Hi, I'm Bloom Peters nee Domino, co leader of the Winx Club those famed fairies. My friends are Stella, Flora, Tecna, Musa, Aisha and Frieda. We make up the Winx Club. My best Earth friends are Andy Handler and his older sister Eva-marie Handler. I...
"Well, well, sorry that you two had to get in trouble." Stella spoke.
"You shouldn't be Professor Cordatorta was right that was the work of a poor decision maker standing up to friends is loads harder than to your most powerful adversaries." I corrected her.
"I don't know what you mean by that, Bloom." Brandon admitted surprised I disagreed with a happy go lucky fairy like Stella on occasion. Man, Brandon was glad Stella didn't have a clue about his real identity. Brandon never had a girl talk back to him before as I was doing to him that much was clear.
"Then let me spell it out to the letter T for your dimwitted minuscule brain of yours." I reprimand him. "All three of your fellow classmates told you those weapons weren't toys to be played with yet and you still decided to meddle with more than one of them. That's being petty and in-sorbent, Brandon. That's not being a loyal or trustworthy reliable friend and it doesn't make a great or honorable soldier either. Weigh how much you value other people's lives, Brandon. You may be able to stake your life with the risks that come from your choices, but what about your team? If you destroy this one you nay never have a chance to find just as good friends, you've been together a year already don't shatter your bond this year because of poor choices. You might make it, Brandon, but others will not when you lead so recklessly without thought of what your actions impact."
Stella's eyes went wide. Her new Earth girl friend had some major punches of wisdom to deliver.
"Where did you learn to talk like that?" asked Stella to me. "Bloom, tell me."
"Debate seminars in high school. My history classes held debate competitions annually ever year. It's the one time of year students have a right to be mad at something and it's a great way to practice public speeches." I sighed.
"You miss your home, don't you Bloom?" asked Stella. "You'll see them sooner than you think, my dear."
"I don't actually want to see them, if I see them, Stella, I'll just cry and you girls won't be able to appease me. I'd just be homesick and miserable as well as alone." I stated. "I know school will come to an end at some point and they'll rejoice when they get to see me, Stella. Let me yearn for that kind of day, okay, my dearest friend, please."
"All right, if you insist, I know it's useless to convince your stubborn mind otherwise." said Stella agreeing, and bright lights flashed on.
"Boys armor up, and get ready for things to get real hot up in here!" I exclaimed.
"I'm ready, Bloom. I'd love to have some real fun." said Riven smirking.
"Sure you wanna be so cocky, Riven, I saved your life once already, you owe me a lot young man."
"So, no one here's to help me pay the debt, I've been on my own for years, Bloom."
"Does that mean you're an?" I gasped. Riven gave me a cold cut glare as Brandon stared him down. Riven nodded and grabbed me by the arm pulled me into the shadows whispering ears. "Don't say another word, Bloom. I'll tell you later and thanks for saving me from that ogre. Shall we dance, sweetheart?"
"We shall!" I answered smiling. "Bloom, Magic Winx!"
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