Next Chapter, hooray.
Tell me if Elphaba went out of character at all, I think she might have.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked. I know you're all very surprised to read this and all.
Elphaba had been spot on about Galinda and Fiyero. By the end of class they were a couple and made sure everyone knew about it. The green girl couldn't help but feel a little pang of… something. What? Jealousy? She thought to herself mockingly, I only met him today. She shook her head at her own foolishness. Even if she did happened to feel jealousy (and she didn't), it would only be because he couldn't see her skin color. She was grateful to meet someone who was colorblind.
The couple walked out of what was their last class of the day in each other's arms. Probably to make out in a corner somewhere. Elphaba watched the pair as they traveled down the hall and around the corner with narrowed eyes, but turned away then. She had a last class to head to: her magic seminar with Madame Morrible.
After two hours of working simple yet extremely tedious transportation spells, the green girl walked down the hall of her dorm slightly annoyed. She was an extremely hard worker and doing well with these particular spells, and yet the headmistress was increasingly impatient. Elphaba sighed, preparing far a night of quarreling and exchanging insults with Galinda as she opened the door to their shared room.
What she saw was the blonde and Fiyero kissing on the frilly pink bed in such a manor that they didn't even notice that a third person came in and sat down on her own patchwork brown spread, until she snorted in disgusted. So she had been correct in her assumption of their corner making out.
"Having fun are we?" She asked, voice icy. Galinda screamed at the sight of her roommate.
"Wha- how did you get in here?" She yelled, pulling away from her newly acquired boyfriend, who looked up with a slightly confused expression.
"I used my key." She replied sarcastically. To prove her point she held the object up in front of the smaller girl, and then shook her head in disgust.
"Oh, hey. I didn't know you were Galinda's roommate." Fiyero said, completely calm.
"You know the Artichoke?" The blonde asked viciously, turning on the prince. He shrugged.
"Kind of." It seemed he wasn't even bothering to 'figure out what was wrong with her' right now. She snorted again.
"Kind of. Do you even know my name, Tiggular?" She asked. He racked what few brains he had.
"Um… It's not Artichoke, right?" He asked. He received a sharp glare. "Right. Good, that'd be one horrible name… If that's not it then... no, I don't. No one ever calls you by your name." Elphaba ignored him and turned to her roommate.
"Get your prince out of our room. Now." There was authoritive anger in her voice that even Galinda didn't defy.
"It's not your room…" She muttered, but signaled for her boyfriend to leave anyway.
"It's as much mine as it is yours." The emerald student replied evenly, and her roommate scowled at the reminder.
"Hey, but you've got to tell me your name!" The winkie cried as he was ushered out the door by a tall green student.
"Elphaba Thropp." She said thickly, and closed the door in his face.
Fiyero was even more confused now. Galinda and –her name was Elphaba, right?- were roommates. They just… were nothing alike. He practically felt the anger in the air of that room. It was like electricity, or magic- maybe Elphaba's secret was that she had superpowers or something. He reminded himself quickly that he was the only one it was a secret to, but it was still worth asking. Either way, magic or no, he didn't want to get on the bad side of that girl again. Thinking this, he chuckled. Elphaba was quite the character, wasn't she?
The day before class he sat next to her again. She audibly groaned and put down her book. Is that all she did? Read?
"I think I figured out your secret Elphaba!" He told her triumphantly, using her name to prove he'd remembered it. She kept her face carefully emotionless as she replied sarcastically.
"Oh? And what would it be?" She asked with a sinking feeling.
"You have superpowers… or something…" That sounded really stupid coming out of his mouth, he realized too late. She laughed at him.
"Superpowers? I do not have superpowers Fiyero Tiggular. I don't think there such thing." She said in what was a slightly condescending tone. "I am very talented at magic. I am taking Madame Morrible's magic seminar, but that is no secret, to you or anyone else." As a demonstration she made her pencil on her desk float for a couple of seconds before causing it to shoot onto the message board like a dart.
"Witch!" Some kid called, but she ignored it.
"Oh, yeah. I think Galinda said something about that. She was under the impression that you stole her spot." She smirked.
"I'm surprised you did any talking at all."
"Hey! I took her out! We talked… some. What do you hate about her so much?" He asked at her look of dislike.
"That's an awfully long list, prince."
"I really want to know." He gave a puppy dog face. She snapped.
"Fine. She's preppy, blonde, conceited, vicious, and cruel. But most of all really, all she cares about is looks. She spends hours in front of the mirror and frankly, I think the only reason she hates me is because of my-" She cut her self off and grimaced. "Condition, I suppose." That had been much too close, and Fiyero knew it too.
"You were about to say it!" He cried pointing at her. She raised an eyebrow.
"Say what?"
"The thingy… that you won't tell me…" She had a knack for making him seem like an idiot.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He pouted.
"I'm going to go sit with Galinda." Fiyero threatened.
"Oh how will I survive the class without your royal presence?" She replied with dripping sarcasm.
"Fine, but now I know it has something to do with looks." He called, heading over to the blonde. "Though I think you're kind of pretty." The green girl allowed herself a humorless laugh once he was out of earshot.
"Yeah you would." She muttered, turning back to her book.
I know the whole 'Elphaba walking in on Fiyero and Galinda' thing is kinda common, but I had to add it in.
Tell me watcha think!