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seems like i needed something to write this weekend. in between writing my own stuff, out of Oz and maybe later some sister from broadway. I'm really happy that this chapter is done. It's so much fun to write for this new story. i like to change things up in wicked. Next chapter there could be another flashback, about what happened between Fiyero and Elphaba. Because now only me and Elphaba know. I think everyone wants to know! Either Elphaba or me has to tell….

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Chapter 3: The secrets after the party

FLASHBACK

"Party!" Elphaba Thropp screamed on the full power of her lungs. She turned around to place the bottle beer on the table. She could noticed everyone moving around her. She had never been this carefree before. Slowly Elphaba pulled herself on the table. She started to sway her hips along the music. For once she didn't seem to care about what the other people were thinking about her. If they liked her or not. Elphaba could assume they weren't real fens of hers. But she just stood there, dancing on a table. Elphaba laughed. She could see Glinda in the distance, she was dancing with Avaric. Why she decided to dance with Avaric was a secret. She had never shown any interest in him. But no one ever seemed to care about him. He was just around. Most people talked to him, because of Fiyero. Avaric himself was just a no body. Elphaba jumped of the table, and turned herself to the bartender.
"I would like another beer…" Elphaba turned to him. "And this time…"

"I think you've had plenty." The bartender turned away from her. Like he was trying to ignore her, and he was. Elphaba's eyes had a certain anger in it. She slowly touched his shoulder, ready to ask for another drink. But he didn't even look at her. Elphaba slowly removed her shirt, and stepped back on the table. She was wearing a strapless dress. One that showed her back.

"Looking nice, greenie." Avaric yelled
"She does, doesn't she?" Fiyero's drunken voice called. "Elphaba?"
"What's wrong with you, Winkie prince?" Elphaba got off the table and stepped towards her. She smiled as she stared right in his eyes. "You've never seen this much of me, right?"
"Right…" Fiyero smiled. "What's up with you, Elphaba? I've never seen you this…"

"Drunk?"

"No, happy." Fiyero took another sip. "But if this is drunk, I'm certainly loving it. Where did your friend Glinda go?"
"Off to see the wizard…" Elphaba laughed "The wonderful wizard of Booz. Do you think this is making good. Since I don't get what they mean by making good. According to many people I'm making good…"
"I don't know…" Fiyero smiled "Fea!"
"Why are you calling me that?" Elphaba turned to him. "No one has ever called me that."
"I don't know…." Fiyero gave an another quick smile. "It just slipped."

"Well, it's certainly less …" Elphaba paused "perky."
"Elphie…" Fiyero said with a smile on his face. "Why do you let her call you that if you hate it? Tell her you hate the nickname. .."
"I would…" Elphaba laughed "If I was able to find her."
"I like that…" Fiyero gave her another charming smile. "You should do that more often."
"What drink, until I see two handsome versions of you." The sarcasm in Elphaba's voice returned. A soft smile appeared on her face as she raised an eyebrow.
"No, laugh." Fiyero turned to her. "You think I'm handsome."

"Don't push it Winkie…" Elphaba said taking a step in front of him. "Beside, why don't you dance with me, since we're both drunk and Glinda wants us to get along."

Elphaba pulled him to the middle of the dance floor. Only now he started to look at the long black dress she was wearing. It was sleeveless, and but it did cover her shoulders. It reached a bit above her ankle, and he could noticed that Glinda had picked it out. He stared at her, he could see how pretty she was. She had perfect dark hair, two big brown eyes and an emerald skin to die for. Why did Fiyero never see this before.
Slowly he put his arms around Elphaba's shoulders and swung along with the music. Elphaba's head was close to his. It took his a lot of control not to kiss her. He couldn't explain his sudden attraction. He slowly gave her a soft kiss on the cheek and at that moment she'd capture his heart fully.

PRESENT DAY

"Well…" Glinda stepped towards the door. "Elphaba?"
"Glinda, I don't think…" Her voice sounded scared. Almost like she didn't want to leave that bathroom. Glinda had suggested to go out again, Elphaba had told her she wanted to read that new book on Animal rights. On that note Glinda had told her : 'you need to keep a social life, if you don't no one will like you.' A sarcastic Elphaba was getting ready for a sharp comment, but her own voice stopped her from saying anything. So Glinda had given her a dress, and she was putting it on right now. In her mind she wanted to say something, but guilt kept her quiet. Since when was Elphaba Thropp silenced by the circumstances?

Slowly Elphaba stepped outside. She stared at Glinda's open mouth, her big eyes were burned on the dress she was wearing. A dress with short sleeves, it reached just under her knee and it was red. To red for Elphaba's taste. She would never draw attention to herself by wearing the color that called for attention in a room. Elphaba never wore lipstick, she never put on any mascara or any make up. It was Glinda that started that tradition. And on this Friday night, she would let herself go. She begged to wear the same dress she had that night. The black dress. Right now the smokey eye sounded better than any red lipstick Glinda would put on her face.

"You look amazing, Elphaba!" Glinda jumped up and down. "Red goes great with green…"
"Glinda, can't I just put on that black dress…" Elphaba spoke "This dress, it kind of asks for attention. The truth is, I like being invisible. And it's not like I'll be drinking and making a fool out of myself…"
"What are you talking about Elphaba?" Glinda spoke "You were at the bar at all times, no one saw you. Accept Fiyero. And he didn't talk about making a fool of yourself. He didn't actually remember anything about that night. Fiyero always gets wasted! He should be working on that when we get married."
"His drinking habits?" Elphaba raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you and Fiyero go? That way you can keep an eye on his drinking habit. How does that sound?"
"That way you would get to stay home…" Glinda grabbed her arm. "You're going with me. Fiyero can drink for all that matter. He should enjoy that privilege. That won't last when we're married."

Elphaba sat down in front of Glinda, as she took her make up box. Elphaba had never seen so much make up together. It was something that Glinda liked to do. Taking time for her friends, and making them look amazing. She found it important that her friends were liked and that they didn't tease them in anyway. That's why she was always saying kind words about Elphaba. To change the view everyone had off her. She had succeeded to let Boq speak kind words about her to. It hadn't been all that difficult. Boq did everything for her. If she asked him: 'jump', he would say: 'how high' with an ironic voice. Yes, Glinda Upland had everyone under her finger. And she wanted Elphaba to be the exact same way. Glinda had noticed the soft change in Elphaba's personality. She had grown more agreeable. More trust worthy. She liked how Elphaba didn't say anything about the dress. And how she followed her tips. It almost felt like Glinda bossed her around, but she told herself that wasn't true at all.

"Glinda, please don't use to…" Elphaba paused "Color."
"Why do you insist on wearing black all the time?" Glinda turned to her. "You're a really pretty girl. You shouldn't hide yourself all the time. You should be popular, just like me. Show people that amazing person you are. Just tone down the sarcasm."
"okay…" Elphaba said staring in front of her. "If you say so…"

Fiyero slowly opened his eyes. This time he didn't remember anything of the dream he just had. He wanted to remember anything. Maybe even a small detail, but there was nothing. Nothing what so ever. He turned around and faced himself in the mirror. His eyes were still filled with a need for sleep. Even though he had slept for two hours after his last class. He heard a knock on the door, he stepped towards the door. When he opened it, he could recognize Avaric's face. He had a big smile on his. Almost like he was trying to make the sleep go away.
"You aren't dressed for the party yet?" Avaric raised an eyebrow.
"Look, I'm really tired." Fiyero spoke "I was up all night doing a project for Doctor Dillemand's class. I really need to catch up some sleep."

"Who are you?" Avaric stepped in the room. "And what have you done to my friend?"
"Look the paper is like 20% of our grade average." Fiyero replied "I didn't want to fail."
"You do know Glinda doesn't care for that kind of stuff…" Avaric smiled. "Or are you trying to impress Greenie. I heard she falls for guys with brains."
"Look, is it so strange to see me care about grades?" Fiyero turned to Avaric. "Like I said, I'm starting to believe that live is more than dancing."
"Am I hearing you, Fiyero Tiggular?" Avaric turned to him again. "You really don't sound like my best friend right now. Is it the special dreams about Greenie that is doing this to you?"
"No, I just…" Fiyero turned around. "I'll tag along next week, okay?"

"Would you come if you knew that the Green bean is coming to?" Avaric spoke
"Her name is Elphaba…" Fiyero spoke "And it has nothing to do with it. So let me get some rest, and next week we'll party like you've never before.."
"Better be a real good party next time…." Avaric spoke "Have nice dreams about the green bean."

Fiyero closed the door, after that he dropped himself in his soft bed. He really didn't feel like a party right now. Flashes about the previous party started to return to him. Most of them included him being really drunk. Some parts of it were really cloudy, like how he ended up in his room. All by himself. There were memories, like the dream he wouldn't trust. Parts of it were Elphaba. The girl he liked, did he just think that? Oh dear, Fiyero noticed the butterfly's in his stomach. He was 100% in love with Elphaba Thropp, his girlfriend's roommate. There was no feeling worse than this. He put his head down and fell asleep. His worries followed him far in to his dreams. One he wouldn't remember waking up.

"Miss Elphaba…" Madame Morrible walked towards her. "You look, colorful. You didn't forget about our sorcery class tomorrow right?"
"No, I didn't…" Elphaba spoke "Me and Glinda will be there on time. I will make sure of that…"
"I hope so…" Madame Morrible turned to her. "After you made a fool of yourself at that party, I thought you were changing. And look at this dress, this isn't you. I hope I am not wrong about you…"
"Just because I change my appearance, doesn't mean I'm not still the same person." Elphaba replied "I still am the same, Glinda's just…"

"Here you are, Elphie…" Glinda stepped next to her. "Madame Morrible."
"Miss Galinda…" Madame Morrible turned around and left them standing there. Elphaba turned to her, she knew that Glinda was right after her. Her make up wasn't as bright as she expected, but Madame Morrible had still noticed the fire red dress. Glinda repeated the same thing.
"Let's go…" Glinda said as they started to walk towards the Ozdust ballroom. Passing by the filled streets near Shiz was always a bit scary. The walk form their dorms to the ballroom wasn't that long. But still, Elphaba never liked it. She didn't like anyone watching her. Specially now in the red dress she was wearing. This wasn't her. Why did she let Glinda dress her? Yes, the guilt that was eating on her. Elphaba didn't think the views on her were different, just because of the dress she was wearing.

"Come on, let's dance…" Glinda said pulling her on the filled dance floor.
"Lin, it's a bit crowded. What if you look for Fiyero, and I'm just going back." Elphaba smiled
"Fiyero is not here…" Avaric was standing behind him. "Greenie, you look, well let's say it in this word. Now you really can't look past you."
"Stop it Avaric!" Glinda gave him a mean push. "Or should I start on your outfit? Where is Fiyero anyway?"
"He said he needed rest…" Avaric spoke "He worked on school last night. I can't believe I'm saying this about Fiyero. He never works on school stuff. He doesn't give a damn!"

"Well, it's about time he started using that pretty head of his." Elphaba levitated a hand in front of her mouth so people wouldn't hear her comment.
"Well, I am surprised…" Glinda smiled "It's so unlike him."
"That's not the only thing that is unlike him…" Avaric stared at Elphaba. "Right, Elphaba?"

"I have to go…" Elphaba took a step back. "You know, I forgot I have a paper to finish. Have fun Glinda! I really need to go now."
"What's wrong with her?" Avaric spoke
"She's been really nervous the last days." Glinda smiled "It's the dress, she's not used to people staring at her. She is really pretty after all…"
"That's not why they're staring and you know it Glinda."

Elphaba returned to her room with a heavy book in her arms. Her dress was still the same red dress she was wearing. Avaric's words had freaked her out. It almost seemed like Avaric was aware of her one night with Fiyero. Would Fiyero have talked to him about that night? And if he did, why wouldn't he have tried to talk to her? Had he been mad with her for leaving? Elphaba thought about going to his room. But in her mind she said no. She wouldn't do it. Why would she even care about it? He didn't care, why should she?
Her mind screamed as she remembered that she left Glinda with Avaric. Avaric, the guy that could know about the one night stand she had with Fiyero. Was that even the right word? He wouldn't tell her, even Avaric wouldn't like Fiyero losing his pretty girlfriend. But if he did, she would be in trouble. Don't panic, Elphaba screamed to herself. She won't know.

She flipped open the pages. She couldn't believe that she was working on a paper for a class. Most of the students were having a good time. And she was working for school, she shouldn't have ran from Glinda. She should have stayed right there, having fun. But having fun wasn't a word in Elphaba's dictionary. It seemed like her parents had that effect on her. A soft knock was on the door. She swung it open. She noticed that Nessarose was in front of it. Her eyes were filled with tears, it almost seemed like she had been crying for the last ten minutes.
"What's the matter, Nessa?" Elphaba slowly "Nessa?"
"He broke up with me Elphaba." Nessa started to cry. "Boq said that it wasn't working out. So I asked him, what didn't work. He told me I was to possessive, and that he had feelings for someone else. That he had been in love with her, before we even started going out."

"Did he tell you who?" Elphaba raised an eyebrow.
"No, off course not." Nessarose spoke "But I'm smart enough to figure it out. It's clear that he has a crush on Glinda. Why would he hang around her all the time? I mean Glinda…"
"Glinda…" Elphaba spoke
"How can you deceive a person you are supposed to trust?" Nessarose turned her eyes directly at Elphaba. "I mean how can you lie in someone's face. Right, Fabala?"
"I'm sure he had reasons…" Elphaba paused "People…"
"Elphaba, what's going on with you?" Nessarose turned to her. "That dress isn't exactly you."
"I'm sure Boq will see that you…" Elphaba turned to Nessarose. "I'm sure he will see that he's in love with you. The crush he has on Glinda is just superficial. He will see that and come back to you."

"You think so?"
"I know so."

Glinda slowly walked through the halls of the dorm for boys. She knew that she was not supposed to be here, but yet she was. A party without Elphaba or Fiyero had turned out not to be as fun. She admitted that the previous party was like that to, but she knew that both her best friend and boyfriend were hiding close to the bar. Now she was there, knowing Fiyero was asleep. Elphaba was working at some school thing. She slowly stepped in front of the door. She thought about knocking on the door, but that would take the surprise away. Slowly she opened it. She couldn't believe that Fiyero hadn't locked the door to his private suite. Like her his parents had chosen a private suite, in the end she ended up with a roommate. Fiyero had not. She could see how he was in the bed. Slowly she got closer to him.

"Fiyero…"
"Fea…"

Glinda slowly sat down on the bed. Fiyero's eyes opened up in horror. Or at least in something that looked like it. Glinda understood, he hadn't expected her presence in the room.
"Glinda…" Fiyero started to blush. "You're not supposed to be here…"
"I know silly." Glinda smiled "So who's Fea?" "Fea?" Fiyero started to sweat. "I don't know. How am I supposed to know?"
"Well, you were calling after her." Glinda spoke "I called for you, and you said her name. Fea."

"Well, if you ever find out who this Fea is…" Glinda smile "You'll tell me right?"
"Off course…"

Elphaba decided to turn away from Glinda. Her excuse had been the most obvious thing she could think about: school and sorcery. She told her: if she wanted to meet the wizard, she needed to make good again. Whatever that was supposed to mean. Glinda always nodded her head and told her that she was glad for Elphaba. 5 weeks passed as in her frozen state. Her school work was done, but she hardly ever spoke to Glinda. Elphaba always decided to turn in early and get up before sunset. There was no time for Glinda to even talk to her or do her make up. Her hair was something she brought back to the old. A long braid in her hair. Something that suited her. She didn't have breakfast with Glinda, she admitted that the waves of nausea in the last week had something to do with that. It was the stress and the lies getting to her. Lies she was keeping up against Glinda.

Today she noticed that the books in front of her didn't take her attention as they did a day ago. Especially when she found another wave off nausea hitting her. The run to the bathrooms was always a long one. But even now she just made it on time. Hovering above the toilets, she felt how her conscious was telling her something. This was stress, and it wasn't brought by school. She never got nervous over any tasks.
"Elphaba?" A high voice came from the door. "Elphie, what's wrong with you?"
"Glinda?" Elphaba stood up. "I'm…"
"You're sick?" Glinda put her hand to Elphaba's forehead. "You're burning up, Elphaba. It's all that work you've been doing for school. You're over doing yourself, and your body is not letting you. You've been up before sunset and working to much! You don't even eat with us anymore. I doubt if you actually eat.."

"Before you do…" Elphaba spoke "I'm up at 3 and I go to bed at 9."
"See, you hardly get enough sleep." Glinda pulled her arm. "You're going to bed missy."
"I think I should work…" Elphaba was cut off.
"No, you're not going anywhere." Glinda spoke "You're going to bed right now, and then I'm going to get something to eat."

"Glinda, why are you doing this?"
"One, because we're friends." Glinda smiled "Two, you would do it for me. And three, I haven't seen you in five weeks. Why are you over working yourself? Look, what's it happening to your body."
"Glinda I need to tell you something…."

"What?"

dum, dum, dum! What is Elphaba going to do? What did you think about this chapter? Tell me in a review!