Hey guys! Guess what! I've decided to post a new chapter! Yay!

(Well, uh, a few things, one: English testing for next year [it was tricky and I don't get the results until January!] two: Band concert, three: I actually did this chapter a while ago, and four: I'm trying to procrastinate as long as possible on a geography project and History project... I'm half way done with my History that's due tomorrow that I can't concentrate on...)

So I decided to treat everyone and my subscribers to another chapter of Nothing is What it Seems! *insert bad cornet playing here*

Disclaimer: If I owned Wicked, would I be here? No, I would be watching it every day for the rest of my life!

I'm Not that Girl

I stood there for a minute with my breath accelerating by the minute. I stumbled over to a tree and held on the trunk for dear life.

Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl

Is this what love feels like, a whirling array of pain and longing? Could I be in love? My mind was still blurred from the actions and words exchanged moments earlier. I shook my head started to stroll through the forest with my hand occasionally brushing the overgrowth.

Don't dream too far

Don't lose sight of

who you are

I stopped dead in my tracks to find myself in an unfamiliar part of the forest. Feeling a sudden rush of grief, I dropped to my knees and held my heart that was threatening to burst.

Don't remember that rush of joy

He could be that boy

I'm not that girl

This is too new, what really made me fall in love with him, and why that person? He's so idiotic, naïve, handsome, smart…. Elphaba, get a grip on yourself! I picked myself up and started to run in a random direction and then a picture started to form in my head. I almost screamed for it to get out, but it just formed into a clearer picture.


I was sitting contently on a blanket looking over to a nearby river. I smiled, watching the consent flow of the water of Suicide Canal.

Ev'ry so often we long to steal

He was there with a picnic basket. He bowed and gestured for me to take my choosing.

To the land of what-might-have-been

We both started to drink our mint tea-

But that doesn't soften the ache we feel

-when he started to lean in.

When reality sets back in


No, I have to live in reality. He already has a girlfriend; the circumstances are just too crazy. I was glad when the visions dissolved into a mere memory. I glanced forward out of the forest and saw Galinda and Fiyero practicing their lip action on the edge of the campus. Feeling the grief wield up in my throat, I kept running.

Blithe smile, lithe limb

She who's winsome,

she wins him

I caught sight of my dorm room door as I skidded a corner about a good fifty yards from where the happy couple was sitting. I watched, a creamy chocolate brown mixed with sunshine blonde hair? What's better, seeing the truth that hurts now or telling yourself the lies and letting greater pain relish?

Gold hair with a gentle curl

That's the girl he chose

And Heaven knows

I'm not that girl

Galinda is his one and only, so perfect together, he would never give me a second glance, only to laugh at me. What does Galinda have that I don't? My answer: everything.

Don't wish, don't start

Wishing only wounds the heart

I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl

There's a girl I know

He loves her so I'm not that girl...


I apologize, short chapter! But then again, this is one of the shorter songs...

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