Alright, everyone! The winner of the "Nia" is Wickedly Hope Pancake! The last chapter title was from Dogfight. Eddie (Derek Klena) sings it to Rose (Lindsay Mendez).

Elphaba'sGirl: It may take a while for "aba" to become aware of the "Fiyer" part, but she'll get there.

Heatqueen: I like snarky Elphaba. It's so… book verse. LOL!

Elphabalover101: Take heed of Elisa's warning, Elphaba! Don't you go to that party! Don't you wear that hat! LOL!

I'mFlyingHighDefyingGravity: HAHA! Yes! I knew you would guess correctly!

Mendezian7045 (Guest): HAHA! Yup! What can I say? It's a great musical and I love Lindsay and Derek! #Klendezforlife

Elphaba was lying on her bed, her back against the firm, yet comfortable mattress. She couldn't believe she let Galinda talk her into going to a party. She was about to close her eyes and take a nap when a knock on the door interrupted her.

"Fabala, it's me!" she heard Nessa's voice call from the other side of the door.

Smiling, Elphaba got out of bed and went to answer the door. "Hi, Nessie. Is there something wrong?"

"Quite the opposite, dear sister," Nessa giggled, wheeling into the room. "I'm going to a party!"

"A… party?" Elphaba repeated.

Nessa nodded excitedly. "Yes, Fabala! A party! At the Ozdust. Isn't it wonderful?"

"Wh-who are you going with?"

"A really cute Munchkin named Boq. Oh, Fabala, he's perfect. He's sweet, charming, funny, everything I was looking for in a boy. We're perfect together."

Elphaba smiled, happy for her sister. "I'm glad you're happy, Nessie."

"Fabala, surely you're going too, right?" Nessa asked, gripping her sister's hand.

Elphaba nodded. "I'm going. Wait, how did you meet Boq?"

"Galinda pushed him to ask me to the dance. Boq was too shy to ask me at first, but once Galinda…"

"Galinda?" Elphaba interjected.

Nessa nodded. "Yes. Galinda. I'm about to have the first happy night of my life. All thanks to Galinda."

Elphaba paused. Galinda did this for my sister? Maybe she isn't as bad as I had originally thought.

"Do you need any help getting ready?" Nessa questioned.

"I should be fine by myself." Elphaba felt her way over to her closet. Stopping, she felt through her clothes, trying to pick something out.

"Okay. I'll come back later," Nessa said.

Elphaba nodded as she heard Nessa wheel away and close the door behind her. Sighing, she returned her attention back to her closet. She went through about twenty articles of clothing until something soft and silky caught her attention. Reaching forward, she took the mysterious piece of clothing off the hanger and held it against her body. She ran her fingers over it, trying to decipher what it was. It was one of her simple frocks that flowed down a little bit past her knees. Smiling, she ran her fingers over the dress, enjoying its soft, silky feel beneath her fingers. She walked over to her bed and neatly set the dress down before moving to the bathroom to freshen up. She stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in fresh underclothes, and walked back to her bed. She groped on the bed for her dress and, locating it, quickly slipped it over her head. Closing her eyes, she allowed her fingers to glide over the dress. She hoped it looked okay. Frowning, she wondered why she allowed such thoughts to enter her head. She was never one to care about the way she looked. Although looking decent in public was very important to her, she was never one to go over the top with her appearance. She was glad she didn't have to worry about spending hours doing her hair and makeup. It helped her focus on what was really important.

Elphaba walked over to her dresser and, grabbing her hairbrush, began to brush out her hair. She ran her fingers through her hair, allowing it to flow down her back. She quickly braided it, fixing the braid so it ran down her back. Deciding that she was ready, she grabbed her cane and made her way to the door. She had one stop to make before she went to the party… Madame Morrible.

The Ozdust was lit from wall to wall. A beautiful chandelier hung from the center of the room, illuminating it all the more. Galinda appeared, fashionably late, clinging to the arm of the royal prince of the Vinkus himself, Fiyero.

"Thanks for escorting me, Fifi," Galinda smiled at her childhood friend. To say that she didn't love the prince would be a lie; to say that she didn't visualize their wedding every day would be an understatement. She loved the prince, but she knew they would never be more than friends, and that taunted her heart all the more. She knew that if they became a couple, and something, Oz forbid, were to go wrong, it would make their friendship awkward. Ruin it, even.

"My pleasure, Glin," the prince smiled, placing a delicate kiss on her cheek.

Galinda blushed and giggled. The prince led her to the center of the ballroom and began to lead her in a waltz. Fiyero sighed as look into Galinda's deep, blue eyes. He did love her. Not as a girlfriend, but more as a cousin or sister. He spun her around, a twirl of blonde and pink flashing before his eyes.

Galinda turned and looked into the prince's eyes. We would be so perfect together, she thought sadly.

"Miss Upland!" a voice called, snapping the blonde out of her trance.

Galinda turned around and saw the headmistress approaching her. "Madame Morrible? What are you doing here?"

"I have something for you." The headmistress held out the item that she was hiding behind her back and reluctantly gave it to Galinda.

"Oh, Madame! A training wand!" Galinda smiled, beholding the magical item before her. "How can I express my graditution?"

"Don't thank me. This was your roommate's idea, not mine," Morrible said stiffly.

"What? Elphaba?" Galinda asked, not believing her ears.

Morrible nodded. "Yes. Miss Elphaba came to me and asked me to include you in class. She insisted that I tell you this very night or she would quit the seminar."

"But… why?"

"I don't know. But it's my personal opinion that you do not have what it takes. I hope you'll prove me wrong," Morrible said, taking a small glass of punch from a passing waiter. "I doubt you will." And with that, she walked away.

Galinda stared down at the white wand in her hands. Elphaba really did this for her?

"What is it?" Galinda looked up and saw Fiyero looked at her, concern in his eyes.

"I… I got what I wanted," Galinda whispered.

"Then… what's the problem?"

"N-Nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Galinda smiled, turning her full attention back to Fiyero. "Let's dance."

Fiyero smiled as he began to twirl Galinda around on the dance floor again. Galinda giggled as Fiyero wrapped his arms around her petite waist. She was about to say something when three figures in the doorway caught her attention. Turning, she saw Nessa, wearing a silky, pink dress. Boq was standing beside her, wearing a suit that wasn't casual, but wasn't dressy either. Behind Nessa stood Elphaba, wearing a long, navy blue frock and, to Galinda's surprise, the hat.

Elphaba gritted her teeth and frowned as the music and the mindless chatter of the partygoers filled her ears. She tightened the grip on the back of Nessa's wheelchair. A soft groan escaped her lips as she tried to clear her head.

"Miss Nessarose, would you like to dance?" Boq asked, smiling at the wheelchair-bound girl.

"How?" Nessa asked, surprised.

"You'll see," Boq smiled.

Blushing, Nessa nodded. "Would you like to sit down, Fabala?"

Hearing her sister address her, Elphaba shook her head. "I'm fine." She released the back of Nessa chair and walked to her left, maneuvering around the multiple tables and chairs in her way. Her cane found the corner where the two walls met and she leaned against it, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Growling, she closed her eyes, her head pounding from all the noise.

Galinda watched the green girl from a distance. She felt awful for tricking her into wearing that ridiculous hat. It was a horrible prank and she regretted it. She stared into her glass of punch, unaware of the chaos around her.

"Glin, what's bothering you?" Fiyero asked, placing his hand on top of hers.

Galinda looked up. "I feel awful."

"Why?"

Galinda's gaze returned to her lap, refusing to answer the question. Her head snapped up when she heard her friends giggling. Her eyes darted around the ballroom until she saw Nelliee, Pfannee, ShenShen and Milla giggling by the punch bowl. Nelliee wore an evil smirk on her lips and the petite blonde didn't like it one bit.

What came next shocked Galinda out of her skin. Nelliee and ShenShen picked up the punch bowl and headed straight for Elphaba, closely followed by Pfannee and Milla. Galinda jumped up to try and stop them, but it was too late. The girls splashed Elphaba with the punch, causing Elphaba to scream and drop her cane.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Milla giggled.

"It seems the spinach is soaked," Nelliee giggled.

"No, wait! I've got one! The broccoli is besprent," Pfannee quipped.

"The watercress is waterlogged," ShenShen laughed.

Elphaba quickly realized that the voices belonged to Galinda's friends. But someone was missing. Where was Galinda? Why wasn't she with her friends, tormenting her as well?

"Come on girls, save some for later," Nelliee laughed, turning around and motioning for the other girls to follow her.

Elphaba bit her lip, determined not to cry. Though, she was sure that if she did cry, it wouldn't matter. No one would be able to tell with the punch dripping down her face. Kneeling, she reached out her hand and felt for her cane.

"Elphaba?" a voice said from in front of her.

Elphaba looked up towards the voice and frowned. It sounded like… Galinda. What did she want?

"G-Get away from me!" Elphaba hissed, still fumbling for her cane.

"I just want to help you," Galinda whispered, though Elphaba didn't hear her over the noise.

Elphaba's hand slid to the right and she felt the handle of her cane. Grasping it, she was about to rise to her feet when she felt Galinda's hands clutching her arm. Growling, Elphaba slapped her hands away, causing Galinda to jump back.

"Elphaba," Galinda whispered softly.

"You… you knew they were going to do that to me, didn't you?" Elphaba asked harshly, standing up and whirling around to face her roommate.

"N-No. I didn't. I had no idea!" Galinda insisted.

"Don't lie to me. I bet it was your idea!"

"W-What?"

"You were so upset that I got into Morrible's sorcery seminar, and you didn't, so you decided to pull a prank on me."

"No. I'm telling you the truth. I had nothing to do with it. I tried to stop them."

"Yet, you didn't."

Galinda was silent. She really had no idea what her friends were planning. "I'm sorry."

Huffing, Elphaba angrily turned on her heels and walked out of the ballroom, one hand gliding against the wall, the other sliding her cane in front of her. She decided to wait for Nessa outside, since she couldn't get back to the dorms by herself.

"Galinda?" a small voice asked. Galinda turned around to see Nessa wheeling up to her, Boq and Fiyero close behind her. "Where's Fabala?"

Galinda looked from Nessa to the door, then down at her shoes.

"Galinda, where's my sister?"

"S-She's waiting for you outside," Galinda finally said.

Nessa gave Galinda a suspicious look, but kept silent. She quickly wheeled towards the door. Boq followed her while Fiyero stayed behind with Galinda.

"Did something happen between you two?" Fiyero asked, concern filling his voice.

"Yes," Galinda whispered, tears spilling from her eyes as she looked up at Fiyero. "Something did happen." She looked down at the training wand she was still holding. "And I'm going to make it right."

Nessa found Elphaba waiting for her outside.

"Nessie?" Elphaba asked, turning towards the sound of wheels approaching her.

"Fabala, are you ready to leave?" Nessa asked, reaching for her sister's hand and gently squeezing it.

"Are you?"

"Yes. I'm getting tired and wish to return back to the dorms," Nessa lied.

Nodding, Elphaba grabbed the back of Nessa's wheelchair and allowed her to lead the way back to the dorms.

"Did you have fun with Boq?" Elphaba asked when they were nearing the dorms.

"I did. We were dancing. He spun my chair around on the dance floor. It was enchanting," Nessa smiled, reliving the night in her mind.

"I'm glad you had fun, Nessie," Elphaba smiled.

The two girls walked into Crage Hall. Elphaba dropped Nessa off in front of her shared room with Madame Morrible and walked up the stairs to her room. She felt for the keyhole and slipped her key inside. As soon as she walked through the door, she started crying. She didn't know why she was crying. She had been called worse names then wet vegetables. Why was she finally allowing the insults to get to her? Was it because she was furious with Galinda? If so, then why? Too tired to answer her own questions, Elphaba began preparing for bed. She showered, trying to scrub the smell of punch off her skin, and slipped into a silky nightgown. She felt her dresser for her hairbrush. Her fingers bumped into the hat Galinda gave her. Frowning, she grabbed the hat and threw it across the room.

Elphaba felt her way over to her bed and pulled back the covers. She slipped under the warm blanket, trying to erase the memory of the dance as she closed her eyes. How could someone who did such a nice thing for her sister be so… wicked? Never again would she allow a nice gesture or a gift to cloud her better judgment.

About the title and summary change: This story is leading in a different direction from what I had originally planned, so a change in title and summary was in order. I like where it's going now better than my original idea. Sorry if there was any confusification!