1Chapter 3: The Blondie and I

Disclaimer: I own myself, but nothing of Oz.

I brushed at my hair furiously. That stupid, annoying, stupid, blonde, stupid, upstarting, stupid, STUPID GIRL!! "'This will just make me a better person!' indeed! Nothing will make that snotty little brat a better person!"

I smirked at myself in the mirror, loving the wickedness that spread across my face. "Nothing, but me!"

I laid the brush on my bed and began braiding the still-damp hair in my typical braid over one shoulder. I cast a loathing glance at the Jewish-like cap hanging on my bed post before securing it on my head. Stupid cap. Looked so stupid on me. Stupid! I slipped the glasses on without another thought and stood up.

I remembered that Elphaba was an extremely powerful witch that could make things do or become just about anything. I pulled the cap off and briefly wondered if I should turn it into my lovely pointy hat, but then frowned and put it back on my head. No, not yet. "Galinda the Goodie has to give it to me first." I gnashed my teeth and stormed into the hall, knowing I was late for class.

I landed myself in Ozian literature where I was sitting next to a pretty girl with long black hair and big brown eyes. She was very plain, but pretty enough. I smiled at her as I slid into my chair. "I'm Elphaba."

She nodded without looking at me. "I'm Tam." She glanced up as I thudded my book open. "Sweet Oz!" She scooted her chair as far from me as possible.

I sighed and flipped the pages to that indicated on the board. It was going to be a long day. After science I had study hall. Scooting into an empty chair in the back, I wished for a great, floppy black rimmed hat that I could pull down and cover my face with. Someone plopped down in the seat in front of me. I glanced at them. By Lurline, it was Galinda.

She pulled out her diary and doodled in it, before swinging around to face me. She muffled a startled squeal when she saw it was me. "Oh, miss Elphaba! How is it you-?" she didn't finish, but leapt up to find another seat. All the others were taken except for those on either side of me, and she certainly didn't want those. She sat back down dejectedly. "Fine. I'll sit with you today."

After five minutes of her I wanted to cast a spell over her, and not in a good way either. I found my hand constantly twitching toward my bag to search for the Grimmerie, even though I knew it was not there. Is this how Elphaba really felt about me in the beginning? Well I didn't talk her ear off about nonsense!

Did I? I swallowed guiltily and sank further into my chair as I remembered all the hours spent talking about hair and make-up and Fiyero. Dang, Elphaba must have hated me!

I realized as I glowered at the blonde little nuisance, I hated her too.