It has taken me awhile to update, but please forgive me. I am getting back into the swing of my writing. I think. I hope I still have some readers. The vacation is coming up and with snow days coming and going I should be updating my stories more. So, if you still read please leave me a review. Thanks.

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Nessarose had stayed in her room happy to just have heard her name paired with Boq. That meant there must have been some chance right? Well, if not she way going to say it did. After what had happened between Elphaba and Fiyero she felt there must be at least some small chance for them. Possibly. Really the prince of the Vinkus had kissed the green girl, that had to mean pigs were flying and Galinda would wear black and Boq might love her. At least this was what Nessa was thinking.

A soft knock at her door caught her attention. It was probably Elphaba finally returning. She wouldn't spend any more time with him just because they were paired right? Oh wait, she listened to the old Goat. Maybe she would. Once in her chair and still debating over this she opened the door to her suite. Her thoughts stopped as well as her breathing as the munchkin boy stood outside the door.

"Boq?" Was the only sound that came from her as she wheeled out of the way for him to come in. He did so and stood awkwardly in the center of her small suite. Well small compared to the prince's.

"Hi...uh Nessa, I know we've been paired together, but...er...I don't like you that way. I really like-"

"I know." She interrupted holding up her hand to silence him. "And for some reason I thought there may be a small chance that you might, possibly like me that way. Maybe it was because Fiyero's already jumped at the chance with Elphaba."

Boq's head came up from looking at his feet at this news. "Does this mean Galinda's free?" His voice was hopeful and only brought her face and feelings down more.

"I don't know. Why don't you go find out? Maybe she's still crying and you can comfort her." Now her bitter tone sounded somewhat like her sister's. The only difference was that Elphaba's would not have been effected by oncoming tears.

Boq felt horrible. He couldn't hide his feelings for Galinda, he already knew everyone else knew what he felt. Now he knew what he was doing. Was this what Nessa was like when he wasn't around. Holding false hope and crying when it came time to realize it would never come true. Instinctively his arm moved around her shoulders just as he got to the side of her chair. Her tears were now flowing freely and he let her cry into his shoulder. It was now completely dark outside and he would get caught out after curfew if he didn't get back. He rolled the chair back over to the bed and comforted her for a little longer until her crying died out completely. Why had he hated her so much again? Oh yes she would never let him go out of her sight. Now she seemed different. A softer Nessarose than both she let show. She had always seemed softer than her sister had had, but now she seemed almost like Galinda and her type of girls. Except with a brain to match. He found himself smiling at her as he said a hurried goodnight and turned to leave quickly.

His thoughts were slurring as he ran back to Craige Hall across the lawn from the girl's dorms. Was he beginning to like Nessarose? Was that even possible? He always believed he would always love Galinda, but maybe he had never really loved her, maybe he had just thought he did. Until now of course. Now his thoughts were reeling with thoughts of Ness he had never even believed were possible before. Was this how Elphaba thought? Questioning every move anyone made? Even going as far to question the tricks emotions can play? He supposed it was. It would explain why she never let anyone in. She never trusted anyone, yes, but now he saw her reason. Her sister obviously didn't think that way. She let people in too quickly and therefore got hurt because of it. Maybe they both need someone. Just someone to put their trust in and care for them.

Now his mind turned to Elphaba. Fiyero had jumped at the chance with her? Jumped? He had been waiting? Could he really like her that way? As long as he had known her she had never been nice...to anyone, but Nessarose. Nessarose. Damn it. In his life he had always thought he had at least some luck in this odd world of Oz, but just as he began to feel a little more lucky, the unnamed god shot him with some electric lightning bolt to shut him down. Well she wasn't exactly as bad as being electrocuted, but she wasn't Galinda. Galinda was paired with Avaric though and, seeing as he and Fiyero wee friends he was betting he would lose a fight with him. He would probably lose a fight to Elphaba. No he would it was a hands down decision, she could flatten his little Munchkin butt.

Boq looked around as he realized his feet had stopped moving and he was still in Craig Hall. Damn. Galinda already had someone, even if it wasn't a good someone, it was someone he really couldn't compete with now. And even Elphaba had someone. Fiyero of all people, too! Oz was going insane! Plus all of them had been paired up by a Goat! Oz was insane. His munchkin feet still wouldn't move even when he heard the approach of someone. Not someone with feet either. He still stayed instead of jumping out a window or hiding behind a bush. He stayed in place.

Nessa came around the corner of the hall intending to go and find her sister for some solice of some kind of attention that she needed right now. She stopped her movement abruptly as soon as she saw Boq, just standing there and staring at her. "Boq? Are you okay?" Nessa shot him a confused look as she slowly wheeled herself closer to look at him better. He looked deep in thought or lost. He looked somewhat what Elphaba looked like while reading or writing something. He shook his head, only to nod it a second later. He was confused. About what?

Galinda never remembered his name. He was always Biq or just a nobody. How could you really love someone who didn't even know you? Could you? Boq looked down at Nessa, who was still looking at him like he should be in a mental ward and smiled, genuinely. "Yes, I'm fine Nessa." He walked around her and turned to push her chair back to her room, while she still strained to look at him with question. He was smiling still and kept his smile even when he situated her chair back in her dorm room and took his own seat in front of her. "I'm thinking clearly instead of thinking in pink all the time, Nessa." She laughed and he joined her after a few seconds of thinking over his final decision in this matched up mess.

And what happened then, well in Craig Hall they say that the Munchkins small heart grew three sizes that day.