Summary: This is what happens when Fiyero gets bitten by a comment on Elphaba while he's secretly in love with her. This is during the Shiz era. Musical-verse.

Disclaimer: This hurts to say, but I do not own Wicked. If I thought I did, I would be insane and in a psychiatrist's office right now, not writing fan-fiction. I don't own Fiyero Tiggular either. Wah! Everything I love I can't have! So, do you get it? I don't own Wicked or any of the characters. I only own my creativity and mistakes. I've cast this Galinda: Kristen Chenoweth, Elphaba: Idina Menzel, Fiyero: Joey McIntryre. This is my first official fan-fiction and it's going to be one chapter. If you want more I might be able to write a few chapters. I helped Alice Inn is Not That Girl by co-writing it with her. In fact, the story idea was mine but we're doing credit 50% each. Check her out! She's great!

By the way, if I make any spelling mistakes, I'd appreciate it very much if you didn't hurt me mentally about it in reviews. Constructive criticism is welcomed! Please enjoy!

Fiyero's POV

I walked at a leisurely pace to my dorm. Ah, I had a pile of homework to not do! Really, sometimes people made it so easy to be irresponsible and careless.

Then I thought of Elphaba, the green girl who'd just come her with her crippled sister. It was so depressing how people just judged her by her skin and called her ugly. They didn't even seem to notice how truly beautiful she was!

And how strong she was mentally. I knew it was because of the scorn for her green complexion, but in a way, it made Elphaba who she was. I just couldn't see her as a Galinda-ish creature, acting so frail and having fainting spells.

I reached my dorm room and yanked the door open. I found to my displeasure my dorm-mate sprawled across his bed.

"What are you doing? I thought you were going to your parent's?"

He said, while rolling his eyes, "Ha, no, they decided to go to Emerald City. So I'm stuck here." I groaned. Well, okay, I didn't have the room to myself, but at least I had someone to talk to, no matter how annoying he was. I sat down on my bed.

"So, did you hear about what froggie did today? She stole an animal right out of this thing called a cage. Some idiot helped her out."

I felt my knuckles whiten and my nostrils flare with a deep rage as I heard that repulsive comment. Not because he said I was an idiot (offensive, but true) but about the 'froggie' comment. I glared at him and said, "Listen. You don't know Elphaba Thropp and I'm pretty sure that you've been given permission to call her that…wicked nickname. So, shut your mouth and Oz-dang it be QUIET about people you don't know!"

His eyes widened and he said in a mocking tone, "Fiyero Tiggular! If I didn't know better, I'd say you're falling in love with that…thing!"

I felt ire rise in my throat, and I felt my muscles tense up, ready to pounce on him and tear him to shreds. You might've thought I was over-reacting, but the topic of our conversation was too close to my heart to let go of.

I howled, "DON'T CALL HER THAT!"

He said in a voice that reminded me of an adult trying to explain something to a misunderstanding child, "Fiyero, calm down. Why do you care so much about that repulsive, I guess you could call her, girl? Maybe you should relax. It should be easy. You're good at it."

I took a steady breath and glared at him. He grinned. I got up quickly from my perch on the bed , flipped a chair over, and started toward the door. He called after me, "Why should you care about her? It's not like she's an actual person."

I muttered a curse under my breath at him and strode off in search of Elphaba.

Kinda short, I know. Oh well. Again, please leave a review and check out Alice Inn Is Not That Girl. Thank you for your attention.