disclaimer: When I'm bored I photoshop myself to be green. This is about as close to owning Wicked as I'll ever get.

A/n: Uh, so last chapter was epic fail? I'm not sure, but I didn't get many reviews. Oh well, hopefully you guys like this chapter more. I got to meet Rob Mills, the guy who plays Fiyero in Australia and turned into fangirl goo, which I suppose is better than screaming and making a fool of myself. I've always thought he was hot. But in real life he is… even more hot, which suprised me especially when I set myself up to be slightly disappointed. I wanted to meet the girls playing Glinda and Elphaba too, but because I went to a matinee I didn't get to because they had to do press stuff straight after :(. The show however, was amazing. I was sitting in the best seats I've had yet. 6 rows from the front!


Her eyes skimmed over the pages of the essay, but she was all too aware of his eyes on her and it was distracting. She could feel his eyes travelling over her. Elphaba tried to control her breathing and stop her hands from shaking and just concentrate on the essay in front of her, but his intense stare was becoming too much.

She put the essay down and turned to him. "Stop that!"

He raised his eyebrows innocently. "Stop what?"

"Stop… looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

She could have hit him. "Like you are, it's distracting."

He smirked, just enough to reveal a hint of a dimple in his cheek and something about it nearly took her breath away. It was no secret Fiyero was attractive, but she rarely saw it. Not when she looked at him and could only hear all his insults. She mentally told herself to snap out of it and looked away from him.

"Just, find something else to do while I edit your stupid essay." It everything in her to steady her voice.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw him shrug. "Well ok then."

She took a deep breath and went back to the essay, having to start all over again because she couldn't remember a single thing she'd read prior. As she started over, she could hear Fiyero doing something with a piece of paper, and suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw him head butting it, over and over.

At first Elphaba tried to ignore it. But quickly his movements got bigger and bigger and more and more distracting and suddenly, with skill she didn't even realise she possessed she reached out and grabbed the balled up piece of paper.

"Stop it." She hissed.

"You told me to do something else." He swiftly pulled the paper out of her hand. "It's incredibly boring waiting for you to read that. I thought you could read quickly."

"I can." She snapped. "Just not when you're doing everything possible to distract me."

With one arm on the table her leant close to her. Closer than he should have. He gave her that breath taking smirk again. "I'm not doing everything possible." His smooth voice cut through the air and suddenly she had to concentrate really hard on breathing.

For a speechless moment she stared back at him, watching as his eyes travelled over her face agonisingly slowly. She couldn't think, she couldn't find any words to speak. Until it suddenly occurred to her that this was Fiyero. And since it was Fiyero, it was likely he was only thinking of yet another insult and it made her snap out of it.

"Just go away then." She said, pulling back and looking away from him. "You obviously don't care about me proof reading your essay for you anyway so you can take it and go."

If she'd been looking she would have seen the hurt that flashed across his eyes for less than a moment.

"Fine." He snatched the paper from her hands. "I don't care what you think. And why should I? You're just…"

She turned and looked at him, waiting for him to finish that sentence.

"Just the green girl." He finished, regretting it before he even said it.

"At least I don't pretend to be somebody I'm not." She said it quietly, but the look in his eyes confirmed that he heard her. He hardened his glare at her before turning quickly and leaving the Library.

Elphaba let out a heavy sigh, confused at what had just happened.

* * *

"Please, please, please, please!" Each word was higher until the last please was just a shrill cry.

"No." Elphaba said firmly. "Absolutely not."

"But pink goes good-

"With green. Yeah, I get it." Elphaba finished the sentence.

"Just today. Please Elphie. Please."

Elphaba had the distinct feeling Galinda was seconds away from being on her knees pleading and this made her sigh and slump back down on the bed. "Fine."

There was a shrill squeal and moments later Galinda was working on pulling her hair out of the tight braid she kept it in. "This is going to be the best prettification yet." She pulled a brush through Elphaba's hair and paused for a moment. "Um, Elphie…" She asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"Did Fiyero ever… um…" Galinda bit her lip and paused in her hair brushing. "Did he ever apologise to you?"

Elphaba scoffed. Since when was Fiyero one to apologise? Especially to her… someone he cared so little for.

"Oh." She resumed her hair brushing. "He's been a little quieter lately." She pulled the hair from the from of Elphaba's face back and pinned it there with a pink flower. "I don't know why. Whenever I bring up your name he starts acting all weird. Are you sure you were never friends?"

"Certain." Elphaba was uncomfortable. She just didn't want to talk about him.

"Oh." Galinda ran her fingers through Elphaba's hair several more times and stopped. "You're hair's done. You know what Elphie?"

Elphaba turned and looked at her friend expectantly.

"You need to try flirting with boys today."

"Uh… what?"

"We've been here at Shiz for several months and you haven't been on a single date! Elphie, there is something wrong with that and we need to fix it today."

Elphaba felt like pointing out the obvious reason as to why she hadn't had a date at Shiz, or, ever, but didn't.

"Do you remember what I taught you back when we first became friends?" She asked. "Toss, toss."

Her face scrunched up in a grimace. She wasn't sure at all about this. She had never mastered Galinda move on a hair toss and giggle. It came out as her awkwardly swishing her hair around and cackling.

"Come on, try it again." Galinda did the move again, complete with a girlish giggle.

Elphaba took a deep breath and tried to mimic her. Her hair went everywhere and her 'giggle' sounded like pure evil. She hung her head. There was nothing attractive about her at all. It was impossible for her to be cute and charming and flirty the way Galinda was, because she was none of those things. She was awkward and green.

"Well… you'll get better." Galinda even sound unconvinced that time. "Just practise on your way to class."

a/n: I only ended it there because I'm using the Lion cub scene (with modifications) and I wanted it to be a separate chapter. So sorry it's so sadly short. Just review so I can be sure this fic hasn't become a train wreck, lol.