Due to all the wonderful response and the fact I'm sick as a dog I'm continuing (Plus the cookie… I never turn down a cookie). And to clear up the fact that Elphaba is like wicked out of character, I had actually thought about that and I felt that I know that Elphaba is hard and callous, but I felt that around Glinda for this story she couldn't be. I felt at this point that Glinda had gotten past many of Elphaba's barriers. But in the future I will try and Show her more herself, especially around other people.
I'm also sorry for my many spelling and grammatical errors. I'm horrible and have no beta so please try to bear with me.
"Wait, Glinda, do you know what this means?"
Elphaba heard Glinda's muffled words through the mounds of ugly pink blankets, "I'm not going to fit into any of my dresses?"
Glinda was confused at where Elphaba was going with this. She had a constant struggle with trying to follow Elphie's thought process when the woman got overexcited or irritated.
"No you bubble head, we could get expelled. Do you know how many rules we have broken? How is this even possible? This isn't normal, it's physically impossible." Now she was up and pacing back and forth, threatening to wear a hole right through the floor.
"Since when have you Miss Elphaba ever been normal? How can you be surprised when something like this occurs? With you around things are never what they are suppose to be!"
"It wasn't just me who did this to you! I never heard you once complain. Quite the opposite, or were all those screams to the unnamed god just your prayers."
"Must you be so brazen at a time like this!"
"Oh for Ozma's sake Glinda, how are you even sure you're…well pregnant. You can't be one hundred percent sure."
"Well you know how I've been getting sick a lot and can't even stand the smell of certain foods…"
"Yes but that doesn't mean anything!"
"Let me finish Elphie!" Glinda said, her face turning red and her hands clenching. For once Elphaba was quiet.
"Well I went to see the nurse. And she ran some tests…."
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Glinda sat there in the horrible little beige room. Couldn't they come up with a better motif then these ugly beige walls with the ugly brown cabinets and silver scary needles and tools and things?
Glinda hated to wait and she soon found herself counting the tiles, the one thing that held any color in the room besides her, though she quite disliked salmon. It was like a fake pink, it didn't hold the same look of purity. It looked dirty and Glinda didn't like dirt.
Just as she had gotten to twenty-two ugly little square tiles, in walked Nurse Dren. "Hello dearie, sorry for making you wait. We just had to make sure we were right. Can't be to sure about these things yah know."
"Have you figured out what's wrong with me?"
"Well technically nothing is wrong with you per say, just Mother Nature."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well you're a silly little thing. Your pregnant dearie. Better start making some plans about treating that if yah want to stay here and continue your studies. That Morrible don't take to kindly to the promiscuous."
Galinda sat there in total shock. She had tuned out everything after she heard 'pregnant' that was until she had heard 'promiscuous'. Glinda may have not been perfect but she was far from promiscuous.
She shot up from the chair but it was just too much too fast and her body reacted against with a protest not of words but bile, which spilled upon the salmon floors. Now they really were dirty.
"Well hunny you need to sit down before you ruin that pretty little dress I'm sure your parents paid a pretty penny for."
Glinda was mortified. How could this woman be mocking her in a time like this?
"Oh don't worry your pretty little head one bit. Nothing will be said to Morrible. You can just come back here in a week or so and have this taken care of. I'd do it now for yah but we really do need a doctor for a thing like this. It's a bit of a bugger if yah start to bleed everywhere. You look like you're a bleeder."
Glinda was so shocked all she could do was slowly stand to leave. As she turned to go she heard was a "See you soon Miss Galinda."
All she could say was "Its Glinda. No a."
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"Wait, so you vomited in the nurses station?"
"That's all you have to say? We have bigger issues on the matter and that's all you have to say?"
"Oh stop being so melodramatic. You'll go back next week and take care of it. Then you'll go on your life being your normal 'Fabulous self'," said in a mock dramatic flare.
"You don't get it do you Elphie. I don't want to get rid of this. No, Im not getting rid of this!" the conviction in her eyes told Elphaba she wasn't kidding around this time.