“Yes. But I just did it to annoy you, my sweet.” Elphaba’s smirk widened.  “No fair!!” Glinda smiled. ‘Ohhhh….I annoy you sometimes, so you should be able to do the same!!”  Elphaba sighed, “I never really festivate my birthday, Glinda. I always tell Nanny not to get me presents, but she always insists and I can’t say no..” Elphaba placed the colourless paper next to her and tried on the blue leather coat, and took it off again. “This clashes dreadfully with my skin..” Elphaba groaned. “No, it looks beautiful, Elphie.” Glinda commented. Let’s just say that back at Gillkin, people tried to make people feel better about their looks. They didn’t do that back at Munchkinland. At all. They went to Dr Dillamond’s classroom and seated themselves, like it wasn’t even Elphaba’s birthday at all. At least until class ended. Elphaba went to see Madame Morrible, but Dilamond had kept Glinda back for a second. “Miss Glinda, was Elphaba acting a bit..weird?” He asked. “No. Well… Maybe a little. It’s her birthday and she’s a bit anxious about me trying to get her to festivate it.” Glinda explained. “Oh? Ok. Well, even if she doesn’t, give her my best wishes, would you?”

“Ok.” Glinda said, walking away and going back to her room, being greeted by Elphaba. “Back so soon?” Glinda asked. “Is it that, or is it that you took a tiny bit of time talking with Dilamond and then spent the rest of the time staring at your reflection in the mirror?” Elphaba laughed drily. “Hey!” Glinda said, “I did not!”  “Well. You can surprise me.” Elphaba said. “Yes. I can.” Glinda flicked her leg upwards in an attempt to look cool(Glinda is very extra.); she then gave a toss of her hair and flopped down on her bed. “Are the Throp family a bit..what’s the word..testy?” She randomly asked. “Umm.. You could say that, but only if you were referring to Frexpar hating me. He is so annoying to me, but adores Nessarose.” Elphaba sighed. “Because Nessarose  is normal, he adores her. If I were normal, he’d adore me too..”  Glinda smiled awkwardly, “You aren’t strange. You’re  my Elphie. My beautiful, smart, kind and caring Elphie. I am dearly lucky to have you as a friend.” Glinda was not joking about how much she loved having Elphaba as a friend. “Thank you. I just feel like I’m unappreciated and unloved.” Elphaba smiled weakly. “But Nessie does love me. Frexpar just doesn’t realise I’m a human. He hates me to the core of his cruel, scheming body. I do realise he’s the governor of Munchkinland, but..”

Glinda plonked herself on Elphaba’s bed and stared into her deep brown eyes. “You really do like ranting about your father and how he apparently hates you, don’t you?” Glinda joked. Then, a knock of the door rang around the room.. “Oh no.. It’s..” Elphaba shuddered. “M..my f..ather… Frexpar..I know that knock..” Elphaba whispered. Glinda stared at her, wide eyed and unable to get the words that she desperately wanted to say out of her mouth…

Come back for part 3!!! 😊