A/N: It's been a long time coming, but it's finally here! Sorry for making you guys wait so long...

Next day…

Elphaba

Diary,

What a day this has been! I cannot believe what has happened! When I arrived, things were as I expected. Students screamed and backed away in fear, using their suitcases as shields against my hideous green features. The Headmistress, Madame Morrible, welcomed us all, but didn't see me. And upon seeing Nessa, she beamed and walked over to her. "Who is this tragically beautiful girl?" She asked. Nessa flushed. "You must be the Governor's daughter, correct?" Nessa nodded. I tapped on the Head mistresses shoulder. She turned around, and upon seeing me, gave a little yelp and jumped.

Typical reaction.

"I'm his other daughter," I stated, giving a small wave, "I'm beautifully tragic."

"Yes, well," She said, straightening her glasses at the tip of her nose. ""He didn't mention a second daughter." My shoulders slumped a little. I knew Father didn't like me, but to not mention me before sending me here? Nessa spoke up. "She's here to help me." I could tell she was embarrassed about having to stand up for me, yet again. "I couldn't stand going somewhere without her, so Father let her come. It was a last-minute decision. Please, may she stay?"

Morrible looked deep in thought for a moment, then said rather loudly, "Does anyone here have any room for an extra roommate?" Then, a Blonde girl, who had been talking to a group of friends, skipped forward, raising her hand. "Madame Morrible," She said in a high, slightly irritating voice.

Could it be? Someone was actually willing to share a room with me?

"Brilliant!" Said Madame. "Thank you, Galinda dear. I will have an extra bed brought up to your private suite immediately." Confusion flickered over the girl's face. "What-?" Morrible took 'Galinda dear's' hand and mine, and joined them together. Galinda quickly pulled her hand away. "Ew!" She shrieked. "It touched me!"

Guess not.

"Madame Morrible," Said Galinda, "Th-there must be some mistake. I'm not sharing my room with this-this-" She looked me up and down. "This asparagus!"

Very funny.

She giggled at her own joke, as did the group of girls she had been talking with.

"Oh, no," said Madame, "No mistake. Miss Elphaba will be sharing your room."

"B-b-but-"

"N buts!" Snapped Madame. "Miss Elphaba will stay with you, and Miss Nessarose with me."

"What?" I said. "No! Nessa stays with me!"

"I-I can't believe it," Said Galinda, bringing the back of her hand to her forehead dramatically. "I didn't get my way." She fell backwards, and was easily caught by the two girls. "I need to lie down." She was carried quickly away. I looked back to Madame. "She stays with me." I repeated. Morrible took the handles of Nessa's wheelchair. "She will be quite safe with me."

I narrowed my eyes, and felt energy surging through me. Nessa's chair jerked away from Madame, and towards me. Then, I froze. I had used magic. I hadn't even started classes and already I had broken Nessa's promise.

"Elphaba!" Nessa shouted, making me cringe. "You promised things would be different here!" She gave me a look that made me hunch even lower, and wheeled out.

"Nessa!" I shouted after her, then I turned to Madame. "Madame Morrible," I said, "I am so sorry. Maybe coming here wasn't a good idea after all…."

"What?!" Morrible looked shocked. "never apologize for talent! Talent is a gift! And that is my talent; encouraging talent! Tell me child, have you ever considered a career in sorcery?"

I looked down at my boots. "Not really…" I felt my face heat up with pride.

Morrible beamed. "Then I shall tutor you privately – and take no other students! In fact, I will even write to the Wonderful Wizard about you! I shall start the letter immediately!"

I cannot believe it! I've barely arrived, and already the Wizard will soon know about me! Maybe he could tutor me, and take me on as his second! It has a nice ring to it; the Wizard and I….

End.

Galinda

Dearest Diary,

Oh, what terrible news! Well, today when I arrived, I was greeted by Madame Morrible, the greatest Sorceress of all time! She is one of the few people I have ever looked up to! I was so exited!

And then…IT walked in.

I swear on my pretty-pink nail polish, an asparagus walked in!!! And what's worse, I have to share my private suite with It! Disgusting!

I am writing Popsie about this.

Oh no! What if It's ugly greenness radiates off of her in the night, and disrupts my beauty sleep?! Or what if It snores?! I've never heard of a snoring asparagus, but anything is possible. I'm going to write home immediately!

Signed,

Galinda Upland

Elphaba

Diary,

I sent father a letter today. Here is a copy:

My Dear Father,

There's been some confusion over rooming here, at Shiz. But of course I'll care for Nessa, for I know that's how you'd want me to respond. There's been some confusion for, you see, my roommate is blonde.

The Headmistress is taking care of Nessa personally. I will write again if Nessa needs anything.

Your other daughter,

X Elphaba

Galinda isn't in here yet. I think she's afraid to sleep in the same room as me. Probably afraid I'll cast a spell on her in her sleep that makes her hair frizzy or something.

Oh no. Here she comes. She just shot me a dirty look, and sat on her frilly pink bed. See, this room is divided into two parts, her side, and my side. We each have a bed, a shelf, and a nightstand. My shelf has only a few books, while hers is filled with shoes. I have nothing on my nightstand , but hers is covered in makeup, jewelry, and mirrors. She is truly a blonde.

End.

Galinda

Dearest Diary,

Great.

I just walked into my room, and the Artichoke was already there, writing. I glared at her, but she ignored me, so I ignored her back.

I've already written home, here's the letter:

Dearest, Darlingest Momsie and Popsicle,

There's been some confusion over rooming here, at Shiz. But of course, I'll rise above it. For I know that's how you'd want me to respond. There's been some confusion for, you see, my roommate is…unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe….

Oh, for Oz's sake, she's as green as the Emerald City!

But, as you have already guessed, I am handling it very well. I will write again as soon as I possibly can.

Toodle Pip!

Love,

Your wonderful daughter,

Galinda Upland

A/N: So there it is! Tell me what you think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!