A/N: I own nothing. Beware. none of this is dialogue. The next one has alot though.


Boq walked into the main hall where there were no less than a few hundred other students seated to be roomed.

He situated himself in the back row and listened for his name and where he would be placed. Sitting in the back he took the chance to take in the sight of his fellow classmates. A few other Munckinlanders, a Gillikinese here and there, and my word was that a Quadling? But what really caught his eye was the sight of a certain green-skinned girl in the back corner.

Elphaba? Here? At Shiz? Boq couldn't tell if he was excited or appalled at the fact. He and Elphaba shared the same play pen for at least a year, but not once had she ever said a word to him, or anyone else for that matter. She was as Boq had said 'interesting.' When she did talk (which was rarely) she was in a far off corner whispering words to herself.

But that was then and this is now. Elphaba had grown (the same could not be said for Boq) Her hair was tied in a braid that traveled the length of her back. A pair of thin wiry glasses sat on the bony bridge of her nose.

Much of her appearance had changed but so much was the same. She was as she always had been, green. Boq figured no one could grow out of that; and similar to their days in the playpen she was by herself. But standing in the darkest corner could not hide her from prodding eyes. Anyone and everyone entering the hall immediately caught sight of her, and then looked away as if scared to catch a disease. But in return Elphaba would not raise her head from the ground.


College. What a dream. More of a nightmare to be truthful. Ever since she had arrived everyone had been staring at her. Of course Elphaba was used to this but she also learned that as one gets older one gets more vicious.

She could tell when people looked at her. And she could tell when they stared. Passing glances were okay like needles in your side; at first you feel a little something but then it numbs. But staring is completely different. The eyes burn slowly and painfully through the flesh, and though sweat may trickle you can't stop the fire from eating you up until you look up.

Elphaba hated staring. She hated the feeling of the person's eye boring through your back, or making their way into your head. Elphaba always knew, strange as it may see, who was staring at her. May it be a stranger, or a family member. She could identify the person if she knew them, and if not she could tell it was a stranger; simple as that, but not this one. No this person was mixed, so strange and foreign yet so familiar almost like home after it's been re-decorated.


Boq didn't understand this. It had to be Elphie, if she still went by that name. Most people look up after one has been staring at you for five minutes and counting. But what he didn't understand 

most was why he was trying to get her attention, why was he so desperate to get her to notice him? In all honesty he did not know, but he didn't need to.

After another minute or so his and several others name were called and sent to Briscoe Hall. Later he thought. He would find Elphaba later and, and what? He didn't know. All he knew was that for some reason he desperately wanted her to notice him to recognize him. Or maybe he needed her to. One could never tell.


Finally the burning stopped. The person had left. Elphaba couldn't understand why someone would be staring at her for so long. Were they really that fascinated by her skin, most people stare, but never that long. She was sure she would have to face the person if they hadn't stopped.

But what bugged her most was who the person was, if not a stranger and not a familiar then whom? She had no friends, and never made any effort to associate herself with anyone else other than Nessa.

And it would be very unlikely for someone to know her and her not know them. Of course it could have been one of the hundreds of people who papa had made her sing to. Yes that had to be it. Besides who else would want to remember her?


A/N: Are they IC? I worked hard on Boq and probably re-did Elphaba a few times. So flame, criticize, review.