I laid down on my bed and suddenly turned to face Elphaba's bed. She wasn't in it. I scanned the room, and saw her at her desk. I heard her reading something—clearly not her notes—it was definitely a letter to someone—suddenly I realized that it was a letter to Father.

"My dear Father, There has been some trouble here at Shiz. Nessa is fine—it's your other daughter—not me—the third one. She has done something so terrible and wrong and awful—there's just not a word to describe what she's done. She said she was taking our roommate, Miss Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands, and myself out for a girls' night out. She got a phone call and raced for some clearing in the middle of nowhere. When she got out of the car, she walked toward a large group of people—there were twenty or thirty people in the group. She suddenly stabbed herself in the stomach and could have died. She nearly got herself killed and Nessarose could have died. Father, I'm asking you to come here and lecture here on the sheer stupidity of her stunt. She needs to be punished. Your ever respectful daughter, Elphaba Thropp Third Descending."

Tears streaming down my face, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep—I was doomed—Frexspar would shoot me. I sat up and crept to my closet. I quickly changed and snuck out to my car. Closing my eyes, I muttered, "Next stop, Volterra. I've got to tell Aro right away." As I went to start my car, nothing happened. I tried again. Finally, I groaned and when I saw Alice, I snapped, "Put my car back together." She shook her head and said, "You need to stop spending so much time in the mythical world, sis—it will kill you." "Yeah, well, so will Frexspar," I shot back. "What do you mean?" She asked. "I heard Elphaba reading a letter to him, explaining what I'd done—you saw—in Denali and if he gets that letter, he'll come and murder me, right?" "Wrong," Alice informed me. "Grounded for life," she corrected me.

Then she paused and I stared at her. "There's more, isn't there?" I asked. She nodded and I demanded, "What is it, Alice?" "You'll also be forbidden from associating with any of us—Sam, Emily, Jared, Kim, Paul, Rachel, Quil, Claire, Collin, Brady, Leah, Seth, Embry, Rosalie, Emmett, Jacob, Nessie, Bella, Edward, Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, me, Tanya, Kate, Garrett, Carmen, Eleazar, Aro, Sulpicia, Caius, Athenodora, Marcus, Renata, Heidi, Chelsea, Demetri, Felix, Jane, Alec, Corin, and..." Tears streaming down my face, I finished her list. "And Alistair." I climbed out of the car, and walked away slowly, but only made it a few feet away.

After I left the car, Alice said, "I'll put your car back together tomorrow morning." I nodded, and sat on the ground, thinking for a few minutes. Suddenly, I sprang to my feet and stormed to Madame Morrible's room. "May I speak to Nessarose?" I asked, tense and angry at Elphaba. "Of course," Madame Morrible said. "Nessa, what is Elphaba's middle name?" I asked my sister, after nodding a quick greeting. "Maeline," she answered. "Thank you," I said shortly. I left Madame Morrible's room with a quick wave goodbye.

"Elphaba Maeline Thropp Third Descending!" I snarled at my sister. Elphaba spun and stared at me standing in the doorway looking furious. "Do you need help with your homework?" she asked, first assuming that's what I wanted. "No!" I snarled at her. "What's wrong, then?" she asked, uncertainly. "What's wrong?" I screamed. "What's wrong? I hope you're happy, sister! When I suffer forever, I hope you suffer from guilt! If you send that letter, I lose everything—I lose my future—even if I can see it!" Waking up, Galinda groaned and said, "Elphie, Maddie, don't fight." I glared at her and snarled, "Stay out of this, Galinda! This is between me and my sister!" Galinda nodded and Elphaba said, "Apologize to Galinda! Now!" "No!" I snarled. We glared at each other and I snarled, "I'm not sticking around in this room if you're going to be a jerk, Elphaba!" I glared at Elphaba and snapped, "Elphaba, you send that letter that you just wrote, and the Cullens—all of them—except for me—will have to leave town and they'll take Alistair with them and I'll never see any of them again and I'll go insane and I'll be stupid and I'll deliberately be doing reckless things, but it's your choice."

I stormed out and went straight to Alice's room. I knocked on the door and I asked, "Can I sleep on the floor here tonight—I can't stay with Elphaba and Galinda." She nodded and said, "Only if I get to give you a makeover." "Sure, sure, Alice," I mumbled.

The next day, Alice gave me my makeover and I hissed, "Galinda, can I talk to you?" "Sure, Maddie," she said. "It's just that, well, I'm sorry about snapping at you last night. I didn't mean it, I was just really mad at Elphaba and I let my anger at her lash out at you. I'm sorry." "It's fine," she said. "Why are you mad at Elphie, anyway?" I glanced around and grabbed her wrist and led her to my car. I sat in the driver's seat and she sat in the passenger seat. "Are we going somewhere?" she asked. I shook my head and said, "No—I don't want Elphaba to hear what I'm saying." I leaned over and began to whisper in Galinda's ear. "Last night, I was pretending to sleep and I heard Elphaba reading a letter she'd written to Father—it was about my stunt in Denali. If Frexspar gets that letter, I will die. He'll come here and ground me for life, but that's not the worst part." "It isn't?" Galinda asked, unable to imagine anything worse than being grounded for life. "No, it isn't. I won't be allowed to associate with any of my friends and family—Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Bella, Edward, Renesmee, Jacob, Seth, Leah, Embry, Quil, Claire, Paul, Rachel, Jared, Kim, Sam, Emily, Collin, Brady, Tanya, Kate, Garrett, Carmen, Eleazar, Aro, Sulpicia, Caius, Athenodora, Marcus, Renata, Heidi, Chelsea, Felix, Jane, Demetri, Alec, Corin, and Alistair—we rarely see each other as it is—he very much flies solo and he has very few friends—Carlisle's one of his only friends and no love for authority—human or otherwise—he's never gonna settle down, so when we are together, Carlisle and Esme are always careful so I don't get hurt—being separated from the last person in the list will hurt like crazy and it will be night and day of the living dead in the room—nightmares every night—I've heard Bella's story and I know what will happen if Alistair and I are forbidden from contact—it will be all Elphaba's fault for sending that letter," I informed Galinda. She nodded and hunted down Elphaba.

Galinda's POV

"Elphie!" I whined. "That letter you wrote last night—you have to destroy it—that might get your sister not to be so mad at you," I told my green-skinned best friend. Elphaba rolled her eyes and said, "She needs to be punished." "We can punish her, somehow, without her suffering—she will die if you send that letter." "Yeah right," she scoffed. "No, it's true—her very words were—'If Frexspar gets that letter, I will die.'" I insisted. "Why?" "She'll be separated from those closest to her heart—Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Bella, Edward, Renesmee, Jacob, Seth, Leah, Embry, Quil, Claire, Paul, Rachel, Jared, Kim, Sam, Emily, Collin, Brady, Tanya, Kate, Garrett, Carmen, Eleazar, Aro, Sulpicia, Cauis, Athenodora Marcus, Renata, Heidi, Chelsea, Felix, Jane, Demetri, Alec, Corin, and Alistair. The worst one for her to be separated from is Alistair—that is what would kill her—being separated from Alistair apparently that's what happened to Bella, too." Elphaba nodded and walked over to her desk. Grabbing the letter, she said, "Get my sister in here—I'll let her destroy it." I grinned and skipped to the door intending to go in search of Madison, just as she walked into the room.

Madison Tiffany-Crystal Cullen's POV

I faced Elphaba and dully asked, "What is it?" She handed me the letter and said, "I didn't think about how much I would hurt you if I sent this letter—so to be fair—and since I was going to send it with the next letter I wrote to him, I'll let you rip it apart." I grinned and, but before ripping apart the note, I made sure it was the letter. I tore the letter apart and, after throwing it away, I hugged her and said, "Thank you so much for not sending that letter." She nodded and hugged me back. "So, are we going to go to La Push tomorrow or what?" Elphaba asked. I shrugged and said, "I'll have Alice check the weather in Forks—we're not going when it's raining, because it would be boring—we'd spend the whole time inside." Elphaba and Galinda both nodded silently.