AN: Here you go. I know I'm mean. I'm not going to upload the Fiyeraba wedding. MWUAHAHA!!! Much thanks to @MyGreenPerspective for commenting so fast. That's so sweet.

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I am Alassè Morrible. I am a 15 year old girl. My mother is a strange woman. Sometimes I've got the feeling she doesn't love me. But I love her, really much. She always gives me many and expensive birthday presents. I am born on a very special day, exactly one year after the Wicked Witch of the West died. I'm glad I don't live in the time the Wicked Witches were in full power. They must have been the most awful people that exist. I love the stories my mum tells me about them.

Today was the first day at school. Holiday is over! We did some introduction stuff. I sat besides a boy I've never seen before. We all said our names, when I said mine, he looked at me a little bit weird. I can't explain it, but it felt wrong. He said his name was Fenáro Tiggular. I looked at him curiously: why did he react that strange when I said my name? The next couple of weeks he avoided me like I was the Wicked Witch herself.

One day, I couldn't stand it anymore. When I saw him hanging out with his friends again, I went to him and said: 'Where is this all about? Why are you avoiding me?'
A boy next to Fenáro stood up: 'Your mother killed his aunt, and almost killed both of his parents! She ruined their whole life! And you are wondering why he's avoiding you? I'm sorry, but after what your mum did to them, of course he's avoiding you!'
I looked at him confused: 'What the hell are you talking about? My mum wouldn't kill anybody!'
Fenáro looked at me. 'Avaric, calm down! She really has no idea what you're talking about.' Avaric sat down reluctantly. Fenáro turned to me: 'My mother is called Elphaba Thropp.'
I looked at him: where did I hear that name before? When I realized it, I looked at him afraid: 'The Wicked Witch of the West?' I said nervous. I turned around and ran away.
'Alassè?! It's not like you think it is!' he screamed. But I didn't listen anymore.

A few minutes later, Fenáro sat down besides me.
'Hey.' he said.
I turned away: 'What do you want?'
'It's not like you think it is. Can you just let me explain it.'
I didn't react. He started telling his story. While he was telling, my eyes grew wide. He couldn't be serious, or could he?

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Now it really started! I hope you liked it. Vote, comment, tell the truth, same as always. But, this time, I want to know something more. What do you think about Fenáro and Alassè? Do you like them? What is your first impression?
Until next time, sweeties!
Xxx, Alassë, (No, I don't have the same name as my character. She's Alassè and I'm Alassë, that's a big difference.)