Because I Knew You {Fiyero}

New School, Somewhat Same Story

AN: New story alert! It's based off of the musical Wicked. Yes, I know there's a book as well but this is solely based off the musical because I haven't had the chance to fully read the book yet. Oh and if any of you are reading my other stories and have been wondering where I've been, my laptop gave out on me but now I have a new laptop so things will be rolling out shortly. Now that I've got a new laptop my weekly updates will begin to happen again with a new schedule so this story will update every Wednesday. As always I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!

Everyone seems to forget that there's four witches in Oz and not just three. Even the original author of Dorothy Gale's biography still got it wrong. In the south there is a region of Oz called Quadling Country. There a small part of the Upland family lives. Yes, the Uplands of Gilikin have family in Quadling Country.

Here an uncle of Galinda the Good lives. He married and had a daughter named Addelaide or as she will later be known: Addelaide the Good. Galinda and Addelaide aren't the closest of cousins, matter of fact, they rarely speak to one another. Galinda was far too obsessed with appearances for Addelaide's liking. Addelaide didn't care what people thought of her and while most of the time she stayed quiet and out of the way, she always was willing to help people.

Addelaide didn't know she was a witch or even had the capability of magic until one day while she was walking back home she sneezed and a row of wild flowers grew in front of her. Addelaide was shocked and ran back home where her mother and father explained that she came from a long line of powerful witches. Addelaide learning all she could about magic and learned how to control her powers. While she couldn't afford to attend Shiz University like her cousin, she was just as happy for attending Quadling University. They still had a professor who knew about magic and she helped Addelaide further her abilities that she couldn't have done on her own.

Addelaide became involved on campus, helping anyone she could. Everyone knew the bubbly girl and had nothing but nice things to say. She didn't necessarily care for the popularity but she figured if it was going to be given to her she would use it for good.

There was a time, however where her helpfulness wound up hurting her more than she would care to admit. The administration practically used Addelaide as their student welcome committee for any new students who came into Quadling Country, all that lived in Quadling Country knew about the University and pretty much already knew Addelaide so they didn't get any extra help unless they sought out Addelaide or any of the other upperclassmen that helped students with their school work or with getting around campus. So when it was announced that Prince Fiyero Tiggular was to attend Quadling University, Addelaide was immediately called upon.

The blonde sat on the steps of the main building of the campus, waiting for this prince to arrive. She didn't know what she was expecting but the small carriage with a sleeping man in the back was not it. The man was startled awake by the driver and they soon did this strange farewell before the driver drove off. The man, who Addelaide assumed was the prince, pushed his sunglasses up on his head and looked up at the building then sighed. Addelaide stood and adjusted her backpack on her shoulder and made her way down the steps.

Fiyero finally noticed Addelaide when he saw a beautiful blonde making his way towards him. He easily put on his charming smirk. "Now when I asked for a welcome committee I didn't realize that they would only give me the prettiest girl in all of Quadling. I guess I can handle that."

Addelaide rolled her eyes. Oh this was about to get interesting. "And here I'd hope that a prince would have more manners. Oh, well guess we'll both just have to be disappointed." She quipped. Just because she was normally bubbly and enjoyed helping people didn't mean she didn't have some sort of wit about her.

Fiyero looked shocked at first but then a bit impressed. "My apologies but really you don't have to worry about all of that prince nonsense. Just call me Fiyero and who might you be?"

"Addelaide Upland. Welcome to Quadling Country and University." She smiled, proud of herself for shocking him.

"Addelaide," he said as if he was testing her name, "What about Addie?"

Addelaide scrunched up her nose. It was the nickname that her cousin used when she wanted something or to just annoy her. "No, just Addelaide."

Fiyero mock pouted. "Oh, c'mon Addie, it's not that bad."

"It is when your annoying cousin uses it non-stop. Now follow me and I'll show you around." She turned and made her way back up the steps. Fiyero shook his head. Maybe he could get used to being here. He chuckled to himself. What was he kidding, a likable person or not he knew he would be out before the semester ended.

"And here's where your Ozian History class will be." Addelaide pointed out as they past another building.

Fiyero rolled his eyes. "Addelaide, do you really think I'm actually going to go to these classes? How about you show me the most swankified place in town?"

Addelaide sighed. "You're not even going to try? It's not really that bad of a class. I'm in it now. I'm actually in most of your classes. Guess it just goes to show that all future rulers take the same thing." She mumbled at the end. Like how she felt about being popular she felt the same about being the future 'queen' of Quadling Country. She didn't necessarily like it but she knew she could do a lot of good if she stuck with it.

"Future ruler, huh? Is this all going to be yours after you finish school?" Fiyero asked.

"Yeah, I'm assuming it's the same for you too."

Fiyero nodded. "Now how 'bout that most swankified place, hm? I think it's my turn to show you that you don't have to be this way."

Addelaide raised an eyebrow. "Well there's this club that's a little off campus called The Kells." The club was named after the mountain range north west of the city of Qhovre called Quadling Kells. Qhovre was the city in which Quadling University was located as well as the city in which Addelaide lived. Qhovre sat at the beginning of the Quadling Marshes and the end of the Yellow Brick Road. It was one of the only cities in Quadling Country, the other being Bengda which was located a few miles south east of Qhovre.

"Then we'll go there." Fiyero beamed. He was not about to talk about his feelings on being the next in line to rule The Vinkus. He took her hand and lead her out to where he met her when he suddenly stopped. "Now how do we get there?"

Addelaide finally pulled her hand away from his grip. "We don't. We have to get you ready for tomorrow."

Fiyero rolled his eyes. "And what better way than going to The Kells?"

"Showing you your dorm room and setting it up before going to sleep." She crossed her arms, not wanting to put up with his carefree approach to school. She had an early morning lesson tomorrow and all she wanted was a hot shower, to get lost for a little bit in her latest book and to go to sleep.

Fiyero sighed. "There's no changing your mind is there?"

Addelaide shook her head.

"Then how about we make a deal?"

"Okay..." Addelaide reluctantly agreed.

"I'll do whatever is on your welcome committee list today but tomorrow you take me to The Kells and there's no talk of school or classes." He offered.

Addelaide sighed. She had been needing to get off of campus for a bit. "Fine but I am not going to be taking care of you if you get too drunk." She pointed her finger at him. She of course was lying, she would take care of him if he did indeed get too drunk, it was in her nature after all to help others but she was hoping the empty threat would take hold and he wouldn't drink too much and they could make it back to campus safely.

Fiyero just grinned and motioned for Addelaide to lead the way. "After you m'lady."

Oh yes, Addelaide was right this was going to be rather interesting indeed.