Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked, and the characters and lyrics depicted in this story are not mine. I am simply borrowing them from Gregory Maguire & Stephen Schwartz for a little bit of wicked fun.

Chapter 3 - The Wizard and I - The Wicked's Perspective

I was still a little dazed, but also thrilled as I stood alone amongst the topiaries, manicured lawns, and sandstone pavers. A thousand different thoughts tumbled through my mind. Did that really just happen? Have I actually understood? This weird quirk I've tried to suppress or hide is a talent that could help me meet the Wizard, if I make good. So I'll make good.

I resolved then and there that I would do my best to learn everything I could from my classes at Shiz, so that one day I would finally be accepted and respected by those that once would have ridiculed and disregarded me by my verdant-coloured skin.

When I meet the Wizard, once I prove my worth, and then I meet the Wizard, it's what I've waited for since...well, since birth! And with all his wizard-wisdom, by my looks he won't be blinded. I thought about all the people who would scoff and sneer at the idea of the Wizard accepting me as his magic Grand Vizier. Did they think the Wizard is dumb? Or like Munchkins, so small-minded? No! He'll say to me, "I see who you truly are, a girl on whom I can rely". And that's how we'll begin, the Wizard and I.

I could almost imagine what it would be like, and I began to envision my future. Once I'm with the Wizard, my whole life will change because once you're with the Wizard no one thinks you're strange. No father is not proud of you, no sister acts ashamed, and all of Oz has to love you when by the Wizard you're acclaimed.

And this gift or this curse I have inside maybe at last I'll know why when we are hand in hand, the Wizard and I. And maybe, just maybe the Wizard in all his wonderfulness might even see fit to help me.

As I stood next to a large marble statue of an old distinguished headmaster of Shiz I could envisage the conversation. One day he'll say to me: "Elphaba, a girl who is so superior, shouldn't a girl who is so good inside have a matching exterior?' He would ask. 'And since folks here to an absurd degree seem fixated on your verdigris, would it be alright by you if I de-greenify you?' Though that's not important to me, "Alright, why not?" I'll reply to his incredibly generous offer. What a pair we'll be, the Wizard and I...

I was pulled from my hopeful aspirations when I felt another surge of power overwhelm me, however this time it was different. It was less tangible and vaguely unclear. One thought coalesced in my mind as I was held captive by the images that blazed though my consciousness.

Unlimited! My future is...unlimited! And I'd just had a vision almost like a prophecy. I knew it sounded truly crazy and true the vision was hazy, but I swear one day there will be a celebration throughout Oz that's all to do with me.

Then I will stand there with the Wizard feeling things I've never felt, and though I would never show it I'd be so happy I could...melt! When people see me they will scream for half of Oz's favourite team: the Wizard and I.

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