Chapter two is here! YAY! :D And bare in mind there is a pentagon in here. You'll find it out soon. Enchanted is having a sequel! SQUEE! I hope Idina's in it... even if she doesn't sing. HOW DO I KNOW HE LOVES ME HOW DO I KNOW HE'S MINE? *listening to this makes me happy!* One more thing, despite my love of Idina, I like Wicked's Defying Gravity better than her single. Just think it had a better story behind it. (: whatcha think?

"FINALLY! At Shiz!" Elphaba jumped out of the wagon with her suitcase and beamed. School! She hadn't seen one in so long! That's the thing with the "most popular prostitutes in Oz" means you can't just stay in one place for even a slightly less than decent amount of time.

Nessa hopped out of the car into the chair that she had set on the ground, "Can you believe it, Elphaba! We're at Shiz! School!" The girls were basically the only ones squealing. All the other students were staring at them. All the guys were drooling, whilst all the girls were already beyond jealous.

"Hey, Eminence!" Someone dared to approach them. It was Boq, the Munchkin that knew them as more than just sex goddesses.

"Boq!" The girls cheered and gave their old friend a hug.

The boy studied them up and down, "Well, you've grown into quite a beautiful batch of girls."

"Thanks," Nessa smiled sincerely at him, "Elphaba, can you help me with that bag?"

"Yeah, sure."

The students were still staring. Among them was a blonde girl named Galinda Upland. Was that really the exotic green woman she had met a few months ago? Then the young girl beside her called her by name. Elphaba. Could it be that Elphie got her letters and came to take her away from this lovely world? She wasn't sure mentally, but apparently she was verbally, for she shouted, "ELPHIE!"

Elphaba looked in her direction not meeting her eyes. Not meeting anyone's eyes. "Someone call me?" She asked. A few heads turned to Galinda who shrank lower and lower to the ground. "Did you have a question?" Galinda was now at her knees nearly three feet smaller than Elphaba.

The blonde flushed, realizing the green woman had no memory of her. "Umm... no. I'm sorry, Elphie..." she hung her head and giggled nervously.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Elphaba blinked, "You look familiar. Why don't we talk over lunch?"

"Depends..." Galinda started softly, "Are you offering me lunch or your services?" Galinda stood abruptly and hmmph'd away.

Elphaba shrugged, "Well, she's out of the way."

"Who was that?" Nessa asked.

"Beats me," Elphaba responded.

"That's Galinda Upland," Boq started, "She said she met you when you were at the Philosophy Club before the summer started. Ring a bell?"

Elphaba stayed quiet for a few moments then said, "Hey, that's the Galinda you like, Boq!"

Nessa giggled and Boq fumed. It was going to be a happy new year...

Galinda was sobbing in her dorm. She was lucky she didn't have a roommate or there might be some explaining needed for the violent thrashing the little blonde had taken out of the room. In fact, it was so messed up, the room could call Dorm Room Services and report abuse… Yeah, she was pretty angry.

Galinda tried telling herself that it wasn't because of the new student Elphaba. It was because the new students stole her spotlight. It was because school was back in… it was because she her poor cat Roger had died… five years ago. That's when she heard a key shift the lock and a door open. Someone was coming in. Crap.

"Whoa, this place looks like it was a victim of assault," a voice laughed. Galinda widened her eyes. Double crap. "Hello? Anyone in here? Oh, hey."

Triple crap. "Hi…" The blond wouldn't dare let anyone see her with make up running down her face or hair modeling bed-head. She also couldn't believe what she was seeing herself…

"So, you're my new roommate? Your name's Galinda right?" The green woman set down her suitcase and plopped on the bed. It was Elphie.

"You remember!?" Galinda exclaimed hopefully.

Elphaba nodded, "Yeah, you were that girl in the crowd. Boq tells me about you a lot."

Galinda groaned and dug her head into her pillow, "Damn it…"

"First impressions aren't everything, don't worry," Elphaba said, "We can be friends."

"Will I have to pay for that?" Galinda mumbled to herself.

"So here's your room, Madame Governor," Boq proclaimed opening up the door to her dorm.

"Please, that was one line in Icebreakers. Don't call me that," Nessa rolled her eyes and her chair into the room.

Sitting on a bed was a girl in a trashy outfit. "I think you and her might have something in common," Boq mumbled.

"Excuse me," Nessa said, ignoring that last comment, "My name's Nessarose Thropp and-"

"I know who you are." The girl said abruptly.

"Okay, and I'm your new roommate," Nessa raised an eyebrow.

"I know. I requested you." Well then, Miss Snobby… "Boq, leave."

Boq gave her a look, "You're not the boss of me."

Nessa said to him, "Don't cause trouble. Just go unpack." Boq mumbled to himself and walked out the door, glaring at Miss Snobby. "It's so awesome to finally be back in school! I was so tired of home school with my sister. It always ended with an assignment and Elphaba'd start arguing that she's not appreciated for her hard work and then Father'd say when she starts paying the bills she can do whatever then she says she does pay the bills and-" Nessarose paused when she turned to see her roommate right in front of her, "Do you… want something?"

The girl demanded, "Sleep with me."

"Excuse me?"

"I have money."

"Erm, I'm sorry, but I came to college to have a life beyond prostitution. I'm pretty sure Elphaba would –"

"No. You. You and your scrawny little useless legs…" The girl hummed in delight at the thought.

Nessarose carefully rolled herself out of the girl's path, "I'm sorry, but I can't do that without going against everything I believe in. I- I'll see you later." Nessarose rolled out of the room in shock. She new she had fan girls, but never were they anything like that. "Demanding, much… Maybe it's her time of month…" She mumbled to herself then made her way to the café.

Galinda watched sadly – but delightedly and admiringly – as her roommate finished unpacking. Then, as simple as that, the girl grabbed a book and settled down to read. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm reading?" Elphaba rolled her eyes.

"I didn't know you liked to read, Elphie."

Elphaba seemed to tense a bit at the name, "Could you not call me that? I've had some bad experiences with that name."

That made Galinda even sadder, "Like what?" Maybe provoking would bring her through…

"Like none of your business," Elphaba responded in the same tone, and casually went back to her book.

"Come on let's share secrets!" Galinda put on an excited smile. "I'll go first: I'm in love with someone who doesn't even know I exist…"

"Well, I'm sorry for that," Elphaba gave a sympathetic look, "but my story will make you never want to love again. The word itself disgusts me."

"Tell me," Galinda could use a good reason to not love.

Elphaba gave her a suspicious look, "Maybe another time… I've gotta go apply for the sorcery seminar."

Galinda groaned as the door slammed. Then a brilliant idea came to her: She could join the seminar WITH Elphaba! "Wait!" She ran out the door (despite her horrendous appearance) "I'm applying for that seminar too! I wrote an essay even. May I come with you?"

"Sure. I bet you have a better chance of getting in than me though. What was your essay on?"

"Erm…" Galinda froze for a bit, "Magic wands… need they have a point?" The blonde gave a smile, "I've already turned it in, so don't mention it."

"Oh, I get it," Elphaba winked, "no self-promotion." Galinda loved it when she winked, but confined herself.

"Exactly," Galinda beamed, closing her eyes with a nervous chuckle.

Elphaba and she walked silently for a bit, "So, who's this person that doesn't even know you?"

"None of your business," Galinda played her time in this.

"Fair enough, but maybe I could hook you two up."

"The idea of you sleeping with someone to get them to date me doesn't sound appealing…" And not in the way you think, she thought.

Elphaba laughed, "I like you." And Galinda could only imagine if that meant something more than a declaration of friendship.

Fin. Poor Galinda, right? She's so desperate (: I have to thank Spring Awakening for this chapter ("Totally F****d" gave me a lot of inspiration) and I'm glad the person I dedicated it to likes it and Boq. I do believe one of my friends has actually flamed it despite knowing what it was about (well, not a flame, but on the lines of I-don't-like-it). But it was expected, and eh, I forgive her. I am living in America, so I am what I own. I don't own Wicked, therefore I am not… *sobs*
~obsessive-elphaba