A/N: Well! This is the first, officially posted "Wicked" fic that Jessica and I have written. It's actually a role-play! Jessica is writing Elphaba's point of view, and I am writing Galinda's/Glinda's. Enjoy, and please R&R! Oh, and Ama Clutch probably just won't appear for a while, if that's all right.

A/N: Oh, that reminds me! This is based on the book and musical. Some lines will be taken from both. But, of course, not everything will be exactly like the book and musical, for we do want to be somewhat original

Disclaimer: We own squat. We don't even own as much Elphaba's or Galinda's toenail polish... not that Elphie wears any. Some belongs to Stephen Swartz, and most of it belongs to Gregory McGuire! (sp? so sorry if it's spelled wrong)

"Loathing!

Unadulterated loathing!

For your face, your voice,

Your clothing!

Let's just say, I loathe it all!

Every little trait however small

Makes my very flesh begin to crawl

With simple utter loathing..." from "Wicked", the musical

Galinda's POV



I sighed, quite frustrated. Sharing a room... with... that... thing! Blowing a blonde curl hastily out of my face, I crossed my arms, throwing a glare at the other girl. And why was she green? Why couldn't be a normal color like everyone else? Whimpering, I rapidly clutched my bags, stomping to my new room. Idiotic Ama Clutch... Why, oh why, did she have to step on that ridiculous nail?! It had been highly inconvenient and simply infuriating! Frowning, I did silently hope she was all right. Dropping my ten bags beside what I had immediately chosen to be my bed, I smoothed out the skirt of my pale pink dress.

Elphaba's POV



 With a disgusted sigh, I looked over my shoulder at the other girl. She was so...so...so like everyone else! No doubt she was wondering why I was green, or complaining to herself about how she had to share a room with me. In all truth, I was no exactly thrilled to be spending my days with a prissy socialite. Picking up the very few bags I had decided to bring with me, I laid them on the other bed in the room, she obviously had to get the first pick and I was left with the leftover. With a scowl, I cursed the fact that I was here with her. If I hadn't wanted an education so badly, I may have left, but I had to keep myself here for the sake of the cause. Flicking open the latches on my bags, I could only wonder what a prissy girl in pink was going to do to this room if I left her alone in it.

Galinda's POV



Opening one bag, I instantly began to strategically place pictures and posters on my side of the room. I covered my dinky bed in light glittery, pink sheets, praying it would make me feel more at home. Glancing over at... Elphaba? Was that her name? Well, I glanced over at her, knowing I could never feel at home as long as I was with her. Clearing my throat, I tossed my blonde locks over my shoulder, slowly approaching her with a wince.

"Hi... I'm Galinda." I introduced myself, managing to present a half-smile; my extended hand waited in the air as I reached out for hers.

Elphaba's POV

Looking from her face to her hand, I almost laughed. She was making an attempt. 'How sweet', I thought, sarcasm very apparent in my mind.

"Elphaba," I said, making no move to hold out my hand.

She would probably recoil in shock if her perfect skin touched mine. It wasn't that I was dirty, by all means I was very clean, but knowing the way those high class types thought she would be scrubbing her hands seconds later thinking, 'why, oh why did I touch that?!' Turning back to my bags, I couldn't stand to look at her overly childish side of the room. Mine would remain simple, probably clashing with her side. I decided that if I were to stay here with her, I could at least use something to make me feel more at home. Pulling out my bed sheets I put them on the bed and sat down.

Casting a sideways glance at Galinda, I sighed, "I know this is going to be painful for the both of us, so it might be good if we set up ground rules."

Galinda's POV

Blushing, I swiftly dropped my still awaiting hand.

"Yes, I suppose so." Returning to my seat upon my bed, I lifted an eyebrow. "It's evident that neither of us want to be here with each other, and it's painfully obvious that we have completely different..." Pausing, I overlooked her attire, "Tastes, but I assure you, I won't be here for long. As soon as the second semester comes along, I'll be gone, thank Goodness!" I informed her with a bit of hot air, leaning against the wall.

Narrowing my eyes, I grimaced as I thought of what would happen if Miss Morrible didn't move me to a different dorm. Oh, what would people think of me?! I was already getting off to a horrid start here at Shiz! I needed to make popular friends quickly. People like me! Sighing again, I buried my head into my pillow.

Elphaba's POV

I rolled my eyes at her. "I'll leave you to your society jazz, and you'll leave me to my studies. I believe that is really the only rule we need."

It was terrible. Not only was she counting down the days until the second semester, but she immediately thought I would make her life miserable. I wouldn't give her a second look; she would be the one doing the life ruining. I saw her eyes travel to my clothes; they were perfectly fine with me. I was not at Shiz to be in a fashion show, I was getting an education - something I'm sure that she could not fully grasp the concept of. On the brighter side of things, I knew sharing a room with her wouldn't hurt me with the other people at Shiz. However, I knew she would suffer from being around me. I almost smirked, she was going to suffer more than me, however I could already tell she was a talker. Shuddering, I thought if she had any of her Ama girls in here, they would be giggling and chattering until the wee hours of the morning. But then again, she wouldn't want them here... not with her roommate anywhere near her. With a sigh, I knew I was going to be alone even if I wasn't technically, my mind would be alone. Buried in the recesses of myself, probably resorting to talking to myself... great not only would they stare because of my skin, but because I would be murmuring to myself under my breath for company.

Galinda's POV

Bouncing up off my bed, I ultimately came to the conclusion to go make some new friends. Perhaps they would feel sympathy for how I was sharing a room with... with... that green, Quadling girl. After a long day of chatting with hundreds of girls, I finally found the group I knew I would indisputably want to be a part of. Pfannee, Shenshen and Milla were their names, and I was overjoyed to have found them. They had the same exquisite taste in clothes and style, and I wanted them to accept me... despite the diminutive roommate problem I was currently having.

"Oh, you poor dear!" They had exclaimed, sympathy welling up in their voices, "You have to share a room with that thing? We pity you, dearie. Of course, you can visit us any time you wish!"

I beamed, skipping back to my room. As soon as I entered the silent room, my eyes unfortunately befell her... reading a book. Cocking my head to one side, my blonde curls bounced playfully. Goodness knows what she found interesting in those books.

Elphaba's POV

Tearing my eyes from the book, I looked up at her angrily. She bounced around the room like she owned the place and then disturbed my reading. I hated being disturbed while reading; in fact, it drove me even more crazy than the blinding lights from her side of the room. She had to choose the bed that the sun would hit and make a blinding glare towards my side of the room. It was saddening, really it was; I didn't do anything to anyone, not anything notable anyway. But that could have been half of my problem, not once had I done anything for anyone else that would make them think I was anything but bad. With a chuckle, I disregarded that thought; the question is what had they done for me? Slamming the book shut, I tossed it next to me on the bed. I couldn't concentrate any longer. Sitting up, I stretched out my arms and legs, I had been sitting on that bed for quite a while in the same position, my eyes only moving to scan the words, fingers twitching to turn pages and nothing else.

"Oh, I'm sorry for offending you with my presence," I bit out, sarcasm dripping in my voice. She looked disgusted and then confused. What was I, some sort of animal?!

Galinda's POV

My eyes widened, appearing as if they were cerulean oceans of confusion and shock. What had I done? I had said nothing, done nothing... Just simply walked into the room. All right, I pranced into the room, but still, I had done nothing to set her off. Gaping at her, I placed my hands on my small hips, exhaling furiously.

"What are you babbling about?" I questioned, my white face turning a shade of a mixture of red and purple as my rosy cheeks became even more flushed. "I did nothing to you! I let you continue with your," My eyes glimpsed at her thick book, flickering with annoyance, "book! I didn't do a thing!" My melodic, normally cheery voice was steadily rising, transforming into one of offense and irritation.

Elphaba's POV



 Wincing, I sat up straighter, "You skipped into the room like you were Queen of the place, and then you stop dead and gawk," I scowled. My eyes narrowed to thin slits as I put my legs over the side of the bed, getting ready to stand up. My lips pursed into a thin frown, they practically disappeared as moved towards her, "Don't think I don't notice the dirty looks and blank stares. I'm not stupid you know!" Tapping the side of her head I dangerously glared at her, "Although I can't say the same for some other people in this room."

Sharply turning on my heel, I went back to my bed. My cheeks were hot, and probably a rather odd color, considering green and red made a disgusting mixture. Snatching the book back up I opened the cover and flipped to the page I had left off on, my mood had steadily gotten worse over the very short time I had been in Shiz, and from the looks of it, it would not improve any time soon.

Galinda's POV

I stuck my scarlet lower lip out, pouting as I stalked to my drawers, silently pulling out a nightgown. I pulled my golden hair up tightly, remaining in the restroom for quite some time, only to return in a white nightgown. Releasing my curls from their prison on top of my head, I slipped under the cool, glittery sheets, plopping my head on the ashen pillow.

Elphaba continued to turn the pages of her book sharply, creating a rather loud noise in the process of her fury. In annoyance, I turned on my other side, in order to see if she was anywhere near the end of the book. Suppressing a vociferous groan, I clamped my eyes shut, as my heart dropped a thousand feet. She was only in the beginning. Chewing on my lip, I sighed noisily, sending a glower her way.

Elphaba's POV

Her sigh caught my attention. I could continue to turn the pages loudly, or I could softly turn them as not to disturb her. No, I was not catering to that prissy little girl. She had been handed life on a silver platter and no way was I putting the final garnish on her expensive and glorious tray. As I got increasingly further in the book, I knew it was almost time to go to bed, but I was so caught up in the story. I knew it could not have been written by a Munchkin although that is what they had proclaimed at the shop. It was much too deep to be written by a small-minded Munchkin. My eyes scanned over the words faster than before, with rage everything I did seemed to speed up.

Looking at the page number, I almost groaned; I was only on page 71, not even close to the end. It was such an alluring story, but the clock beat me out. Gently shutting the book as to not ruin it, I placed it on the bedside table and got up from the bed. Padding across the room I grabbed my nightclothes and walked in the restroom. After changing, I redid my long braid and walked back into the main room, sleep would do me good; the stress was starting to get to me. Climbing under the covers, I turned away from the Princess across from me. I couldn't go to sleep facing her.

Galinda's POV

My lips curled upwards slightly. Thank Goodness she had finally finished! I wanted to leap up and dance for joy! Could she have read any longer? If she had, I think it might've killed me. My thoughts raced in my head as I cuddled under my blankets. Elphaba didn't strike me as the jovial, merrily laughing type. The first impression I received from her was that she was always exceedingly pessimistic and never smiled. Her eyes never flickered with bliss or cheeriness, only annoyance and negativity. Additionally, she didn't quite remind me of the nature-loving type either. The soft, green grass... the healthy, strong trees... the warm, luminous sun... the cool, sparkling water... It caused my body to tingle merely thinking about it! Now, more than ever, I desired to spend an entire day in nature.

I mentally noted that I had much to report to Pfannee, Shenshen, and Milla about Miss Elphaba: her exasperating temper! Relaxing, I permitted my eyelids to gradually shut, thrusting me into a world filled with various dreams that caused my blood to run with exhilarating excitement.

Elphaba's POV



 Twisting and turning in the bed, I finally found myself able to fall asleep. Apparently one is more likely to stay up all night rather than sleep when one is terribly exhausted or stressed. I stared at the ceiling, at the wall, and finally at the pillow that was supposed to be underneath my head. As my eyes shut into a dozing state, no sooner had I finally found solace in my dream world, it was time to wake up again.

Sitting up, I sighed; it was early - so early that Princess hadn't woken up yet. Creeping out of my bed, I walked to my drawers and pulled out my clothes. Then I made my way to the restroom. Locking the door behind me, I sighed and went to the tub. I didn't bathe in water. Shuddering at the thought, I hurried myself along to a milk bath. Climbing into the tub, I sighed, what a relaxed state. If only I weren't nervous about dropping my book inside the liquid I would have been utterly content. I closed my eyes for several moments before deciding I would have to get out. With a sad smile, I climbed out of the tub and then frowned at the mirror, my green skin reflected to me, almost like a taunt. Turning my face away, I grabbed my towel and wiped myself off, what a curse...

A/N: Please R&R! :-)