Elphaba and I finished packing and went to the train station with our parents. "Goodbye Mother. Goodbye Father." Elphaba said, in her normal manner. "Goodbye, Momsie and Popsical," I said, hugging our parents. We climbed on the train and sat next to each other, because our parents had told us that they wanted us to stay together until we'd reached Shiz safely.
I glanced at Elphaba and thought, Whatcha thinking?Leave me alone, Galinda. But I wanna know. It's none of your business, sis. You're my sister. I'm older, so that makes me responsible for you. If anything happened to you, who'd get in trouble? Me! I'm nervous—this is the first time we ever been this far from home for such a long time. I nodded and thought, You're being mean. She shook her head and thought, I did bring a photo of Mother and Father with the two of us. The one where we're not trying to murder each other? The one right after we were born, but they didn't know we were holding hands so tightly. Yeah. I wish we'd get along like we did then.
I glanced at my left hand and carefully traced the scar—Elphaba had an identical one on her right hand—from the hot iron that the doctor had to place between our hands to get us to let go of each other—that's why we didn't get along—I hated her for causing me to have this scar and she hated me for the exact same reason. Elphaba smiled weakly at me and nodded in agreement. I closed my eyes and started to drift off, when I heard screaming. I sat up, scanning the area for my twin. Getting worried, I anxiously, Elphaba, where are you? I'm right next to you. I nodded, and Elphaba hugged me like Momsie said Elphaba did before we could talk. I pressed my face against her shoulder and thought, What happened, Elphaba? Elphaba shook her head and thought, I don't know. I was starting to fall asleep, when I felt you panicking. I hugged her and said, "Elphaba, I'm scared." "Just stay close to me, okay? We won't get hurt, I promise," Elphaba reassured me.
Later, we reached Shiz relatively safely—minus that scare—and Elphaba glanced around—I knew she wanted to go talk to someone other than me—I didn't blame her and I went and talked to some of my other friends who were at Shiz. Elphaba went over and struck up a conversation with the governor of Munchkinland. "Hello, sir." she said, politely. "Hello, miss." he said, just as politely. "This is my daughter, Nessarose Thropp." "Hello, Miss Nessarose. I'm Elphaba Upland." my twin said. "Hello, Miss Elphaba. Do you know Miss Galinda Upland?" Nessarose asked. "Unfortunately, yes." Elphaba said. Turning, I scowled at my twin and thought, I heard that, Elphaba Upland. Elphaba scowled as well and thought, Shut Up, Galinda! "What do you mean, unfortunately?" Nessarose asked. "She's my twin sister," Elphaba said evenly. "You and Miss Galinda are twins?" Nessarose asked, shocked. "We get that a lot." Elphaba said. " I have to go, but just so you know—she got the beauty—I got the brains—and we annoy each other to death."
As Elphaba came back over to my side, I grinned and thought, True, true, Elphaba. I thought I told you to shut up. Do I ever listen to you? No, unless I call you a dumb blonde. Elphaba, you think that I'm a dumb blonde one more time and I'll write to Momsie and Popsical and tell them that you didn't sit with me on the train.Nice try, Galinda, 'cuz I did sit next to you. Oh. Fine. I hate you. And I hate you.