Glowinx Club - We Shine On Our Own

06. Getting Through It

"I'm a little nervous for today..." Alora whispered to Minu as Palladium wrote something on the blackboard. Minu smiled at her softly. "I don't think he has another girl. Just ask him what was up yesterday night – straight up like this. I mean, I wouldn't but uh, you should do that. And if you're unsure I suggest asking Lilac from 1A. Her aura reading is amazing...and if that doesn't work she can make him talk by using her empathy powers."

Alora chuckled quietly. "Yeah, I don't want to do that. I'm really just gonna ask him." Palladium turned around, looking at the two who immediately quieted down.

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A golden portal opened in front of Alora's house and out of it came Cécilia and Alora, quickly entering the blue-haired fairy's house.

"Cécilia, I'm so thankful you want to help me pick out an outfit for tonight." Alora walked upstairs, followed by the light fairy who just clicked her tongue. "Please, I'd do anything for you. I just wouldn't jump off a bridge, I hope you understand."

Alora laughed, entering her bedroom. "I wouldn't let you anyway!" she stopped in front of her wardrobe and opened it. "Here you go."

Cécilia cracked her knuckles. "I can handle this. So, what do we have here..." Alora stepped away and took a seat on her bed while Cécilia fumbled and roamed through her clothes. The light fairy scrunched up her nose. "You...have zero party clothes."

"We're not partying." Alora corrected her softly, "We're dining at a fancy restaurant."

"It's almost the same. I meant that here's nothing worthy of being put on for a date." Cécilia sighed yet pulled out a fancy top. "Oh my Arcadia...this? With jeans?? You're gonna knock him out dead! Jun isn't gonna believe his eyes!"

Alora got up and her eyes sparkled. "I totally forgot about this! I wore this for my grandparents' special anniversary last year! I even forgot it was still there."

"It was my sense of fashion that brought the outfit back from the dead. No need to thank me." Cécilia smirked knowingly, making Alora chortle. Yet the pink-haired girl raised her finger. "Oh, very important! Put very soft makeup on! Oh, god, how are you gonna style your hair?"

Pulling out deemed-pretty jeans Alora closed her wardrobe. "He told me he finds my open hair pretty. I think I'm just clipping away the left side and leave the right side hanging. Like I already do when I put up my ponytail." Cécilia clapped her hands. "Absolutely fantastic. There we have it. You're a natural, Alora!"

Alora laughed, waving her hand. "Stop it, I'm not! You chose the top and I just...thought about the rest." Cécilia wiggled her finger at her. "No, dear. You have a hidden talent. Maybe we can work together on my blog about fashion some time! I'd love to hear your thoughts on my sense of fashion."

Taking the fancy one-sleeved top into her hands Alora smiled lovingly. "You dress very cutely and I like your sense of fashion, that's about it. I don't really have a fashion style, you know? Especially because I usually wear hospital clothes and I need flashy clothes maybe once a year."

Cécilia put her hands on her lips, grinning from ear to ear. "You're friends with me now, so you will have a lot of fashion journeys from now on!" she paused, looking around. "Sorry, but I really have to pee...where's your bathroom? You could put on your outfit in the meantime!"

Alora pointed outside her room. "The first room next to the stairs!" Cécilia thanked her and disappeared quickly. The night fairy looked at herself in the mirror and gasped lightly. I can practice for school with that! Alora started with a knowing spell of hers, she used it whenever she had to go to work in the hospital: holding the new outfit in front of her chest and holding the other arm out straight so the old outfit could "travel" from her body to the open arm. In her mind Alora arranged the outfit visually – the top goes off, into the free arm, same with the pants. Then the new top is going on the torso and the jeans on her legs.