AN: Hey everyone reading this! This is my first fanfiction, Yay! And I am really nervous about this, so if you could please review and tell me if I should continue it and how it is. Also, no mean or cruel things, I'm new at this! Here goes nothing!

'Well, here goes nothing' Elphaba thought.

Today is the first day of the school year at Shiz University, and she was really nervous, for she was forced to work as a servant to her sister and father, and her father just hated her.

"I will miss you Nessarose. Here is a parting gift." Frex said, adoringly.

"Jeweled shoes? Father, thank you so much!" Nessa said.

"And Elphaba, do as your sister says. And also, try not to make a spectacle of yourself." Frex commanded. And with that, he took off, leaving the two sisters to talk.

"Elphaba, I'm so sorry!" Nessa said.

"It's not your fault, Nessa, besides, I clash with everything." Elphaba said, which produced a small chuckle from Nessa. While they were talking, a cart had driven by, nearly knocking Elphaba over.

Once Elphaba gained her balance, she marched over to the cart and almost screamed, 'Watch where you're going', but stopped herself when she saw who was inside. Inside the cart was Fiyero Tigulaar, Prince of the Vinkus. Fiyero got out of the cart and saw Elphaba before him.

"What's the commotion?" Fiyero asked. He was captivated by her. He nearly gasped for air at the moment he stopped talking. The only thing unusual about her was he Emerald green skin, but that didn't bother him.

"Nothing." Elphaba managed to say, for she was captivated by him.

"No, something happened and I missed it. So, again, what's the commotion?" Fiyero said. 'Why is she being so stubborn' Fiyero thought.

"She almost got run over by your cart!" Nessa answered for Elphaba. Elphaba turned around and glared at her, but all Nessa did was mouth 'You're welcome'.

Fiyero felt like an idiot! There she was, nearly getting run over while all he did was sleep.

"Oh my Oz! Are you alright? I am so sorry about that! I'm gonna need to talk to my driver, Avaric!" Fiyero had almost gotten to Avaric, but Elphaba pulled him away, saying, "No, it's alright, I was just being a clumsy idiot. You don't have to say anything. Anyway, I'm probably taking up your time, I should just go." As she started to walk away, Fiyero grabbed her arm, stopping her from leaving.

"No, don't leave! I mean, Umm... Hey, do... you... possibly... want to maybe... go out sometime?" Fiyero asked. He was really nervous. It was weird, because he was never nervous when it comes to this. He just stood there, rubbing his hand through his hair, waiting for an answer.

'What?!' Elphaba thought. Did Fiyero Tigulaar, the prince of the Vinkus, really just ask the Artichoke of the campus out?! Oh my Oz!

"Um.. sure, when?" Elphaba replied.

Fiyero stood up straight. 'Yes!' he thought. His mind was dancing around like a ballerina. But he played it cool.

"Maybe tonight, around eight?" Fiyero replied. 'Please be okay, please be okay' he begged in his mind, still keeping cool.

"Sure, that sounds lovely...Aw man!" Elphaba yelled.

"What, what's wrong?" Fiyero asked, nervously.

"We don't have our room assignments yet. How about we meet up somewhere, please?" Elphaba answered, hoping this could still work.

"Okay, sure. Meet me by the pond at eight, alright?"

"Alrighty then." Elphaba said. With that, she left with Nessarose, who was currently laughing so hard her face was red.

"Why in Oz are you laughing?!' Elphaba shouted, suddenly becoming very angry.

"It's just, I never thought you would have a relationship and relationship problems on the first day of school and on the same day! Nessa said, trying to control herself, which failed, considering she almost fell out of the chair, laughing hard. Elphaba then blushed. She couldn't believe it either, just two minutes ago, she was hated by everyone, including her father. Well, Nessa didn't hate her, but still, she was hated. And now, this handsome prince from the Vinkus likes her and had asked her out.

'This is going to be a long day,' she thought, 'A very long day.'