What is this feeling? [Elphba]

[Galinda Uppland]

What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing
Unadulterated loathing

Galinda was furious! Aboulutly furious! She had been promised by Madame Morrible a private sweet! and now she had to share with a...a... ARACOKE!

She glared. she began to unpack her shoes. ahhh shoes. They made her feel better. She was Galinda Upland of the Upper Upplands! She did not want to share with thsi THING!! it made her terrible mad. She unpacked with such fervor that she knoked over the shoes. Drat! And sh began again.

[Elphie Thropp]

Let's just say-- I loathe it all!
Every little trait however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl

On her side of the small room, Elphaba unpacked her meager bag as well, seething. It wasn't much--simple dark shifts for clothes. The majority of her luggage was books. Although it didn't look like she would be able to read much with her bubbly new room mate. No doubt she'd be gossiping to equally shallow friends all night night long. Great Oz, how many shoes did she bring? Brushing her long braid behind her back, she pulled a plain black dress from her suitcase and took it to the closet. Better hurry, she thought to herself, before Queen Sparkles takes her closet space, too.

[Galinda Uppland]

Galinda open her third trunk. This time it was ball gowns. Long, flowing and sparkly. They were perfect. They made her look good, and looking good made you popluar. Being popluar was the most important thing.
Turning to the closet, she said the frock .

"Seriously! A frock?"

[Elphie Thropp]

Whipping her head around, Elphaba glared at the other girl, scrutinising the layers of blue and pink that were currently frothing from the trunk. "Yes. I prefer to blind everyone in the room with glitter," she replied, turning away with an eye roll. What was the point of Galinda even coming to Shiz? Surely it couldn't be to learn something. More likely she was just trying to show her wardrobe off to a bigger audience.

[Galinda Uppland]

She sat on her bed, huffing.
"Well, you don't have to dress like it's a funarl." She said, flipping her hair. Clearly, this was a braniac who tought that good grades HELPED you to succeed. Ha! Like grades even MATTERED. Gosh. She dropped her shoe, and it clatter to the ground.
"Sweet Oz!" SHe exclaimed, and picked it up.

[chae]

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