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Chapter 2: Stories

When the dresses stopped churning, Elphaba used the wand to pick up the wad of, now gross colored and not-as-sparkly, dresses and put them in the now extra hot dryer. Shutting the door of the dryer she scanned for a safe place to read. She sat herself on a stool, in a corner, a ways away from the water tubs. She had used Galinda's wand just because she had felt like it and it had been sitting right on the table. Plopping down on the stool she opened her book and started reading. She lost herself in the pages.

Five long chapters later she looked up from her book and realized it was now about two hours later and she figured the dryer tool must have shut off about an hour ago. Slowly, she closed her book and rose from her stool. Her black nightgown flowed out behind her as she made her way to the dryer. Opening the doors of the dryer, she let out a gasp. Now that she felt a bit better about what had happened the day before, seeing these prized dresses made Elphaba get a sinking feeling in her stomach. The dresses that she had taken out of Glinda's closet had been magnificent. Even the not as fancy plain ones had been soft and beautiful.

'Now,' Elphaba thought wincing as she took them out one by one, 'now they are horrific, and ugly.' Each dress she took out made her more and more horrible about herself. 'Maybe this is to show me what I am. Mean and disgusting.'

All of the dresses had somehow managed to loose all their glitter, jewels, and gems. Elphaba found them sitting at the bottom of the dryer She put the gems and jewels in her one and only pocket. Not to keep but to give back to Galinda. Every dress had lost its original color and turned an ugly gray-green. To make matters worse, they had all shrunk about three to four sizes. Before this incident, she could have looked back on her life and told someone that she didn't have a conscious without lying. Now, she wished she would have just stayed in her room and sulked. After staring at the hideous pile of what were once gorgeous gowns, Elphaba slowly got her book and the wand from her corner. A flick of the wand and the dresses floated in front of her.

At 3 o'clock at night there were no students or faculty to run into on the way from the washroom to her dorm room. Elphaba slowly turned to handle of the door to reduce the sound. When she looked in she saw everything as it was when she left. Galinda had curled into a ball and was snoring a bit. Carefully, Elphaba hung up the dresses and put everything back exactly as it was when Glinda went to bed. Crawling into bed she glanced once more at the closet. Before she fell asleep she tried to brace herself for what she might go through in the morning. She also noticed Galinda starting to toss and turn in her sleep. Elphaba then fell into a dreamless slumber.

Galinda, on the other-hand, was having the worst dream she had ever had in her lifetime. It had started out wonderful; she had been at a ball, the biggest ball of the year. Wearing her favorite and most prized dress, (which was a bright pink, and had many sparkly jewels on it) she was the center of attention. After talking to everyone important she spotted Fiyero making his way over to her.

"May I have the honor of this dance?" He offered his hand when he got to her.

"You may." Galinda giggled. 'Just wait until Shen and Pfannee find out that I danced with the most popular guy in Shiz!' she thought as he led her to the dace floor.

He bowed, she curtsied, and they started a slow waltz.

"You are a very good dancer, Miss Glinda." Fiyero smiled.

"Why thank you, you are too." Glinda tried to think of a conversation starter. "Are you having fun at the ball Sir Fiyero?"

"Now that I'm with you I am." He sent her into a twirl, then a dip. "You are so beautiful tonight."

"Why thank you. This is my most cherished dre- What the…! My dress! What's happening to my beautiful dress?" She shrieked. They had stopped dancing by now. Everyone else on the dance floor did not seem to notice. Her lovely pink dress had gotten a splotch of this ugly gray-green color on it. The green area was growing. Within a minute the entire dress had gone from pretty to grotesque. Then, with Fiyero watching with a shocked look on his face, the jewels fell off. She looked up and she saw Elphaba standing next to Fiyero staring at her. Elphaba's expression changed from a sneer to shock.

"Wow, Galinda. If you're trying to set a new trend I don't think that's the one you should go for." Elphaba started to laugh.

"What do you mean…?" At that moment she looked down to see her dress again. She let out a scream that could've been heard throughout the entire school if she had been awake. Her dress had vanished. She was standing there, in the middle of the dance floor, naked! Fiyero was just standing there with his jaw dropped and Elphaba was laughing harder than Galinda had ever seen her laugh before. Come to think of it, she hadn't ever seen Elphie laugh before. She stood watching dream Elphie laugh, lost in the sight of green girl.

Then she remembered why she was being laughed at. She got very red and started to try and cover herself up. She ran over to the tables. For some reason no one seemed to notice that she wasn't clothed but Elphaba and Fiyero. For some reason where ever she ran to they were there, always a shocked Fiyero and a laughing Elphaba. Galinda was starting to cry. None of the tablecloths would come off the tables, nor would the curtains come off the windows.

After frantically running around for a bit she realized, she was humiliated not only because she was naked, but also because she wanted Elphaba to stop laughing at her. For some reason she wanted the green bean to like her.

Elphaba woke that morning and saw that the sun was already high in the sky. Looking at the clock, she saw that it was already ten thirty. She glanced over to Galinda's bed and saw that the blonde was still sleeping. Elphaba could tell there was something wrong. Galinda was shaking and whimpering in her sleep. Elphaba snuck over to take a look at her roomie. The girl was wrapped tight in her pink blankets, Elphaba guessed from twisting around all night. Elphie also noticed that there were tears coming out from behind her closed eyes.

'What to do, what to do?' Elphaba wondered. She decided to wake the poor girl from her nightmare. She started by quickly poking Galinda's shoulder. After that didn't work she poked Glinda's sweaty brow twice, a little bit harder than before. This time Galinda stirred a bit and then kept on whimpering. Now just plain annoyed, Elphaba took Galinda's shoulders and shook them.

"Wake up damn it!" Elphaba growled. She didn't stop shaking her until she saw Galinda open one of her eye's a tiny bit. "Welcome back to reality."

"Elphie?" Galinda whispered confused. Remembering her dream she tried to check and see if she was wearing clothes, but she was too tangled in her sheets.

"You were tossing and turning a lot last night." Elphaba decided to let the 'Elphie' thing slide, "You were…crying too." She finished in a whisper.

"I…I was just having a nightmare. I'm sorry if I worried you." Glinda said hopefully.

"I wasn't worried. It was just a dream." With that Elphaba walked into the bathroom to change out of her nightdress.

"Oh." Galinda sighed sadly. She laid there and listened to her roommate get ready. Even now she felt bad for letting her friends do that to the poor girl. 'I wonder if she's planning on going outside today?' She wondered.

Her question was answered in a few moments later. Elphaba came out of the bathroom, grabbed her schoolwork, and left with a quick "'bye."

"Well, um, goodbye…" Galinda said quietly as the door closed. With a sigh she got herself untangled from her sheets and saw that in her rush last night she forgot to set out an outfit for today. She waltzed over to her closet, thinking about how good the dream had been before 'it' happened. She opened the closet doors and, for a few seconds, she couldn't breathe. She couldn't remember how. Half her dresses were ruined. They were the same gray-green color as they had been in her dream. The affected dresses had some how lost all their gems and jewels. Galinda searched the floor of her closet for them, to see if they had fallen off like in her dream. There was nothing on the floor. She got back up and took another look at her dresses.

"No…no…NO!" She sobbed as she flipped through her dresses. Finally she got to 'the' dress. Her most prized possession. The dress in her dream. It was also destroyed. Sobbing even harder, she took the dress off its hanger. She took it to a corner, sat down, curled into a bell with her gown, and just cried. She lost herself, and time, in her sobs.

Elphaba's guilt lifted as the day wore on. Even when she didn't see Galinda or her posse all afternoon, she didn't feel so bad about what she did. The rumor had died down quite a bit and she was actually enjoying the weather and reading time. Before she went to supper she decided to make a stop off at her dorm and drop off the books she got at the library.

In the hall she spotted Shenshen and Pfannee sitting outside what looked to be her dorm room door. As Elphaba got closer she saw that it was her dorm room they were in front of.

"Would you two mind moving?" Elphaba tried to reach the door handle without stepping on them.

"What did you do to her!" Pfannee shrieked.

"What do you mean?" Elphaba knew exactly what they meant.

"You're ugly and horrible!" Pfannee said, softer this time. Shenshen just sat there with her head in her hands.

"I'm going to say this once more, would you move!" Elphaba prepared to step all over them to get into her room.

"Fine, we'll go see to Galinda's fans." Pfannee got up; then helped Shenshen up.

Shen got two steps away and then turned back, "Goodbye, whore." She walked off.

Elphaba ran a hand through her dark hair and sighed. She turned to the door and tried turning the handle. It was locked. Their room is never locked. During the first few weeks at Shiz, Elphaba had tried to keep the room locked. She gave up on it when she found that Galinda kept leaving it unlocked. Elphaba dug deep in her bag, under all the textbooks and library books. She found the key after a couple minutes of grumbling some choice expletives.

She slid the key into the keyhole and opened the door. Elphaba kept her eyes trained to the ground as she walked in. She wasn't sure if she wanted to see the state Galinda was in. The sobbing coming from the girl was real. When she set her things on her bed she was ready to look. The sight knocked the air out of her lungs like a punch to the stomach. Galinda was curled in a tight ball in a corner, clutching one of the gowns Elphaba had wrecked.

"Um, Galinda?" Elphaba stepped two small steps closer, almost scared to get too close to the girl.

The sobbing continued.

"Galinda! It's just a couple of dresses! Let it go!" Elphaba was now annoyed that anyone could get that upset over a couple of dresses when they were perfectly capable of buying many new ones. 'If anything she should be happy. She can go shopping.' Elphaba thought as she stared at the blonde.

Galinda slowly stopped crying and very slowly lifted her head. Elphaba almost gasped at the sight of her roomie. Her hair was in knots and all over the place on her head. She was still in her nightgown from last night and she had no make-up on. Her eyes were puffy and red, her face was drenched in tears and snot was freely running from her small nose. The dress she was clutching was soaked in one area from all the crying she had done that day. What got to Elphaba was her expression. Galinda's face was contorted with rage.

"Just…a dress?" Galinda said, too nice and too calm.

Elphaba swallowed; amazed she could fear this pink diva. "Y-yes," She cleared her throat, "It, they," she gestured at Galinda's closet, "are just dresses. Yeah they are ruined, but you can easily go out and get new ones. They are material items, they are not made to be mourned like this."

"So, you think I should easily be able to just get up and throw out all these dresses at a point in time, and get new ones to fill their spot?" Galinda's voice wavered as her mask of calm started to come off.

"Yes." It was close enough for her.

"You realize, you're saying that since my dresses are just 'material' items they can be replaced easily. So saying that, you are able to just throw away your books and get new ones?" Galinda raised an eyebrow.

Elphaba stood there. She was stunned at the logic coming out of the blonde's mouth. Even if it was logical, she wasn't about to lose this argument. She pulled up a chair from the study desk. "No, my books have sentimental value for me."

"And my dresses don't have that for me?" Galinda's voice started to rise.

"Well…do they?"

"YES!" Galinda started sobbing again.

"Oh." Elphaba didn't know what to say. "May I inquire as to what it is that makes you so attached to these dresses?"

Galinda looked up again, tears still leaking from her blue eyes. "What?" She hiccupped.

"May I ask why you are so attached to your gowns?" Elphaba repeated softly.

This surprised Galinda. Her brash roommate was actually asking if she could ask a personal question. "Well, I guess so. If it will make you understand."

"Good." Elphaba got comfortable, prepared for a long story.

Galinda, instead, got up and walked to the closet. She pulled out a gown that used to be quite fancy. "This one, I went to my first formal ball in." She pulled out another dress, this one used to be an everyday dress. "This one, I got my first real kiss in." One after one she pulled out each dress in the closet. Wrecked and not wrecked. Each one had a story to go with it. She only stopped when she had emptied out all of her dresses.

Elphaba was speechless. Some of those memories had been really special, and she had ruined them. She stared at Galinda in silence as she put her dresses back in the closet. When she was done, she grabbed the gown she had been clutching when Elphaba had walked in and sat in her corner again. Elphaba wondered how much she could get away with today.

"What about that one?" Elphaba nodded towards the gown.

Galinda looked down at it and sighed. "This one," a faint smile formed on her lips, "this one, was given to me by my Grandfather." She started stroking the fabric, "He was always so great to me. He had always given me small but beautiful trinkets when I would go to see him. Then one day I visited him and he presented me with this beautiful gown. I was shocked, something like this two years ago was pretty expensive. He told me that his little Galinda-bear was worth it. I was ecstatic by now and so very happy. We left and I wore this dress as often as I could. We went to visit again the next week and I made sure I wore it. An hour after we got there my Grandfather died of a stroke. My parents rushed me out, but I had seen enough for it to haunt me for the next week or two. In the next month I never took this dress off. My parents yelled at me to take it off but no one could make me. Eventually I took it off to go swimming and I moved on. I have always kept it with me when I traveled. Now it's…it's…" She broke into another crying fit.

"Galinda…" Elphaba felt really bad now. All the guilt that she had lost that afternoon had returned, this time it hurt even worse. "This isn't your fault."

"It is my fault! I had dreamt that this would happen," She left out the minor details, "Maybe this is like what I did to Ama Clutch!"

"Galinda!" Elphaba couldn't keep it a secret any longer. She leapt up and shouted, "I did it! I ruined your dresses!"

Galinda stopped crying and looked up, "What?" she asked slowly.

"I ruined your dresses. I got up late last night and ruined your dresses. I didn't know that they meant so much to you." Elphaba looked at the floor.

"I…I don't know what to say," Galinda said bewildered.

Elphaba stood there, eyes trained on the floor.

"Why?" Galinda asked quietly, her heart breaking.

"Because you spread that shit around about me. I felt that I needed payback, so I…" Elphaba looked at Galinda, searching her eyes for forgiveness.

Galinda was shocked, "I did not spread shit around about you." She got up and walked over to her bed, climbed under the covers and turned her back to Elphaba.

Elphaba felt hurt that Galinda was so mad. What she couldn't figure out was why? Why had she been wanting forgiveness? She had never needed forgiveness. Why did his hurt so much? It's not like they were good friends. She got ready for bed and feel asleep trying to sort out many mixed and new feelings.

Galinda didn't fall asleep for hours after Elphaba's breathing became steady. She was also in deep thought.

'If Elphaba did this to me out of revenge and I didn't actually do it, does that mean that she did this for no reason? If that s true, I can get revenge for what she did to me.' Galinda figured in her head. 'Oo, look how the tables have turned.'

She fell asleep thinking of revenge.