Rifiuto: Non Miriena

A/N: Written: 2009. Found: 2018- Licia

The first official week of classes didn't start until the following week, which meant the current week was for students to get acquainted with the campus, find their classes, get their books and settle into their dorms and their new lives on campus. For Glinda, it would be a challenge; she'd never lived on a campus before, never shared a room with another girl, let alone a whole floor with other girls.

But for Elphaba, she was used to sharing a room; used to living on a floor with other students. St. Prowd's had been the most prestigious school in the Vinkus, for young, rising athletic stars like her and Fiyero. But she was so used to sharing a room with her teammate, that being stuck in a room with another girl was...

There were no words to accurately describe the annoyance.

Glinda had decked out her half of the room in pink; it looked like a cupcake had exploded over half the dorm. As for Elphaba, not having been allowed much in her dorm at St. Prowd's- mainly because she and Yero had shared a room from the time they were eight, so, ten years- she didn't have much, not that she cared. Once her few things were unpacked and put away, she grabbed her duffel, heading for the door.

"Where are you going?"

Elphaba stopped. "Out."

"Where could you possibly be going that requires a duffel bag? Unless you're going to rob a bank?"

The young woman rolled her eyes, before turning to her knew roommate. "Don't worry about it. And for the record, how about this? You stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours. Besides, we aren't exactly each others' type. I've got more important things to focus on besides shoes and... fashion." Then, before Glinda could open her mouth, she was gone, shutting the door behind her.

He found her practicing twizzles on the ice; choosing her ice skates over her sliders. Clearly, she'd had a tough afternoon, because the only time she ever chose skating over sliding was when she'd had a bad day. "Mind if I join you?"

She looked up as she glided past. "Knock yourself out."

In minutes, he'd joined her on the smooth surface, sliding out to her. She'd slipped her phone into a portable speaker and turned it on, preferring music to silence. "I take it getting to know your new roommate went well."

"If you count the insurmountable pink that exploded in the room, or the fact that she won't shut up for more than five minutes, then yes, it went fine." He shook his head. "How's your roommate situation?"

"I don't have one."

Her mouth dropped in surprise. "How is that far? I get forced to room with a blonde bimbo while you get a room to yourself? And yet she doesn't even consider that if I can't room with you, I'd rather room alone? How is that fair?"

"Take it up with her? Or try to get along with Glimba?"

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen." She replied, racing off. He sighed, chasing after her. "The last thing I want is to become friends with the cupcake. I have more important things to focus on than becoming some blonde's friend, Yero. Like school, and competition, and keeping my sponsors. Because unlike you, I have to earn mine. Remember?" She pulled off a triple axel, allowing him to catch up as she slowed down.

"You don't need to earn yours, Fabala, you have just as much talent if not more than anyone else, and you know it."

"Tell that to my father." She grumbled, as he grabbed her hand and tugged her along. They fell into an easy, relaxing routine; one they'd skated before. It was often a surprise to people, the talent both teens- for they were both barely eighteen; Fiyero would turn eighteen next May, and Elphaba next September- possessed in regards to the ice. Though their main strengths were in Roaring, they did have a good repertoire in regards to skating as well- both singles and pairs. It wasn't uncommon to watch the pair cross into both, depending on the competition. However, if they were lucky, they'd attend the Ozlympics as a Mixed Double for Roaring in two years.

If.

They had the talent, they just needed to qualify, and that meant beating out every other Vinkun team for a chance. They- no, Elphaba- needed this chance. She could lose everything if they didn't place; and everything for her meant being sent back to her father in Munchkinland, when the man had sent her to the Vinkus for a reason. Okay, more than one reason, but the main reason was because he wanted nothing to do with her.

So he pawned the daughter he despised off on someone else- the King and Queen of the Vinkus, to be precise.

"Fabala, we'll be fine. You don't need to prove yourself to anyone. Least of all that bastard you share DNA with. Or me." He replied, taking her shoulders. "We'll be fine, okay?" A moment passed, before she nodded. "Good." He kissed her softly, before taking her hand. "Come on. I know we passed by this small pub called the... Bean and Kidneys, I think. I don't know about you, but I'm starving."

"Bean and Kidneys? Lovely."

"Hey, it could be called the Anus and Rectum and I could care less, as long as it serves decent food." He quickly untied his skates and slipped out of them. She made a face.

"That's disgusting, Yero."

"That's my point, Fabala. I don't care about the name as long as the food is good. Now come on." Once they were back in regular shoes, he grabbed her wrist, tugging her out of the rink.