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A Dance is Coming!

Elphaba Thropp of Nest Hardings sat down to breakfast at Shiz University. Across from her was Galinda of the Arduennas, a blonde. Her friend Doctor Dillamond, a goat, or Animal – whichever – was chatting to her and Galinda about cleaner streets as they wolfed down eggs, bacon, and French Toast. Down the long table where they were sitting, were their three friends: Milla, Pfannee, and Shenshen.

Pfannee was a short Munchkinlander with reddish-blonde hair. Milla had dark hair and liked learning about the sciences. Shenshen came from an extremely wealthy family and was interested in sorcery.

Up at the head table in the Dining Hall, Madame Morrible tapped her glass filled with ice cold tea. The light tinkling sound was heard by everyone in the hall. Doctor Dillamond stopped talking momentarily.

"Attention! Attention!" Madame Morrible said. "Could I please have your attention! I would like to announce that on Saturday the first, Shiz University is having a dance at the Ozdust Ballroom! Everyone is invited to attend. Plus, we have arranged for the neighboring boys' school to come. Now, go back to your breakfasts!"

Immediately, the room was filled with even more chatter than before. Doctor Dillamond was going on a rant and saying things like, "A dance! It'll interfere with your schoolwork!" and "Bah!"

Galinda was the most excited of everyone. "A dance! At the Ozdust Ballroom! And with all the boys, too!"

Elphaba gave her a look that shut her right up. She was not very excited about it and did not want to be hearing about it for the next two days.

"Elphie? Aren't you excited? Do you even want to go?" asked Galinda.

"No," Elphaba said simply.

"Well, why not?"

Elphaba thought about it, then said, "Well, I'm not very pretty, and I'm green."

Galinda shrugged. "So? Does it really matter what you look like? Maybe the right person for you will be there and you won't even know it!"

"No," Elphaba repeated.

"Was that a no to going or what I just said?" asked Galinda.

"No to going," said Elphaba.

"All right. Fine. Be stubborn. Be a jerk and don't go."

"You know what, just so you will stop bugging me about it, I'll go. So shut up!"

:Fine."

They finished their breakfasts quietly and then went back up to their room, where Galinda immediately began to search through her wardrobe for something to wear to the dance. At first, she'd picked this pale green frock that looked marvelous on her. The she found a purple one. The a pale yellow one. Finally, she found a pink, shimmery dress that went wonderfull with her hair.

"You're very fickle!" Elphaba exclaimed.

"I know. And I love it!" cried Galinda. "And now we have to find a dress for you!"

Galinda walked over to Elphaba's wardrobe and opened it up. Inside was nothing but black dresses and frocks.

"Let's see…black, black, or black!"

Elphaba threw a book at her. They're all black, you idiot!"

Galinda laughed. "I know. It was a joke!"

"Well, you're not a very good joke maker."

"And I have no defense on my part. Which one?"

She held up two dresses.

"That one, "Elphaba said. "The one of the left."

"Good choice," said Galinda. "I was hoping you'd pick that one. I have some great shoes that would go with it."

"Really? Well, I think we should go down to our classes, now. I don't want to be late."

"All right."

And they left, giggling, through the door.