Chapter 3: Difficult Roommates
"Linda! You're going to be late for school if you don't get down here RIGHT NOW!" I turned to glare at Fiyero, and he recoiled.
My dear daughter, my sweet little girl, is going to Shiz!
But she thought it funny to wait till the last minute to pack! I mean, waiting until the absolute last chance to prepare?! ARGH! She did not get that from me.
I threw a quick glance at my husband despite myself.
She's had what…? How long has it been? Seven- no- eight years to pack?!
"Can you believe she waited to start packing for school until LAST NIGHT? I mean, if she doesn't get down here, I won't be able to send her to the train!" I now glared in the direction of Linda's quarters. Ever since I faked my death and escaped with Fiyero, we have lived in his family's castle in Kiaom Ko. Fiyero and I reside in the West wing, and Linda in the East. We use the North wing for storing food and clothing, and the South wing for Chistery and his fellow flying monkeys. We've been very happy all this ti-!
Pause.
All this time? Eight years?! It's been eight years! What the…? How- when- s- she grew up! She's now- oh my G- she's an adult!
I can't believe eight years have gone by so fast. It seems like just yesterday that we planned to send Linda to Shiz…!
"I'M COMING!" she shouted. She came bouncing down the stairs, her bags following down behind her. Her long black hair, straight as ever, soared behind her. She has grown even more beautiful than ever, especially in a gown of. . .
"Pink?!" Fiyero's voice brought me out of my trance. She was indeed wearing pink. A soft pink, in the form of a thin flowy, gown. She looked absolutely stunning, and reminded me so much of Galinda, I almost cried. She was so much more beautiful than I was.
Oh! There's the old self-esteem issue!
Again.
"Oh- yeah. It's just a little something I made in my spare time. Do you like it?" She twirled around, allowing us to see the full effect of her gown.
She was so beautiful. Perfection was an understatement, my daughter looked…-er, she looked- Is there a word to describe? Angelic.
That worked very well.
But how, how in all of Oz, did she get that beautiful?
I mean, I was nev-
"Mom? Mom? MOM!" she snapped her fingers in front of my face, bringing me out of my thoughts.
Maybe I should seek help?
"S-sorry. Are you ready to go?" I smiled at the loving angel in front of me.
!!Glinda's POV!!
"Fabala! Are you ready, your carriage is here!"
I swear, that girl over packs, and takes too long doing it. But she's my daughter so, well, you know…
"I'm coming! Do you like my new dress?" She was wearing a flowy gown of pale green, the color of Elphi when she felt faint, or was afraid.
Memories, thousands upon thousands of memories fell on my helpless conscience all at once.
It hurt. It hurt very, very bad.
"It's beautiful, darling. Now get going!" And I sent her out the door. Unable to say more, I was afraid my voice would crack. I pursed my lips, to keep my breathing steady, and I breathed slowly through my nose.
It was going to be a long day.
!!Linda's POV!!
As soon as Mom sent me to the train station, I about died from the sudden sound that reached my ears. It was even louder than ten monkeys giving birth at the same time. And let me tell you, that is very unpleasant!
"All students headed for Shiz University, please board train 8 at this time. Thank you!" a loud voice called.
There's so many people…!
As soon as I headed toward the train, I accidently bumped into a girl with long golden curls, and a pale green dress on.
"Oh! I'm sorry I didn't se-" She cut me off.
"No, you didn't!" and she stalked off without a backward glance.
That little bit- Calm. Mom always told me; be calm. Never did she say not to get mad… and that girl- Great. This year is going to be so much fun.
The rest of the trip went without consequence, until we finally arrived to the school and got our room assignments. I was assigned to room L1F1B0 in the Gale dormitory, with someone named Fabala. As I walked into the hallway where my room was, I noticed that the door was already open. And guess who was inside?
Oh, for the love of Oz…!
Yep. The girl who hated my guts after the first meeting. Maybe loath would be a better word.
All I did was bump into her!
Dammit! Damn it all! Just my luck!
And I silently chastised myself for- well nothing really- but I was very ticked.
But, with my luck, the evening will just get worse!
Let's prey that I'm wrong…