This chapter is short. I am sorry for that. Thanks for the reviews! I love them please keep reviewing! GO OZheads!

Elphaba laid on the bed, intent on not crying, intent on being strong, never to show hurt, or pain. The room was to dark and Galinda's bed was to pink. Everything that she saw seemed to mock her, Elphaba was swallowed in her own blood and had no way to get out.

A woman walked past the room, she looked in, and when she saw Elphaba she cleared her throat to get Elphaba's attention. Elphaba shot up out of the bed, to pretend that nothing was wrong.

"I am Tracie; I am in charge of the freshmen's rooms." The woman, Tracie said. She was normal looking, to young to be out of collage, tall but not to tall. "Is everything ok." Elphaba's face said that that she was crying, no matter how much she smiled it was still there, that water at the edge of her eyes, the little red line under her eyes, the things that she could just smile and just say that they weren't there.

"Yeah I am fine;" She lied, she wasn't fine but she knew that she was going to lie about it until she had no choice but to tell the truth. "I thought that freshman's affairs was Madame Morrible's job."

"It is but I really needed a campus job so… are you sure that you are ok." Tracie gave Elphaba a concerned look.

"Other than I am rooming with miss 'pretty and pink' I am fine." Tracie seemed to know that Elphaba wasn't ok. But she didn't say anything.

"Ok, I guess that you will talk when you're ready. My room is on the second floor, come there if you have any problems with your room, other than your roommate. I can't fix that sorry."

She left, Elphaba couldn't decide if she was happy or upset to see her go. Elphaba was surprised that she pushed her so much to talk, no one else had ever done that. People just guessed that since she was so loud and so suborn and so head strong that she could take anything thrown at her, but that wasn't the case, it never was.

Elphaba picked up her books and shoved her tears behind her eyes and walked out the door. She had classes to go to, life has to go on, no matter how bad things got. She had to make it here, she had one shot here, besides she was only here for Nessarose anyway. Elphaba was not the kind of person to let a opportunity go by.

I get that Elphaba is always supposed to be alone until she and Galinda become friends, but I need someone else to work with in the story, someone else that cared. No one in the play or the musical or the book really could work, so I made up one. Now review, please I beg of you!

DEFY GRAVITY!