Author's note: I wasn't really sure how to start this chapter, (I have been avoiding it for as long as I can,) but I just decided to sit down for a couple of minutes and think of what to… say? Type? I don't know, anyways. I had to think really hard for this chapter, cause it's really cold where I live, and I can hear the ice cracking and melting off my brain as I write this. So please, enjoy!

Disclaimed

Elphaba sat in her class, the cold wood stinging her buttocks. Lucky, Fiyero wasn't in this class, so he couldn't make a fool of himself off of something she said. Galinda sat next to her.

"Yero's speech was great!" She squealed. " I just wanted to stand up and say something myself." Oz forbid, Elphaba thought.

"Yes, I really liked it." Elphaba forced the words through her teeth, although they sounded monotone and strained.

"Of course you liked it- Boq!" Galinda said, standing and waving to the munchkin. He looked rather depressed, with his hands in his pockets. He looked up, and saw Galinda, and walked up the stairs to her.

"Hey" He said softly.

"What's a matter?" Galinda asked as he sat next to her.

" More importantly, where's Nessarose?" Elphaba added with a growl.

"Nessa's… coming." He said, the back of his head lying on the top of the back of his chair, looking up to the ceiling.

"What happened?" Galinda concerned.

"Ah, Nessa was hinting at something, and so I took her to my room; we kissed, I started to feel her up, and-,"

"Ah-ah, huh. Nope, too far. I don't want to hear about you and my sister; too raunchy. There is a boundary point with stuff like that." Elphaba said in her 'lalalala, I can't hear you,' kind of way.

"That's as far as it went." Boq said disappointedly. "APPARENTLY, Nessa meant something entirely different, and kicked me out."

Galinda leaned over to whisper something to him, which made him turn red, and his face produced sweat. Galinda back off and giggled, and Boq did a nervous laugh. Elphaba tilted her head side ways.

"Galinda? What did you say to him?" Elphaba asked, grinning.

Galinda gave a bawdy smile. "Oh, well I can't tell you exactly, but here is a little summary." She told Elphaba, who raised her eyebrows, and began turning a little greener.

"You sick minded-," Elphaba started to say as she pulled away from Galinda mouth. She was interrupted by a 'hem, hem' behind her, which was very much like Nessa's 'hem, hem.' Elphaba turned to see the little sister behind. Elphaba laughed nervously. "Oh, um, hi, um, Nessa." She grinned. Nessa gave a disappointed look, and rolled her eyes at her perverse sister.

"You know that father wouldn't approve of your… adventures." Nessa gave a disapproving sigh.

"Yeah," Elphaba said, her smile turning to a frown, and her lips tightening. "Yeah, and since when has father given shit about what I do and don't?"

Nessa's eyes turned cold. "You know that he acted that way toward you just for your own benefit-,"

Elphaba returned her gaze. "OH, RIGHT, Nessa!" Elphaba growled. "He slammed me up against the wall for saying I don't believe his feffing religion when I was feffing SIX!" Elphaba's word became louder as the conversation continued.

"He was looking out for you're soul, Elphie-,"

"Yeah, right, Nessie! You know father doesn't give a damn about me or my FEFFING SOUL, so just get your nasally ass nose out of my feffing business, alright?"

Nessa's lips contracted, pulling around her teeth into a bitter smile that looked almost demon. "You know I am right, Elphaba-!"

She was interrupted by Elphaba's loud, compulsive yells, filling the room of anger and screams of profanity. "YOUR FATHER DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME, AND NEVER WILL!!" All heads in the room turned to her, with a nervous grin, like they were wondering if this was really happening. The artichoke had left the steamer. " HE ONLY CARES ABOUT YOU, AND HIS OWN…. ASS, ALRIGHT?!!!"

Elphaba, who looked unusually attractive for someone having screamed out her lungs, looked at her fists, which were down at her sides. She had clenched them so hard; they had started to bleed- a deep red color pulsing out of the fingernail shaped scars. She resented this, but had no time to cry over her palms. She looked up from her sister, and around the room. Dr. Dillamond looked at Elphaba in utter shock, as he froze, putting a stack of papers on his desk. Elphaba calmly put her hands and arms to her side, and walked out of the class, with surprising poise and gracefulness.

All was silent, as Doctor Dillamond stared out the door where an imprint of Elphaba stood momentarily in the air, electrons still lingering. He sighed, walked to the board, and turned it over.

"Copy these down," he said with much exhaust, pointing to questions scrawled in his handwriting. " And don't talk. Or yell." He added.

Galinda scribbled a note to Nessa.

What's up with you? Galinda asked

A lot of stuff. Elphaba thinks she knows everything, but she doesn't. I know more about her than she knows about herself. Nessa scrawled back.

What do you-,

Dr. Dillamond was then lingering over them. "Kindly hand me the note Miss. Gaaaaahhhhhgklinda."

"It's Ga- oh never mind. Here." And with that, Galinda gave him the notes, and just thought about what Nessa knew for the rest of the day.

LATER THAT… EVENING.

"Stupid Avaric." Fiyero said with a pout. "Now the SWP schedule is all messed up again."

"The what?" Galinda said with a puppy like tilt of her head.

"You know," Fiyero said, "The SWP! The 'sleeping with people' schedule."

"Oh." Galinda said. "Who am I with tonight?" She asked, as she continued sewing.

"Me." Fiyero said as he bit the edge of his tongue, trying to figure out the SWP. He sketched on the margins of the paper as he contemplated what to do next.

"Oh darn. I promised Boq that I would-,"

Just then, Elphaba stormed in to the room. She had been missing all afternoon, and almost all night, till now. The room filled with a sprit of intensity.

Elphaba didn't acknowledge them, as she walked to the fridge, got a Coze, and sat at the table. Then she sat down and saw him with the chart. "Who am I with?"

Fiyero looked up, his tongue still in his teeth. "Wha-? Oh, yes you are with… um… duht, duht, duh…" He said the last bit as he searched the paper. "You are with- wait, that's not right. You're with Nessarose. DAMMNIT!!" He yelled out. " I have to do this all over again! You might not be with me after all, Glinda." Glinda smiled at this is in her own, weird way, and continued sewing while she whistled.

AFTER FIYERO STOPS BEING AN IDIOT

"There!" He exclaimed as he tapped the paper one last time. "Galinda, you are with… no one, Elphaba, you're with me, and Boq and Nessa are together! Perfect."

"Why do I have to be alone?" Galinda pouted.

THAT NIGHT…0.0

Boq peeked his head in Nessa's room, reluctant that they were together tonight. Any other night, but now. There was Nessa, on the bed, sewing. She didn't look up as she said, "Good evening, Boq." He nodded and said, good evening, Nessa."

"Sit." She said as she continued sewing.

Boq did so, as if she had cracked a whip and threatened him to it.

"Just wait one second- ah, there we are." Nessa said as she tied the last bit of string off. She set down the pattern, and then looked at Boq. "Come here." He scooted closer down the bed toward her. "Closer, closer." Boq did so. "A little more." Now he was right next to her, close enough to kiss. She smiled, and then-

"OW!" She slapped him.

"That was for this morning. NEVER feel me up with out my permission again, got it?" He retreated down the bed, but Nessa stopped him. "Come here, I wasn't done." He did so, coming as close as last time. This time she smiled, and Boq prepared him self for slapping when-

"Mmmmm…" She kissed him. She pulled back, and smiled.

"Get ready for bed."

--TBC

Nonsense chapter, sorry! I had a sort of point to this though. D. Please review, cus I am having a bad day!

Shiloh