A/n: This would not be a story if it wasn't for GirlInTheMirror121. Luv ya!

Disclaimer: If I owned Wicked, my schedule would be:

10:00 AM- wake up
10:30- Special viewing of Wicked at school
1:30- AP World Lit
3:00- Religion (With just our AP World Lit class and Ms V)
4:00- another special Wicked viewing with Mr Mc, Ms V, and our AP World Lit class
7:00- go home and write fanfiction for an hour or so
11:00- go to sleep

BUT that's not my schedule... So I obviously don't own Wicked!

Chapter 2: Why Invite Stress In?

The next day, in Dr. Dillamond's class, Elphaba and Galinda were discussing politics in Oz. Elphaba couldn't help but notice Fiyero walk in.

"Well, Galinda," she said, aware of Fiyero listening to their conversation. "It's just that Animal's rights are being taken one by one and nobody's doing anything to stop it!"

Fiyero walked over, and Elpaba's heart rate sped up.

"I apologize for interrupting this intellectual conversation, but I do have a matter of importance to speak of-"

"Oh, foo Fiyero, spit it out already," snapped Elphaba. She had to keep up appearances.

He nodded to Galinda. "Would thou fair damsel give me the honor of accompanying me to the dance?"

"Of course, silly!" giggled Galinda. "It took you long enough!"

Elphaba felt her cheeks burning. Why would he want to go with her, anyway? Yet she could have sworn that when she looked up, Fiyero was staring at her. They met each other's gazes, and held them for a second more than necessary…

Then Dr. Dillamond came in and started class. Elphaba couldn't concentrate on anything. Why was he staring at her? Did he like her? But why did he ask Galinda? He had to, they're dating! But still…

And, try as she might, she couldn't get these frivolous thoughts out of her head.

"Oh, Elphie, I'm so excited for the dance!" squealed Galinda after class. "Your dress is almost done, and I started mine! And Grand March! Fiyero already has his tux and such… We'll look so cute walking down the runway together-"

"Excuse me. Grand March?"

"You know, when you show your dress off to everyone. Didn't you ever go to Prom?"

Elphaba paled, resembling an unripe tomato. "Er…"

"Don't worry- you can walk by yourself. It'll be fun!"

"All those people, each wishing for me to trip and break my neck, thus killing myself. I'm sure it will be a blast."

"Gosh Elphie, you're so pesta- pessa- … sad! Cheer up!" Galinda spotted Shenshen. "Ooh! Be right back!" And with that, she fluttered away.

Elphaba continued walking, blinking when she stepped into the bright sunshine. The sound of footsteps caused her to turn around.

"Elphaba?"

"Yes, Boq?"

He looked decidedly nervous, fidgeting with his tie. "I… um… well… I…er…"

She suddenly knew what was happening. "Boq," she said gently. "I do not wish to be anything more than friends. I love you like a brother. Plus, there's the simple fact that my sister's in love with you."

He scowled. "Not you, Elphaba. Galinda."

"Why are you asking me then?" She laughed.

"Is she going with anyone?" Boq asked through gritted teeth.

Elphaba stopped laughing. "Yeah. Fiyero. He asked her last class."

With this news, Boq's shoulders sagged. She couldn't help but relate. After all, they were both in love with their best friend's significant other, a person they would never have a chance with.

Life is complicated that way.

A/n: Again, as I said for the parody, DON'T HATE ME IF IT TAKES FOREVER for me to reply to reiews. Finals. Need I say more. But I WILL reply. :)

Fate (karma?) has it so all my easy finals are first, my mediium ones second, and my hard ones third. I wish I could et the hard ones over with, you know?

So... wish me luck!

(On another note, I am done with Religion and AP World Lit. The sadness radiates from me.)

Love,

Yorkie