Hoping for A Moment
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It's strange to think how you can be on top of the world one minute and then the very bottom a minute later.
Of course, being at the lowest place possible is not an unusual feeling for me. In Munchkinland, it didn't matter what I did, I would always be the weird green girl. No one cared how smart I was, or what I thought, or how I felt. I was different and differences should be shunned.
And of course, I had been so naïve to believe that a high-class university like Shiz would be any different.
But it had been, for a little bit at least. Madame Morrible, the head Shiztress, had told me that there was a chance I could meet the Wizard. There was a way for me to control my mysterious powers. But that was fleeting.
No sooner had I finished foolishly daydreaming about this far off future, when the other students, led by my roommate, Miss Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands, began to show their absolute distaste for me.
This is nothing new, but I guess I had just hoped for a moment that people wouldn't hate me and despise me. They all think that it's fun to hate the green girl.
But no one has ever thought about how that feels for me. How it feels to not have any friends or always be the brunt of every joke.
I hate that even for a clock tick I thought this might be different. And now I'm paying for that blunder.
FYI, this takes place right after The Wizard and I, and What is This Feeling?. Just a bit of an introspective piece. Just dipping my toe into the Wicked Fandom.
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