Author's Note: I HAVE A VERY GOOD REASON FOR NOT UPDATING! It's ah… Well, I have no reasons left. I just got incredibly lazy, lost my 'Wicked' muse, and began thinking about how I'm (OMFG) seeing Les Miserables in 8 DAYS! Spasm. But a quick listen to my Wicked CD, and I had enough energy to finish chapter ten! Wewt!

In response to someone who said 'Please make your chapters longer': I don't write excess stuff. Why should I put in a thought or an action that doesn't advance the plot just because the paragraph is small.

Chapter Ten

I had collapsed on the bed only minutes after Elphaba left. I couldn't help it. With nothing to do, and the bad side affect of drinking coming on, my eyes practically shut themselves. I apparently slept through my alarm, because by the time I woke up, I knew that Chemical Sciences had begun at least an hour ago…

I made my way into the square, hoping I didn't look insanely sloppy. I did my best to keep up the appearance that I was anything but hung over. I was sure that what everyone was seeing as I walked to the nearest bench was a raccoon-eyed slob with flat curls. I was sure I'd never been drunk before, and now I was certain of it. Never before had I felt the torture of hangovers…

"Galinda!"

I let out a groan. Sometimes I think I'm too popular.

"We found you!" It was Shenshen, with Pfannee tagging along behind her.

They gasped as they caught sight of me, running up to me as if I'd just broken a leg. "Galinda, honey, what happened? Did you do your make-up in the dark?" Pfannee asked, seemingly serious, though I'm sure it was a joke.

They whipped out their mascara, eye shadow, and other forms of make-up. The girls didn't hesitate to primp. Scrunching my hair with their fingers in hopes of re-curling it, re-applying the messy clumps around my eyes, adding lip-liner, a fresh coat of foundation, the usual. I just hoped I looked better than I did before...

"So what's the deal?" Pfannee asked after the whole re-do was done, "You skipped class today."

I whimpered, holding my head in my hands for a minute, "Pfannee, I wasn't exactly feeling up to Chemistry today…" I paused, "Wait, you two aren't in Chemistry with me."

The girls grinned, and began to squeal, "We transferred into your class!" They shouted in unison.

"Isn't that cool?" Shenshen squeezed my hand, "Now we have every class together!"

"Oh that's… so cool." I couldn't help but feel a little smothered. I loved the girls to death, don't get me wrong, but did we really need to be together every second of the day?

We chatted for about half an hour. The conversation was mostly them chattering about how the three of us should go out to the café for lunch, and what we should eat, and how, once again, it was insanely awesome that we had every class together. I tuned out; I didn't want to listen to them. Maybe it was just the hangover… It had to be the hangover. Sensible people don't just stop enjoying the company of their best friends!

"Oh, look whose coming!" Shenshen giggled, "Hey, Fiyero! Over here!"

"Look, its Galinda's boyfriend!" Pfannee teased.

I became as excited as I could, but my effort to look perky failed, even though my heart was beating with anticipation. This was it… Fiyero and I were officially a couple, right? This was our first day as 'couple'! Oh, Oz help me if it wasn't! I don't kiss people I don't intend to commit to; I most certainly do not want to be known as a slut.

Fiyero made his way towards us, rustling his locks nervously with one hand. He seemed to be thinking about something… Oh no! Was he thinking of a way to tell me we weren't…

He stepped over to me, immediately. He loomed over me for a minute, seeming hesitant. I didn't say anything; I decided to let him talk first…

Then, he bent down to my level, sitting next to me. And then, a kiss (on the cheek, but that's only because my head swerved involuntarily). So it was definitely official? We were a couple. I would've squealed with happiness, but the headache discouraged me from doing that.

As I thanked Oz for the confirmation of our 'couple-ness', he put his arm over my shoulder, "Feeling better today?" He asked.

I answered with a groan and buried my head in his chest.

"You can't blame her, though," Pfannee piped up, "If I'd danced with a green goblin, I would've gulped down that whole bowl of punch."

"No, 'Pfann, Galinda was already tipsy when she did that." She turned to me, "Right?" Though she didn't wait for me to confirm that before continuing, "I mean, no one in their right mind would do such a goofy dance if they weren't out of it."

Fiyero looked at the girls, a mixture of disgust and disappointment. I expected to hear some comment defending my honor, or telling the girls to leave me be, because I'd done something selfless. But instead, we heard:

"Elphaba is not the monster you all make her out to be!"

My friends shot him a glance, "Since when do you even know her?!" Shenshen asked.

"We ah… Share a class."

Just as he said this, a flustered green girl made her way across the courtyard. She still had her hair down, which made me as happy as a hung-over person could get. And the sweater looked great, even if it was a little tight.

She looked over at us, and blushed. Fiyero turned his head away. If I'd taken a moment to glance at Fiyero, I'd probably see him blushing too.