIDN'T SHE!" she was sitting all the way up now.

"No, I bumped into her on the stairs, where she yelled at me, but I just came to-"

"No." she said quietly. The entire room was silent, but on the inside she was in tumult. Oz dammit can I just kiss him and be over with this? She thought. No! Her logical side screamed. You can not look into those eyes! Stop looking at them! Wizards and Witches, pull yourself together! "No," she repeated, a coolness to her response.

Fiyero's face hardened. "Fine." He got up and walked out of the room. Elphaba's irrational and emotional side hoped it wasn't out of her life.

Fiyero slid into the booth at the Primrose Café next to Galinda.

"Glin, what the hell am I supposed to do now?"

She looked at his gaunt form. He looked lifeless, like the soul had been sucked out of him. He hadn't been eating much, and she knew Elphie hadn't either. She worried for them. "I could try and talk to her…"

Fiyero gazed at her with apprehensive hope. "You would do that… for me?"

"Oh Fifi, we're still friends, aren't we?" She leaned over and gave him a friendly hug.

"Yes Glin," he smiled, hugging her back.

Galinda gave him a wistful smile. "It'll work out Fifi, I promise."

"Thanks, Galinda." He looked relieved, if still melancholy.

"Now, you HAVE to eat something."

"But Glii-iin," Fiyero complained.

"No buts. You are way too skinny to be healthy, and I'd bet all the rubies in Quadling Country that Elphie is too. You gotta bulk up, bring sexy back, all that good stuff."

Fiyero laughed weakly at this and relented. "FINE. As long as we're clear that I never left," he replied slyly.

The meal passed in relative silence, with occasional conversation. When they finished, they both left with quiet goodbyes. Galinda promised that she'd try to talk to Elphie, and gave him one last hug before they parted. Little did they know the adjacent booth had been eavesdropping.

"Fiyero and Galinda had dinner together?" one girl said incredulously.

"Yeah! Did you hear her say something about him being sexy?" The second girl said this as though calling Fiyero sexy was unnatural.

"Totes! And not only that, but they were quiet through like the whole meal! I bet they were staring romantically at each other!" the first girl concluded.

"See! I told you Galinda would go back to him! He is way too hot to pass up. Oz, we HAVE to tell someone! Like, stat. This is such big news, I just- ugh. I literally- CAN'T. EVEN." Girl two raved.

"I feel ya. Fiyero and Galinda are dating again? Only you thought that was happening. And O. M. O. did you even SEE that hug they gave each other? Like, seriously, they MUST be dating again. We should tell Pfannee and Shen-Shen first, they'll be able to help spread this fast."

And with this, the two misguided girls set off to spread a rumor that was sure to be wildfire.

AN: No, you may not kill me. Instead, give me reviews, or favorite lines! I don't know when I'll be posting chapter eight, but be forewarned: It'll have another major plot builder *cue music*…. *Ahem, I said, cue music!*…. Sorry, the monkeys aren't a very good stage crew. Here: DUN DUN DDDDUUUUUUUNNNNNN!