This story is set after the song loathing in the musical Wicked. Enjoy!

Disclaimer- I don t own Wicked or any part of it (sniffle)

Elphaba Thropp glared at her roommate. Of all the silly, empty- headed nitwits in the school, she had to have ended up with this one.

Oh well, she thought, best get a move on whilst it's distracted. Elphaba quickly put her clothes away in the single wardrobe in the room. She was faintly amused to see that her entire collection of clothing (all black, of course) fit on one shelf. She then opened up her rucksack and pulled out her favourite book. Pointedly ignoring the blonde, she curled up in an old, leather chair in the corner of the room and dived into the magical world which she so longed to join.

Whilst she was reading, Elphaba was startled by a snapping sound in her ear.

"Yes, Miss...?"

"Galinda"

Elphaba sighed. It was fitting really; such a silly, prissy girl befitted an even sillier, prissier name.

"Did you want something, Miss Galinda?" she sneered.

"Yes. I am warning you. Don't get on MY side of the room- I don't want it to be contaminated by... by you" Galinda flung the words at her roommate and flounced out of the room.

Elphaba allowed herself a rare smile. It was clear this brat did not know who she was dealing with. But she would soon…

Galinda

Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands felt guilty. She had had the choice to make this odd green freak her friend, but had instead made her an enemy. Of course, if you wanted to be popular, you had to stay away from certain "undesirables". Still, there had been something intriguing behind those black eyes of her roommate- what was her name again? Elfava? Elphina?

She tossed her hair over her shoulders and skipped down the corridor, then stopped. The damage was not irreparable, perhaps she could- no, no she couldn't. she would loose her status forever. So- how to get this ugly artichoke to leave?

Suddenly Galinda got an idea… It was devious, it was devilish, it was… well… mean. But it would certainly gain favour with the other students, and it would increase her popularity. Still… She toyed with the idea a few more minutes the decided that as long as she wasn't provoked, she wouldn't do anything. Yet.