AN: This ficlet's set right after the Lion Cub scene. Warning you now, from here on out, everything's out of order, since I haven't finished the 100 stories.
Fiyero Tiggular preferred things in his life to be simple. Dating Galinda? Simple! Partying? Simple! Sleeping though class? Simple! Trying to understand Elphaba Thropp? Not so simple.
He thought she was interesting, and not just because of her unfortunate skin color. She was the first girl to tell him off because he wasn't paying attention and actually got him to listen. She was the first girl to tell him that she would be his tutor because she thought it was the right thing to do. She was larger than life, so real, yet so surreal.
And, as much as he hated to admit it, he was a little bit in love with her. In love with the fact that she was passionate about everything she did. In love with the fact that she was so idealistic about Oz's future. In love with the fact that every time he was around her she fascinated him and made him think.
She was too much for him to handle. Too passionate, too idealistic, too fascinating. She was everything Galinda wasn't. She was the pure essence of what everyone lacked.
Fiyero pushed those thoughts into the back of his mind, better to be brainless.