disclaimer:NOT MINE! Exuse me while I go sob... *runs off*

Elphaba's POV

At 3 years old.

Froggie. Some little boy passes me on the street, points at me, and calls me this. It sticks. For years I'm the emotionless "Froggie".

At 4 years old.

Fabala. Nessa's 2-year-old mispronunciation of my name. I don't mind. That's what momma used to call me. Before she died giving birth to Nessa because of the milkflowers father gave her to keep Nessarose from being a green curse like me. It's my fault. "Fabala" is what Nessa calls me for years to come.

At 19 years old.

Vegetable. I thought Shiz would be different. I was wrong. Here I'm "Green Bean" or "Artichoke". This sticks with all but two students. I became "Elphie" to my best and only friend, Galinda Upland. Her boyfriend, Fiyero, and I have become friends as well... He's really nice. No. I'm not that girl...

At 20 years old.

The Wicked Witch of the West. The wizard branded me with this. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz tricked me into giving those monkeys wings. He was going to use them as spies. He made me a pawn in his sick, twisted, corrupt, evil plan, and condemned me to a life on the run as a fugitive. I had to leave everyone I love behind. Nessa, Glinda, Fiyero...

The Wicked witch of the West. I'm sure this will stay until the day I die.

At 23 years old.

Fae. Fiyero's lover. With him, in his arms, I'm not a wicked witch or Froggie, or Artichoke. I'm Fabala, Elphie, Fae, and just Elphaba. I'm complete.

Forever more.

Me.

Awwww... I just had to give her the happy ending she deserves!