Chapter 10
Elphaba looked around her, being joyful that she was back at Shiz, because those two days in the Emerald City had been hectic. Seeing Nessa, she waved her hand.
"Hey, Nessie! How are you? How's Father?"
Nessa looked around, saw her older sister, and replied in her sweet, innocent voice, " I'm good, Fabala. Father's doing well, I suppose. So, anyway, how are you?" Elphaba couldn't believe her ears. Her sister had just asked her how she was, which was really rare, even for a pompous sixteen year old girl, like Nessarose.
"Um, I'm doing well, I think. Anyway." She replied softly to her sister, and yelled, "Hey, Yero! Come over here, there's someone I want you to meet!"
He walked over to Elphaba and asked, "Who is this?"
She sighed and said, "This is my younger sister, Nessarose. She's not green like me, but a wheelchair-bound girl. Of course."
He laughed. "Oh really, Fae. I can totally see the family resemblance. You both have black hair and your last name's are both Thropp."
Nessa looked down on Elphaba's hand. "Fabala, what is that?"
Elphaba looked down as well. "Uh, a ring."
"Like, what kind of ring, Fabala?" Nessa inquired.
"Uh, it's an promise ring, Nessie." Elphaba confessed.
"Oh my Unnamed God! He, scandalous prince of the Vinkus, gave you that?"
"Yes, Nessarose. I love your sister more than life."
"Well, I have to go. Father is wanting me to get the forms to apply to here, Shiz University. I wish you all the happiness in the world with my temperamental sister, Fiyero." Nessarose said as she wheeled away. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the two kissing. Nessarose was quite disturbed that Elphaba and Fiyero would be doing that, in public. She thought that if that was what was happening in public, who knew what was happening behind closed doors. Seeing that she was close to the Headmistress's office. She wheeled in and asked, "Excuse me, Madame Morrible, I am Nessarose Thropp and I would like the forms to study her with you at Shiz University."
"Oh, are you, Nessarose, Elphaba's sister?" Madame Morrible asked.
"Yes, madame." Nessarose replied.
Madame Morrible handed her the forms, and Nessarose wheeled herself out. She walked over to her father and said, "Father, Elphaba and the Prince of the Vinkus are over there, kissing, in public!"
He replied, "Well, it won't take long to make that stop." Nessarose grinned as her father helped her in the car. She had never felt better in her life, to be plotting against her sister.