The Last Normal Years

Why Alfea? What's The Purpose of It?

"'Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today.'"-Benjamin Franklin

After all my first fairy classes were over, I kept trying to change my hair color with helpful advice from Stella. We were in mine and Flora's shared dorm room.

"Chillax, Bloom, it is just the first day of our classes, you don't have to overwork yourself about a simple little spell exercise." said Stella sitting down on bed. I frowned at her and responded. "Let's try again, okay?" This was pretty much the hundredth time in the last hour that we were hanging out with each other.  I am sure Stella was counting how much I kept begging her to help me.

The class bell dismissed the last classes of the day as it rang, Flora walked into our room and went straight to watering her plants right away.

"All right, one last time, and that is it. School's just beginning if you don't get it today, it's not the end of the world!" exclaimed Stella huffing almost like she had knocked breathless again by another witch.

"Where I come from, there's saying: "'Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today.'" I quoted Benjamin Franklin of the United States. Stella frowned and heaves a sigh responded. "Where I come from, we have no such expression and are all much more relaxed."

"I thought you Solaria was in turmoil because of your parents divorcing or was that a pathetic cheap lie of yours Stella?" inquires Flora.

"Outside palace walls utter turmoil, I wouldn't know who to trust within palace walls it's never in turmoil."

"I never know what you're going to say practice making yourself more clear Stella, if you want Tecna speak English speak more clearly yourself first, Stella!" Flora slapped her on the left cheek. "Now, help Bloom like she asked and stop delaying and complaining about this.  I don't want to be kept up all night listening to you agrue about practicing your magic spells, is  that clear, Children?!"

"Yes, Mom." Stella answered sarcastically.

"Fine." I answered more firmly and considerately to Flora. "Just one more time, Stella."

"Ugh... All right, but remember, concentrate!" Stella began to teach me or to try at least to teach me. "Think of a color, and imagine your hair starting to change. New color slowly spreading from the roots to the tip of your hair locks..."

My bangs rose up from my forehead. She groaned. "Great! See what I end up with?!"

"Bloom, you're not paying attention! You're not concentrating enough!" Stella yells loudly at me scolding me furiously.

"Well, at least something happened and that's progress." spoke Flora gently as Stella went into a huge laughter fit at me. "Oh, stop laughing, Stella. Even Tecna knew that was not polite to laugh at someone."

"Why should she stop laughing?" I asked. "Look at this! I look ridiculous!"

"That's so not true."'declared Flora. "You just need loads more practice, Bloom. You'll spread your wings very soon, I believe in you."

"You know, I never ever had such a rough day." I comment to them.

Stella stopped laughing and suddenly remarked. "The first day's always like that!"

"Was yours like that?" asked Flora fed up with Stella pretending to know everything and covering up truth of reality by lying.

"No comment." retorts Stella.

"ENOUGH! Like Flora said to both us just a few moments ago I couldn't stand if you kept me up all night arguing either." I interjected.

"What's all the commotion going on in here?"
asked Musa.

"You three are so loud, Musa can't hear her guitar strings even through her headphones." said Tecna. They both entered our rooms.

"Perfect, can I ask you girls all something? Do you know why you are all here at Alfea? What's your purpose for going to this school?" I questioned them all at once. That was the end of August 23, 2004.

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