The next day, Elphaba was able to leave the infirmary; she seemed fine, like she hadn't even been hurt, but it was probably due to her years of suffering and having to heal fast for her father. She walked back to the dorm with Fiyero and Galinda.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Fiyero and Galinda asked for the thousandth time.

"I'm fine! How many times do I have to tell you for you to get it!" Elphaba snapped, her words sounded harsher than she intended them to and she felt a little bad as she trudged ahead of them to the door. Fiyero sighed and stared at her, a sort of longing and sad look on his face.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing." he said as he realized he was staring (again) and he looked away. He fought to keep his eyes directed on indifferent things, like the ceiling, and the floor, and the wall and the door and Elphaba. Oh crap, he was doing it again. She noticed him staring and rolled her eyes.

"Tell me Master Fiyero, do you think that every time you look at me I will be a different color? Honestly, I don't change shades by the minute." she said scornfully, "Got it?"

"You don't have to snap," said Fiyero, "And don't call me Master Fiyero, Fiyero suits me fine." he sulked.

"Alright, Fiyero." said Elphaba, her mood was obviously not at its best. She opened the door to the dorm and stormed in, only to come back out with her bag.

"Where are you going?" asked Galinda.

"The library." Elphaba huffed, then she was shooting past them, remarkably fast for someone with 12 stitches in her side. Fiyero looked after her and sighed.

"She'll be fine." Galinda assured him, knowing her roommate was tough, she could handle almost anything, and that was something Galinda wished she could do, "Fiyero dearest, are you really her friend?"

Fiyero looked at her, "What's that supposed to mean? Of course I am."

"Well, it's just, I've never even seen you speak two words to her, and what she says about you..." Galinda trailed off. In past conversations, or whenever Galinda got back from a date with Fiyero, Elphaba would make some comment on how he was rich and snobby and that he was shallow and self absorbed. When Elphaba ever actually saw Galinda with Fiyero, she would roll her eyes and say something not too nice about him. None of which Fiyero ever heard.

"What? What does she say about me?" Fiyero inquired, by the tone of Galinda's voice, it couldn't have been anything good.

"Oh, nothing," said Galinda unconvincingly, she wasn't a very good liar, blonde's never really were.

"Galinda, please, tell me." said Fiyero, now wondering if he really wanted to know.

"Well she just...thought, you know, typical prince stuff and you know, party boy from your sort of scandalascious reputation and not to mention your current grades." Galinda explained, wondering if she should be telling Fiyero this. Then she remembered Fiyero's words from the afternoon one day when he had called her beautiful. Maybe, she thought, maybe if he knows what she used to say about him, he won't like her anymore, at least not as more than a friend.

"That's really what she thought?" asked Fiyero, sounding a little hurt. Galinda looked at him feeling guilty, she hadn't meant to hurt him!

"Well, no, not really." said Galinda, hopelessly lying.

"Galinda, you already said it, no use lying about it." said Fiyero, resting a hand on her shoulder. Galinda smiled up at him.

"Maybe, she just doesn't want to be your friend." Galinda offered, trying to dash Fiyero's hopes and return his attention to her, his girlfriend, where it rightfully belonged.

"Maybe, but sooner or later, she'll find she can't get rid of me." Fiyero joked and smiled. Galinda smiled back, but she didn't like the way that sounded, she wanted Fiyero to stay with her, so that she would be the one he would be following.

"Fiyero, you are so good." said Galinda, trying to turn the subject from Elphaba.

"I am, aren't I." said Fiyero with a joking smile. Galinda returned the smile half-heartedly as she thought of Fiyero leaving her to be with Elphaba, it made her a little dizzy, she touched her forehead absentmindedly.

"Galinda?" Fiyero asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." said Galinda, intensifying her smile to be more believable.

"Good." Fiyero smiled back and took her hand, "How about some coffee?" he offered, guiding her out of the building so her could take her to the coffee shop on campus that usually occupied students.