A/N: Okay, this is my first atempt at a long-shot for Wicked. I really hope it's decent. Always remembering, English's not my mothern language and since I don't have a beta, it'll probably have some mistakes, but you can always let me know about them, just be polite, okay? ^^
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Wicked don't belong to me. Now, on with the story!


Elphaba Thropp and Galinda Upland loathed each other. That's was a fact, almost scientifical. There was no way to deny the endless differences between both girls. They didn't belonged to the same world.

So, it was more than natural for them to fight over, almost every night.

"Miss Galinda. I told you to be quiet!" said the green girl. This night, they were fighting for an usual reason. Elphaba wanted to read, Galinda was getting ready to go out and meanwhile, she kept humming to herself, and doing sounds extremely loud, like opening and closing the doors of the closet, and the bathroom, looking for something to dress.

"And I've told you that I don't have how to! I need to get ready! Just wait, miss Elphaba. I'll finish getting dressed and, by Lurline, go far away from you! So, we'll stay both at peace!"

"And do you really need all this time? Just put anything on. Plus, you must think yourself so perfect, that any kind of cloth will do. I don't think you need all this fucking drama"

"Watch your mouth, miss Elphaba. And I don't think I'm perfect" the blondie giggled, making the green girl roll her eyes.

"Sure" she answered, sarcastic. "I forgot about that in fact you are. If I were you, I would put my feet on the ground and my head in its place! Only cause you seem to be shallow and snob, it doesn't mean you need to be!" Galinda shaked a little, gazing at Elphaba with anger. If her roomate had any idea what if felt like...how much pressure her parents would put on her. Being a high society gilikin, she needed to behave like that. Always having to be perfect.

"Elphaba, shut up. Shut up, 'cause you have no idea" some tears started gathering at the corner of her eyes, forcing her to hold them. She kept reminding of their parents. Of what...they did with her when she was little, how they would beat her up for her to learn to behave. And then, give lots of presents to her, just to play happy family. Elphaba remained quiet, but after some seconds, she couldn't resist the temptation of teasing her roomate.

"I don't know what? Of how much they spoiled you? HAHA! Don't play victim on me, miss Galinda. I'm not falling for this!"

"What about you? You like to play victim as well, with your green skin and your armless little sister!

"I never asked for anyone's pitchy, stupid. My green skin is just a consequence" the blond remained quiet. Elphaba smirked, triumphant. But she wasn't ready for Galinda's next move.

The girl threw herself over her, slapping her face. Firstly, both girls stared at each other, shocked. Elphaba let her book go, holding Galinda's hands, afraid she might do that again. Her inside burned with anger and she felt like killing the girl, but instead, she just took a deep breath, staring at Galinda's blue eyes, full of anger.

"Just finish getting ready and go to your fucking party!" she said, groaning. Galinda got out of the top of her, running to the bathroom.

/~~/

Elphaba screamed. She hated that fucking little bitch. She couldn't do that anymore. Maybe she should run away to the Quadling Country and stay there forever.
Or maybe she should just...melt.

The green girl sighed, controling her anger. After all, she had some blame too, as much as Galinda had been impulsive, she had a reason.

Elphaba started reasoning again, letting the loathing feeling go away and breathing. She remembered how much she wanted to kill Nessa sometimes, it was the same kind of feeling. Except that she loved her sister.

Or almost did.

But Galinda? She was just a snob creature of the high society. She really shouldn't care about this. But why did the blond slapping her had made her so miserable (yes, she was getting miserable now that the anger was gone)? It was just another person. Like any other. And they weren't even friends.

Maybe somewhere deeply inside her, the green girl did care for Galinda. Maybe she wished to be her friend...

Or maybe she was just feeling humiliated for the slap, right?

Well, it was easier to think this way.

/~~/

Meanwhile, Galinda was not having fun at the party. She was sitting in a table along with Shenshen and Pfanee, and two twin boys that went to talk with them. When they saw Galinda wasn't up for game, they started flirting with the other two girls. Which pretty much did the blond excluded from the group.

But that was her own fault, she knew she was excluding herself. And honestly? Didn't really cared about it. The girl was feeling so terrible inside. So full of regret.

First, she had totally ruined her perfect gilikin manners. If someday, somehow, her parents found out what she had done with Elphaba, they would beat her again.

And second...what right had she to slap the other girl in the face? She had learned that the face is where our honour is. And when a person hits it, it's a question of dishonour.

So, Elphaba had all kinds of reasons to defend herself. To even kill Galinda. But she simply held herself, so full of composure.

Sure, inside she should be burning but...

Maybe the green girl was so used to hiding her true emotions that she had this ability to do it naturally. It was almost like "You slapped my face, I don't give a shit", but in her inside she was imagining herself cutting out Galinda's head off.

Yes, Elphaba was weird, yes, she was green. Yes, she was a nerd, but she surely had a lot more of self composure than Galinda did.

And she surely had more heart than those shallow friends of the blond.

/~~/

Galinda came back to the room late at night, when her roomate was already sleeping. The blond wanted to ignore her, but something was bothering her.

Again, that honour question. She shook her head slightly, going close to the girl's bed, softly putting her hand on her hace, taking care to not let her wake up, whispering.

"I'm sorry. But I think you would only understand if you were me." It sounded so ego-centric, that made her bothered "And I would only understand if I were you." Galinda sighed and went to the bathroom, to switch into her nightgown.