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"OK." she thought to herself, "Mallgood, Feeling scaredbad." Now that she was by herself again, well, as by herself as she could be in a mall, she realized how scared she actually felt after last night's ordeal. She was hallucinating, that was the only explanation. A hooded figure couldn't be stalking her. Just because she THOUGHT she saw someone, doesn't mean they are real, let alone stalking them, "Be rational!" she scolded herself. "Ok, just stay in crowded places and you will be fine." Glinda muttered to herself.
"Umm… Excuse me miss… are you alright?" The strangely familiar voice startled Glinda.
"Yes, I'm fine." Glinda said, looking up into to the face of, none other than Boq, her munchkin friend, well, acquaintance from Shiz.
"Boq? Is that really you?" Glinda proclaimed in mock delight.
"Glinda? Well, its so good to see you. Of course I have heard all about you, working with the wizard, a fashion icon." Boq gushed. Still, quite clearly, in love with Glinda.
"Yes, well… you wanna grab a coffee and catch up on… things?" Glinda asked, looking for an excuse to be with someone, to distract her from her, frightening… hallucinations, which was what she had decided to call them from now on, only… not to anyone else.
"Of course, I mean I have other-"
"Great." Glinda cut him off. "Where do you wanna go?"
Now that Glinda was alone with Boq and trying not to listen to his ramblings about how much he missed people, how much they have changed… blah blah blah. She couldn't help but notice that he had grown into a quite handsome man, he had gotten muscles, so he, instead of looking stretched and ill-proportioned, looked like a normal, tall, muscular guy. She couldn't help but think of him as more than an old school friend. "But what would Fiyero think?" She thought to herself. Suddenly she decided to tune into the conversation and distract herself from his, now, good looks.
The rest of the afternoon continued with no more adulterous thoughts, Glinda felt proud that, for once, she showed self restraint, although she never felt that way about someone other than Fiyero before. "What is wrong with me?" she angrily and somewhat confusedly thought to herself. "First I hallucinate, and then I think about being untrue to my dear Fiyero. I must be unwell." This time, thinking out loud. Just in time to hear Glinda say this, Fiyero entered, Glinda turned to see a look of hurt and a hint of… anger? Cross Fiyero's Face.
"Its not what it sounds like!" Glinda cried.