The play was amazing, everyone! The middle school really enjoyed it, especially because I made the teachers playing the Olympian gods and goddesses act EXTREMLY sassy. It was the best!

I'mFlyingHighDefyingGravity: Thanks! And we'll see. *Evil chuckle*

Wickedly Hope Pancake: *Hands you another Kit Kat* You're welcome! Like I said, we'll see. *Another evil chuckle*

Elphaba'sGirl: Hopefully…

spiritwarrior27: Don't worry. I didn't forget.

NellytheActress: Yes! You're back. And no, I don't watch soap operas. I just wanted to sound like that guy at the end of them.

Bunny (Guest): I want the chocolate machine to be fixed, too.

I would like to thank and give a special shout-out to ExoticPeachBlossom for helping me write Fiyero in this chapter. You'll understand once you read it. Check out her stories! They're Ozsome!

Elphaba opened her eyes a few hours later, feeling the warm sun greet her. Pushing herself up, she listened for the steady breathing of her roommate. Realizing that Galinda was still sleeping, Elphaba slid out of bed and got ready for the day. She emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed and her hair in its usual braid down her back. As she was packing, she heard the blonde stand up from her bed and sleepily drag her feet towards the bathroom.

"Galinda, wait!" Elphaba called, stopping her friend. She reached out and gently took the blonde's arm. "C-Can we talk?"

Galinda roughly pulled her arm away. "Why don't you go talk to your new best friend?"

"W-What?" Elphaba asked, shocked.

Instead of getting an answer, she heard Galinda walk into the bathroom and slam the door behind her.

"Glin, I know you're upset with me. I'm really sorry for the way I treated you, Fiyero, and Nessa. I just-"

"Go away!" came Galinda muffled response.

Biting back tears, Elphaba walked out the door, leaving the blonde behind.

"You don't seem happy this morning," Chyla said as Elphaba walked into the café.

"She won't listen to me," Elphaba said, closing her eyes to try to avoid crying.

Chyla sighed and gently took the emerald girl's hands. "It's okay, Elphaba. Just give them some time. You've already done the hard part, forgiving yourself. Trust me, that's harder than everything else in this equation."

"I thought you said it was too early for math," Elphaba half-smiled.

Chyla laughed. "Well… maybe I'm becoming more of a morning math person… yes, I heard myself say that, too."

Elphaba laughed as Chyla disappeared to brew her tea. The green girl found an empty table and sat down, folding her hands nearly in her lap as she tried to clear her head. Chyla returned with her muffin and tea a few minutes later. After having breakfast with Chyla, Elphaba walked to her first class.

"Fabala," a small voice said as she entered the Science building.

Elphaba turned around. "Nessie?"

She heard her sister wheel up to her. "Fabala, I understand if you don't want to talk to me right now, but I just want to tell you how sorry I am. How sorry we all are. We didn't want to lie to you. We just…"

"I know, Nessie," Elphaba smiled softly.

"Y-You're not mad… anymore?"

Elphaba shook her head and knelt down to give her sister a hug. "No. And I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."

Nessa smiled as she returned the hug. "I forgive you, Fabala. I'm just glad you're speaking to me again."

Elphaba chuckled as she slowly rose. "Are you ready to go to class?"

"Yes. Let's go."

Nodding, Elphaba grabbed onto the back on her sister's wheelchair and allowed her sister to lead her to their first class.

"Galinda?"

The blonde made an indignant noise from her bed and Elphaba turned. "I know you're upset with me, and I acknowledge you're reasons, but can we please talk?"

Silence.

A single tear slid down Elphaba's cheek and she quickly wiped it away. Another tear soon followed and Elphaba found herself crying. Turning away from the blonde, she quickly began to organize her desk, trying to avoid her problems, even if it was only for a moment.

Galinda turned when she heard a quiet sniffle. She was still upset with her roommate, but she couldn't stand to see her cry. Sighing, she abandoned her nail file and approached her shaking roommate. Slowly, she reached out and gently placed her hand on Elphaba's shoulder.

Elphaba stiffened slightly, feeling the blonde gently wrap her arms around her. "G-Glin?" she whispered, slowly turning around to face the blonde.

"I'm so sorry, Elphie," Galinda cried, burying her face in Elphaba's chest.

Elphaba wrapped her arms tightly around the blonde. "No. I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have treated you like-"

"It's okay, Elphie. You don't have to explain anything," Galinda whispered, gently wiping a tear from Elphaba's face.

"Y-You forgive me?"

"Of course."

Elphaba gave the blonde a grateful smile as she felt herself being pulled into another hug. "Thank you. You're the only friend I've ever had and I didn't want to lose you."

"And I've had so many friends. But you're the only one who matters."

Elphaba chuckled softly as she wiped the last tear sliding down her cheek. "I'm just glad we're friends again."

"Me too. I was getting really bored sitting with those airheads I used to call 'friends'," Galinda said, leading Elphaba to her bed and helping her sit down.

"You know, you used to be one of those 'airheads'," Elphaba chuckled.

"Hey!" Galinda pouted, playfully slapping Elphaba's arm.

"I said 'used to'."

"Glad to see you got your sarcasm back."

"I never lost it."

"Mmhmm," Galinda hummed, leaning her head against the green girl's shoulder.

"G-Glin, d-do you know where… Fiyero is?" Elphaba asked, slowly turning towards the blonde.

"Actually, I haven't seen him in a while," Galinda admitted.

"I have to find him." Elphaba stood up and was about to walk to the door when hands clutching her arm stopped her.

"It's too late now," Galinda said, looking out the window at the beautiful orange and pink colors the sunset created on the horizon. Sighing, she absently gazed out the window, enjoying the beautiful sunset. She was so distracted by the sunset that she didn't hear her roommate calling her name.

"Glin? Galinda? Galinda!" Elphaba practically shouted.

"Huh?" Galinda gasped, snapping out of her gaze.

Elphaba frowned and turned towards the blonde. "What were you doing?"

"N-Nothing," Galinda whispered. She just got her best friend back. She didn't want to ruin it… again.

"What time is it?"

"Around 8:30 or so."

Elphaba nodded. "The sun is setting, isn't it?"

Galinda bit her lip. "Y-Yes."

Nodding again, Elphaba felt her way to her bed and sat down. "What's it like?"

"What's what like?"

"The sunset. I mean… Nessa used to watch the sunset every night when we were younger, but every time I would ask her about it, she would avoid my question. She probably did it out of pity, no doubt."

"Oh."

"Glin, please tell me. What's the sunset like?"

"Well," Galinda said, sitting down next to her roommate. "It's really pretty. It creates the most beautiful shades of red, oranges, pinks and…"

"Glin," Elphaba interrupted gently, placing her hand on the blonde's arm.

Galinda stopped, remembering that Elphaba was born blind and didn't have any concept of colors. Biting her lip, she tried to think of another way to describe the sunsets to Elphaba.

"It's… calming and… peaceful and... um…"

"Go on," Elphaba quietly encouraged.

"It's like a… warm embrace," the blonde said, gently wrapping her arms around Elphaba's shoulders.

Giggling slightly, Elphaba leaned closer to the blonde. "Keep going."

"It's comforting, like it's telling you that things are going to get better. You look at it and…" Galinda slowly turned her head to look out the window. "Suddenly, all of your problems vanish, even if only for a moment." She slowly turned back to her roommate, who was smiling up at her. "Is that…?"

"That was perfect," Elphaba smiled, reaching for Galinda's hands. She felt Galinda slip her hands into hers and her smile widened. "Thank you."

"Anytime, Elphie," the blonde smiled, gently squeezing Elphaba's hands before returning to her own bed.

Elphaba walked to her dresser and took out a silky nightdress. She hurried to the bathroom to change.

"Elphie, can I brush your hair?" Galinda asked when she saw her roommate coming out of the bathroom.

Elphaba turned towards her and smiled. "Sure."

Squealing, Galinda hopped over to Elphaba and, gently taking her hands, led her to the bed. She grabbed her brush and slowly began to glide it over Elphaba's long, raven hair. Elphaba smiled as she felt the brush glide through her hair. It was just like old times.

"Are you enjoying this?" Galinda asked, finishing up.

"Very much. Thank you."

The blonde giggled as she finished Elphaba's hair. "Goodnight, Elphie."

"Goodnight, Glin," Elphaba smiled, crawling under the covers and slipping into a peaceful slumber.

Galinda woke up before Elphaba the next morning. Slowly opening her eyes, she turned towards the sunlight shinning in through the window. Giggling, she slowly crawled out of bed and tiptoed over to Elphaba. Smiling down at the sleeping green girl, she gently stroked her cheek, trying to gently wake her up.

"Mm, this is a sweet surprise," Elphaba smiled, slowly opening her eyes. "Good morning."

"Good morning, Elphie," Galinda smiled, helping the green girl sit up. "How did you sleep last night?"

"Very well. How did you sleep?"

"Very well, thank you," Galinda chirped, skipping over to her vanity.

Elphaba smiled as she rolled out of bed. Yawning and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she slowly walked to her closet to get her uniform.

Forty-five minutes later, both girls were ready and walking out the dorm to breakfast.

"We're friends again?" Chyla smiled, looking from Elphaba and Galinda.

Chuckling, both girls nodded.

"YAY!" the young girl exclaimed, clapping as she jumped up and down. "And to celebrate, chocolate croissants for everyone!"

A small explosion sound stopped everyone in the café from cheering.

"Chyla!" a young, male voice called from the back.

Chyla groaned and flashed everyone an apologetic look. "Scratch that. I'm sorry, everyone."

"It's still not fixed?" Elphaba asked, sitting down in a booth next to Galinda.

"I swear to Lurline, it was fixed five minutes ago," Chyla defended herself. Growling, she turned to the back room. "What did you do this time?!"

"I'm sorry! I just pushed the red button," the male voice shouted back.

"Idiot," Chyla muttered under her breath. "Everyone knows you never push the red button. Excuse me." The younger girl stomped into the back room, fuming and muttering incoherent words under her breath.

Galinda and Elphaba had a quiet breakfast, Galinda ranting about this, that, or the other, while Elphaba worried about Fiyero.

"We should probably go now," the green girl said softly, standing up.

Galinda stopped talking and flashing her friend a small smile. "Sure, Elphie." After paying for their food, she took the green girl's arm and led her out of the café.

Elphaba didn't encounter Fiyero for the rest of the day and it was beginning to worry her. She went to the bridge over Suicide Canal during lunch, half because she needed some peace and quiet, but mostly because she hoped Fiyero would find her there. No such luck.

"I'm worried, Glin," Elphaba confessed to her roommate as they walked back to their dorm room. "I need to talk to him, but he seems to be avoiding me. Though, I don't blame him."

"Don't worry about it, Elphie," Galinda tried to reassure her. "We'll find him."

"You're right," Elphaba whispered, growing tired and wanting nothing more than to return to the room.

Later that evening, Galinda snuck out of the dorm room. Elphaba had retired early, complaining of a headache, giving the blonde a chance to leave. She had a hunch about the whereabouts of a certain Vinkun prince, but wasn't completely sure. She just hoped she was wrong. Very wrong.

She slipped out of Crage Hall and walked across the campus to the Physiology Club. Opening the door, she held her breath as the smell of the alcoholic breath of everyone in the club filled her nose. Shuddering, she held her breath as she searched for the prince. The sooner she found Fiyero, the sooner they both could leave.

"Fiyero!" she called, seeing the prince by the bar, a wine glass clutched firmly in his hands. She hurried over to the prince. "Fifi, what are you doing?"

"Glin," the prince said dreamily.

"Fifi, you're drunk." She tried to help the prince to his feet. "Let's go."

"No," Fiyero pouted, pushing Galinda away, causing the blonde to fall on her rear end. "I'm not strunk."

"You are," Galinda frowned, Fiyero's breath making her sick to her stomach. "We're leaving now!"

"Don't be a party pooper!" Fiyero whined.

"Fifi, we're leaving. Now. Elphaba needs you."

"E-Elphiealaba?" Fiyero slurred.

Galinda face palmed. "Elphaba. Yes. Elphaba. Remember her? Your girlfriend for the past eight months?"

"Elphaba?" Fiyero whimpered, his eyes glazing over.

"Yes. Elphaba."

"Fae-Fae?"

"Sure."

"She doesn't love me anymore," Fiyero whispered, drowning the rest of his drink.

"She does, Fiyero. She cares about you," Galinda said, pulling Fiyero into a friendly hug. What she wasn't expecting was for Fiyero to completely throw himself against her, almost knocking her off her feet.

"Fiyero!" Galinda gasped. "What are you doing?"

"You smell good," Fiyero smiled.

"You're so drunk."

"I am not strunk!"

"Drunk."

"That's what I said."

Rolling her eyes, Galinda gently tried to push Fiyero away from her, but Fiyero had a strong grip around her waist.

"Another drink!" Fiyero shouted, suddenly turning to face the bartender.

Nodding, the bar tender grabbed a bottle of whiskey and handed it to the prince.

"Fifi, how many drinks have you had?" Galinda asked, worried.

"Ohhhh… about… five," Fiyero said, holding up eight fingers.

"Okay. That's enough. I refuse to let alcohol poisoning kill you… before I get a chance to do it myself," Galinda said, muttering the last part as she forced the prince to his feet. "Let's go."

Wobbling to keep his balance, Fiyero tightened his grip around the blonde. "Glinnyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

"You'll feel so much better once we get you out of here," Galinda said, half leading, half dragging the prince out of the club. It would have been much easier if the prince didn't drag his feet in the dirt.

Once they were outside in the fresh air, Fiyero collapsed on top of the blonde, forcing her to fully drag the prince back to the male dorms.

Reaching Fiyero's room, Galinda pounded on the door. Avaric opened it a few seconds later, rubbing his eyes and in his sleeping attire.

"Glin, what are you doing here?" Avaric slurred.

"I brought Fiyero back here. Help!" Galinda said, her shoulder being crushed by the prince's weight.

Avaric grumbled, but helped the blonde carry his sleeping, drunken roommate into the room. "Just set him here," he said, leading the blonde into the bedroom.

Galinda huffed as she placed Fiyero's body on the bed. A snore and the prince turned over in his sleep.

"Very attractive," Avaric muttered, throwing the blanket over Fiyero.

"Goodnight, Avie. And thanks," Galinda yawned, dragging her feet to the door.

"Night, Glin," Avaric yawned, casting his roommate a look before dropping down on his bed.