When worlds collide.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked, these characters, or anything affiliated with it (besides my truckload of merchandise). That pleasure belongs to Gregory Maguire; I just play with the characters as I please.

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Author's note: These are a series of one-shots (in order) that make up the foundation of Galinda and Elphaba's life together. The characters are going to go out of character from time to time. It is my story, and although I borrowed the characters, I write them how they tell me to. Gelphie femslash- if this bothers you, turn back now. High rating for future paragraphs- if this bothers you; there will be a warning with those chapters, so consider yourself forewarned. Musical, bookverse and probably AU. Updates are not promised on a schedule, but will be posted when they're written.

Summary: Their paths were not intended to cross, but when they did, what became of the two different worlds? Gelphie femslash, and high rating for further chapters. Musical, bookverse, and probably AU.

"Thank you for volunteering to room with Miss Elphaba, Miss Galinda; that was very... kind of you" Madame Morrible, head mistress of Shiz University, informed as she concluded the rooming arrangements, "you will both be in room twenty-two of Crage hall, on the second floor. Good day."

"You're wel... wait, what?" Galinda tried to clear up the mistake, but to no avail as the head mistress was on her way out of the auditorium already. Orientation was not going how Galinda expected it to, and she vowed to make the most of her time for the rest of her time at Shiz... or at least until she could go home during the break and have her parents clear up the mess.

The moment Galinda Upland of the Arduenna clan, and Elphaba Thropp, the Thropp Third Descending, were deemed roommates, was the moment that the two Shiz University students settled in to an unspoken agreement of mutual unadulterated loathing towards one another. The pair could not have been more opposite if they tried. Galinda was a popular, spoilt socialite whilst Elphaba was an introverted, private and secluded scholar.

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"Miss Elphaba!" Galinda snapped, sitting up from her previously comfortable sleeping position, "will you turn that reading lantern off at once!" Galinda liked her sleep... a lot. She was certain that her roommate was out to make sure that she got as little of it as possible. It just wasn't fair.

Elphaba glanced over to the obviously irritated blonde, not bothering to mask the smirk that was playing on her lips. "I'm sorry; did you want something, Miss Galinda?" Elphaba asked as innocently as she could, not closing the obnoxiously think volume in her hand. She was answered with a huff and some incoherent mumblings.

Seeing the green girl looking at her without a hint of apology made Galinda's blood boil. She was not used to being denied what she wanted, but since attending Shiz that seemed to be all that was happening to her. Denied practicing Sorcery, denied her private room, and now denied the decency of a good night's sleep; it was all becoming too much for the blonde socialite.

It had only been four days since orientation, and Elphaba was already proud of herself for making her roommate hate her. She figured that it was going to happen anyway, so she wanted to have some fun during the process. A friendship with anyone at Shiz, or anyone in Oz for that matter seemed so farfetched that the secluded green girl gave up trying long ago. She had cut herself off from the emotions and tried to ignore the remarks that were aimed at her daily.

Slumping back down on the bed, Galinda was seeing red. She wanted her sleep, she wanted Elphaba to turn off the lantern, and she wanted most of all to be out of that room. Fuming, not so silently as every now and again a sigh or grunt of displeasure would escape her lips, the blonde was trying to come up with a way to either escape Elphaba, or rile her up so much that she chooses to leave instead.

Elphaba knew the one thing that would annoy her roommate the most and it was almost comical as it was giving her what she wanted. In the short time that the green girl had known the socialite, she had realized that if she was denied what she wanted, then given it for no apparent reason, it annoyed her to no end.

"If you didn't spend so much of your time getting on everyone's nerves, Miss Elphaba, you wouldn't need to be up so late catching up on your studies" the almost at her limit teenager informed, pushing herself up on to her elbows so she could look over her body to her roommate. She had a feeling that the more she stopped the girl from studying, the more the girl would think about escaping to the library, or at the very least the foyer. With a self satisfied smirk, Galinda kept her eyes on the actions of her roommate who seemed... undeterred by her words?

Elphaba listened to Galinda, scoffing in her head at the tactic that she was trying to imply. Elphaba wasn't catching up on her studies; she was ahead in all her classes. She was merely reading for the pleasure of reading; not that Miss Galinda would understand that concept. "You know what, Miss Galinda, I think you might be right after all" the teenager smiled, closing the volume in her hands and placing it on her desk, "It might just be time for bed after all". Elphaba couldn't help but turn to see the gobsmacked look on her roommate's face.

The previously irritated girl was stunned to say the least. She was not expecting the usually stubborn girl to give in this quickly and more importantly, to give in without using Galinda's implied plan. "Excuse me?" she finally choked out, never being able to resist the bait that her roommate so effortlessly dangled in front of her.

"I said that I think you're right. Bed is in order. Is that not what you wanted?" Elphaba ensured, rising from her desk and heading to her closet. She knew that the way to play this out was to act unaffected by any words that the blonde may come out with, and act innocent. She had concluded that this was going to be a fun term, despite her initial thoughts when being roomed with the Queen of the socialites.

"Well, it's about time!" Galinda frowned, not sure of what else to do. What she wanted was for her roommate to turn off the lantern and head to bed, and that is what she got. Yet, it still baffled her that there was no argument about it; it seemed almost... dare she say; unnatural? Strange... I wonder what she is up to. Galinda watched as Elphaba disappeared in to the bathroom, a seemingly innocent smile on her face.

Why do I spend so much time either denying or giving the blonde what she wants? Why do I spend so much time on the blonde in the first place? Elphaba went about her nightly routine with similar questions running through her head. It had only just occurred to her that she actually spent more time trying to avoid or annoy her roommate than she did on anything else; and this was now going to concern her. Now clad in her night dress, her hair pulled out of its usual braid, Elphaba exited the bathroom, making sure her eyes didn't connect with the ones that could be waiting for her, Ozma forbid.

Galinda had snuggled back down in to her bed, still going over the event of the past hour. Although she appeared to be paying no attention to her roommate as she exited the bathroom, she could in fact see the path from the bathroom to her roommate's bed quite clearly. Please don't notice that I'm watching... She watched as the green girl casually slipped in to her bed, her back facing away from Galinda's bed. Did I really expect her to say something? Of course I did! It is Elphaba, after all. Galinda watched her turned-away roommate for a while longer before rolling on to her back and staring at the ceiling for a good hour or so just thinking about things.

Although Elphaba could not see her roommate watching her, she could feel it. She thought about turning over and catching her, but she figured that she had messed with the blissful blonde brain enough for one night. In a moment of mischievousness, Elphaba smirked and called out, "Goodnight, Miss Galinda". She heard a frightened squeak in response, and gave a light chuckle. This is going to be a fun term indeed. If I don't make friends, I'll make enemies instead.