Chapter 1

She didn't want to do this. She didn't want to leave her only home to go off and get married to some stranger.

Twenty one year old Elphaba sat in her room, her face wet from all the tears she had just shed.

Her father had just made some 'exciting announcement' declaring that in one week she would have to meet some prince, that would soon be her husband.

She technically had been engaged since she was eleven. She just never knew it. When the king and his wife stayed at the Thropp's home ten years ago, there was apparently a lot more chatter about the future instead of financial issues in Oz.

And she never even met the guy. Or the king and queen when they stayed.

Her father said the prince's name earlier, but Elphaba was too upset to register it.

It wasn't like she loved someone else or anything. She just didn't want to leave her home and her family for some hotshot prince who lived on the other side of Oz.

Just then she heard a knock at her door. She wasn't in the mood for company.

"Fabala? Fabala please come out, I know you're upset, but you just- oh please come out Elphaba, lets talk about it more. Maybe if we talk more you'll be more open to it." It was her father Frexspar Thropp the governor of munchkinland.

She tried to consider coming out of her room, but she just wouldn't move she was too upset to get up.

'I cant hide in here forever' she thought after a while . Finally she decided to go and face her father.

When Elphaba opened the door she saw her father still standing there.

Her father had a face filled with pity and compassion for his daughter. He took notice at her damp cheeks.

"Oh Fabala, have you been crying this whole time?" He asked her sympathetically.

She just nodded, her chin started to quiver again, but she tried her best not to cry.

"Fabala come here." Her father said opening his arms to his daughter. Without hesitation she went to him, and sobbed on his shoulder.

"There there, Elphaba, it'll be okay." He tried to cheer her up.

"No it won't!" She protested.

He hated seeing her daughter this upset. He still had a feeling though, that this was going to turn out right.

Seriously? No, Seriously? His parents wanted him to marry a stranger.

Twenty two year old Fiyero sat in his room, trying to be cool, but just kept getting steamed up.

"When you're two your parents say to stay away from strangers, but twenty years later they have you marry one." He tried to put some humor on the situation.

And on top of it all, when his parents were telling him about this, they said the girl was a nice shade of green. Green! Isn't having to marry a stranger enough? Guess not.

Sure he dated tons of girls before, but he didn't imagine settling down for a long time.

He never found the right girl. That one was too snippy, this one was only into his money, that one was too jealous all the time. Not smart, too gloomy, too giddy, thought only of herself... You get the picture.

And now this one was green. And he couldn't just dump this one... Could he? No.

"Well this is a lovely predicament." He said sarcasticly.

Suddenly he got a knock at the door.

"Don't come in." He snapped. He didn't feel like telling all his feelings to his parents, the same people who placed all this on him.

The door opened wide. 'Didn't I say don't come in?' He thought.

"Hello to you too princie." It was his friend Glinda.

She was most definitely not a girlfriend, or a crush, or a soulmate. She was a good friend. He thought of her as a sister. She was always super perky, and a huge fan of the color pink. Stubbornness and being annoying were also some of her many traits.

It was good Fiyero wasn't in to her, because she wasn't into Fiyero. The two had met when they were about ten. Well Fiyero was ten, Glinda was eight. They became friends after a while. Now they were like siblings to one another.

Another thing Glinda was good at was giving nick names. Fiyero was 'blessed' with the titles Fifi and the occasional Princie. Did he mention she could get annoying?

"Sorry Glin, it just hasn't been a great day." Fiyero admitted.

She put her hand on his shoulder.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked half joking.

They just smirked at the joke.

"No but really Fiyero, what's up?" She wondered.

"I'm getting married." He announced, regretting it almost immediately.

"FIFI!" She shrieked. And gave him a big bear hug. She was stronger than she looked.

"But wait, if you're getting married, why aren't you happy?" She inquired.

"Because I don't even know the bride to be." He sighed, slumping down on his bed.

"Oh Fifi." She pitied him.

"And you don't even know the worst part." He told her.

"What's worse than an arranged marriage?" She questioned.

"And arranged marriage with a green girl." He answered.

Glinda just raised her eyebrows, her eyes got really wide too.

Glinda's gesture didn't help any.

"This is terrible." Fiyero said covering his face with his hands.

"Fifi I'm sorry, I just didn't expect for that, that's all. Fifi I'm sure everything will turn out great." She encouraged.

Fiyero stayed still. Still emotionless.

"When do you meet her?" She tried to sound enthusiastic.

"Next week." He mumbled.

That's chapter 1 ! I hope you enjoyed. Yea im making Frex nice cuz im vice versa like that. Please write me a review to tell me what you think. Ill try to post frequently, since I've written almost all of it. Shout out to girlonfire216 for helping me with this story :) Merry Chritmas.