A/N: Yes, I know. Long delay. Truth was, I had a mix of writers block and insane activity schedual. But anyway, thank you for all the reviews on the last chapter. YEs, I know it did not seem very Galinda'like for her to be cursing, but you would be mad too if you saw your best friend and your boyfreind getting it on. Hehe..so anyway. Here's the latest installment of my fanfic. Reviews help me know how to improve my story, so keep them coming!
Disclaimer: Just for this moment...as long as i pretend Wicked's mine...i'm in exctacy...she how bright i shine!
Galinda and Elphaba trudged behind Madame Morrible, heads bent in shame. Sure, their public display of un-affection seemed necessary at the moment but as they followed the old Headmistress into her office, heads turned and whispers and rumors started to accumulate.
Elphaba tried killing Galinda.
I always knew she was a freak.
Morrible is expelling Elphaba, but giving Galinda special privileges.
Elphaba is being sent to be dealt with by the Wizard. That's how bad she is.
She tried sacrificing Galinda. Thank Oz Fiyero got in the way of that.
Galinda would never start a fight. It was that green bean.
Madame Morrible and the girls approached the door to her office. Elphaba took a deep, calming breath. This was the last thing that she needed. If she was expelled from Shiz, her father would completely disown her, not just ignore her like he usually does. As Morrible turned the glass knob of the door, regret of recent actions flooded Elphaba's body. She was much smarter than to engage in a fight with her now ex best friend. Love can make you do some bizarre things.
The three entered the office. Portraits of former headmasters and headmistresses lined the walls. A mahogany bookshelf contained numerous manuscripts about schooling, politics, and various other subjects. A lamp shone light directly onto Morrible's large desk that was covered in paperwork. Morrible took her seat in the maroon upholstery chair behind the desk. Galinda and Elphaba took the smaller seats.
"Miss Thropp and Miss Upland, I am outraged by your unladylike behavior," Madame Morrible said firmly. "You are the last two students I would ever imagine engaging in such barbaric behavior. You are two of my most gifted students. Please, do tell me what was done to start this, what shall we call it, scene?"
Elphaba and Galinda did not answer. They kept their heads bent and looked at their hands that were folded in their lap. How would they explain the fight to Morrible? It would be foolish to tell her it was over a boy, but they had no choice.
Morrible cleared her throat as she waited for an answer. Neither one of them opened their mouth; they were ashamed of their exploit.
"Well, if neither one of you will confess the cause, I will take disciplinary action immediately." Morrible looked at the girls coldly, as if she was trying to read their thoughts and learn of the cause of the fight herself. Galinda and Elphaba looked at each other nervously, but kept quiet. Madame Morrible furthered the one sided conversation by explaining Shiz's strict disciplinary consequences.
"Shiz University is one of the most prestigious in all Oz. It is looked at as a school for the brightest and most talented. We do not want the reputation of the school tarnished by a fight between two immature schoolgirls. There is a no tolerance policy for these public brawls. I am afraid that your fight is grounds for expulsion…"
"Madame Morrible, please!" Elphaba pleaded. "You can not expel me. I was sent here to care for my sister Nessarose. My father would be so ashamed if I was expelled. All I ever wanted was to attend a higher learning establishment. And you said it yourself; I have talent that could help me work with the Wizard one day!"
"Madame Morrible," Galinda said, coolly. "Do you honestly want to expel me of all people? My parents have donated countless amounts of money to Shiz. They will not stand for this! And plus, everyone loves me here." Galinda whined.
Madame Morrible leaned back into her chair to listen to the pleas of the young girls. This is what she wanted. She wanted to know how much they wanted to stay at Shiz. She would never actually expel them, especially not Elphaba. Oh no. She needs Elphaba if she wants her plan to turn out perfectly.
A faint smile drew across Morrible's lips.
"Alright, I will not expel either of you. But consider this meeting as a warning. If I catch either of you doing anything like this ever again-"
"Oh no, it will never happen again ma'am" Galinda said, shooting a dirty look at Elphaba when she Morrible looked away.
"I will never engage in this type of behavior again," Elphaba promised the elderly Headmistress.
"Wonderful. Miss Upland, you may leave. Miss Thropp, stay here for a moment." Galinda smiled at Madame Morrible and kicked Elphaba's ankle under the desk, signaling the fight between them was long from over.
Elphaba was nervous. What did she do now? Morrible walked into another room that was adjacent to her office. While waiting, Elphaba tapped her fingers anxiously on the desk. She tried taking deep, calming breaths, but they did not help. She wanted to know why she was still there; Morrible just said that she was off the hook.
Madame Morrible entered her office, carrying a small, green envelope. Elphaba's eyes widen once she saw the regal gold seal. It had to be something from the emerald city!
Madame Morrible sat back down in the red chair behind her desk. She held the envelope and ran her fingers over the seal. She smirked, delaying her opening of the envelope to increase Elphaba's excitement that was easily readable in her face.
"Madame Morrible, what is that, if you don't mind me asking?" Elphaba wanted to tear the letter right out of her old hands and rip it open herself. After her recent display of behavior, she realized that that would not have been the best choice.
"This, my dear, is a letter from the Wizard himself," Madame Morrible said, emphasizing the last word.
"The Wizard? It really is from the Wizard?"
"Yes, it is. And do you want to know what it says?" Morrible taunted.
"I would love to, if you wouldn't wind."
"See for yourself." Madame Morrible handed the letter over to Elphaba. She scanned itin awe. She carefully opened the letter, for she did not want to rip anything. She wanted to save this letter forever. For once, she might get something good.
Didn't she think that with Fiyero?
Elphaba removed the letter from its green casing and read it, smiling as she did so.
"Well?" Morrible asked.
"So when should I pack?" Elphaba asked, giddy as a young school girl. She was going to meet the Wizard!