AN: This is probably going to be a quick update cuz I'm going on vaca soon, but I will try to make it as long as poss

AN: This is probably going to be a quick update cuz I'm going on vaca soon, but I will try to make it as long as poss. And please review! All reviewers get cyber-flowers from me and invisible waves of gratitude.

Disclaimer: Don't wish…don't start…I don't own Wicked.

Another disclaimer: I have weird addictions: Flinda and this thing I made up called Avaric-is-best-friends-with-Boq-but-he-wants-to-be-popular-and-therefore-has-to-suck-up-to-Fiyero-and-be-mean-to-Boq-and-only-be-his-friend-in-private. AiBFwBbhWtbPaThtSUtFabMtBaObhFiP for short. Yeah. The name is pretty self-explanatory. Don't hate me cuz of these. I will go into detail in the coming paragraph.

Boq looked on jealously as Fiyero, Galinda and Avaric passed notes. Truth was, he and Avaric had been best friends for years, but, ever since they went to Shiz, Avaric had been more and more obsessed with being popular. He was tall, good-looking and rich—key qualities for popularity. All he needed was the boost. Namely, popular friends. Boq did not fit that category. Fiyero, of course, did. So, of late, the Munchkin farm boy found himself losing his best friend to the Winkie prince. It wasn't really fair…Av was so nice in private, but in public…not so much.

When he thought he couldn't bear another second of watching the three friends pass notes, the class was dismissed. Thank Oz.

To avoid wheeling Nessa (his girlfriend) out of the classroom, he caught up with the Avaric/Fiyero/Galinda group. Elphaba had fallen into step with them, too, and Boq cleverly inserted himself between her and Galinda.

"Oh, hi Boq." Elphaba glanced down at him. "Are you going out with the others?"

"Huh?"

"Galinda just asked me if I wanted to go outside with her and the guys. I assumed she meant you, Avaric and Fiyero."

Boq scowled. "No, I don't know anything about this."

Elphaba shrugged. "Oh." That was all she could say.

The Munchkin felt a twinge of exclusion. Avaric knew how much he liked Galinda—he could have easily invited him along. Well, he wasn't taking this lying down! He would do something for once.

Boq moved between Fiyero and Avaric. "Hey guys."

"Hey." Avaric shot him a tight little smile.

Fiyero just ignored him and turned to talk to Galinda. Probably just to annoy Boq. He turned to his best friend.

"So, what are you guys doing now?"

"Um, nothing…"

Boq felt confused. "Oh. Do you, uh, wanna hang out?"

Avaric bit his lip. Completely trapped! If he said no, it would be weird. If he said yes, he would have to cancel on his other, more popular friends.

"Can't. I need to…see one of my teachers about my schedule."

Fiyero turned back to Avaric. "Okay, so we'll see you on the field in ten minutes?"

"He can't. He has to see one of his teachers." Boq interrupted.

Fiyero looked at Boq like he was something unpleasant he might find on the bottom of his shoe. After walking through a dump.

"Who told you that?"

"Um." Avaric nudged him. "Me."

"Why? You just said you were joining me and Glin."

Boq crossed his arms.

"I didn't say it would take a long time to see my teachers." Avaric protested. "Anyway, I can't hang out, Fiyero and I are working out for football."

Galinda slipped her arm through Fiyero's. "Why do you guys have to do anything? You're, like, the best athletes in the class."

Fiyero smirked and put an arm around her shoulders, purely to spite Boq. "Of course, babe. But we want to blow all the competition away. Av, I'm going up now. See you in ten."

Arm in arm, the couple left, Boq gazing lovingly at his crush.

Then he turned to Avaric, furious.

"What was that?"

"What?" he asked innocently.

"You lied to me!"

"Technically, I just didn't tell you the truth, cuz I knew you'd be mad."

"That doesn't justify anything."

Avaric sighed. "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you sometime."

"You can make it up to me now."

"I am not canceling on my friends!"

Boq shook his head. "No, I'm coming with you."

"What!? No, Boq! Fiyero will—" Avaric stopped himself before he could say hate me forever.

"I am. I will see you on the field in ten minutes." It would have been a perfect moment to walk away and not talk to him until they were outside, but Boq and Avaric shared a room. Correction: suite. And, as is the case with most suites, there was a third roommate.

Fiyero.

Avaric grabbed his arm. "Okay, can you at least wait until Fiyero's left our room to go up? I'll wait with you."

Boq groaned. "Whatever."

13 minutes later, Boq and Avaric strode onto the football field. Fiyero, already there, was talking to Galinda, who (Boq very nearly swooned) clad in a sparkly pink bikini, was lying in a beach chair sipping a drink with an umbrella in it.

"Hey Av—what the hell is he doing here?" Fiyero spotted Boq and choked on his spit. "Towel boy for the big boys?"

"No, I'm trying out for the team. I'm here to practice with you."

Fiyero busted out in hysterical laughter. "Wait, you're kidding, right?" he doubled over. "You? Football? You have got to be joking." Boq glared at Avaric, willing him to stand up for his best friend.

Avaric fought as hard as he could to contain his laughter, mouth quivering. Muffled grunts escaped his lips, and finally he gave in to full-on laughs. Boq looked hurt.

"Dude, are you sure you're in the right place? Croquet try-outs are that way." The two more popular guys sucked air, trying to catch their breath.

"I know. I tried to tell him he was much more suited to the chess club, but you know how munchkins are." Avaric dissed.

"Okay, Shorty," Fiyero sneered, "there is no freakin' way that you will get anywhere close to making the team, so why don't you just quit now?"

"Seriously. Leave." Avaric said cruelly.

Galinda pulled her attention away from tanning to watch the two popular guys insult the dorky midget. Biq?

"He's like a brussel sprout among eye candies." Galinda muttered.

"Nice!"

To Boq's dismay, Fiyero and Avaric high-fived Galinda for the dis.

"Why are you out here anyway? Besides watching us? It's cloudy, you won't tan." Boq tried to capture Galinda's attention and display his knowledge of Galinda-interests with one comment. Bad idea

"Biq," Galinda rolled her eyes—"Boq," muttered the munchkin—"Whatever. Watching this stud is reason enough to come out here." she fingered Fiyero's hand. Boq suppressed the urge to beat the snot—and the smug expression—out of Fiyero. "And, duh, Biq, cloudy is the best time to tan. But—" she eyed his white skin and farmer burn "—I can see you know nothing about that." Boq suddenly noticed how bronzed Fiyero and Av were, and put "tan shirtless in cloudy weather near Galinda" on his mental to-do list.

Also, Boq realized, getting in shape would have to go on his mental to-do list. He smiled through his pain.

"So, what are we doing first?" he asked bravely.

"Ditch him!" Fiyero whispered to Avaric.

Avaric looked uncomfortable. Boq could tell didn't want to betray his best friend, but definitely not disobey his cooler friend.

"Uh, Boq." he mumbled, staring at the ground. "Maybe you should…"

"Let him stay." Galinda put in and his heart leapt into the air, singing.

"What…the… Lin, are you okay?" Fiyero placed a hand on her forehead. "Maybe you're coming down with something."

She giggled. "It's going to be funny to watch."

Boq's heart plunged back into his stomach and got airsick.

"It's not TV." Avaric grumbled.

"You're not the one who has to exercise with him." Fiyero added.

"Fine. Boq, you can stay." his best friend announced.

Boq felt humiliated. Fiyero walked back on to the field, making spiteful comments that were on the pretense of being made to himself, but loud enough, Boq, Avaric and Galinda could hear. Avaric hesitated.

"Boq, I—"

"Av! I told you fifteen minutes ago that you were a jerk, and you're doing again!"

"I know. But Boq. You, football? That doesn't work."

"I can't believe you, Av! You don't just turn on your best friend like that!"

"If you're so hurt, leave." Galinda laughed, winking at Avaric.

Boq squared his shoulders. "No, I am staying and I will be trying out for the Shiz University Football Team."

AN: U like? Longer than last time, fo shizzle. My sister wrote part of it, you may notice how the tone changed. Sorry, but this may be my last update for 2 weeks. Sorry! Review, and I just may update again!