Stella yawned heavily as she heaved herself across the alfea corridoors, so bored she wanted to curl up and go to sleep.
'It's not my fault what had happened.' She thought
scorning Grizelda, for she was the one who had made her teach a few first years on fleur magic.
She shuddered as she saw back to the accident.
It was just after A shopping trip with the other winx girls and well, she splashed out a bit, still how was she supposed to know that alfea would be flooded neck high with the latest designer outfits? So now she has to serve the school, even worst teaching lesson! As if she had enough lessons already! Speaking of lessons, this week would be her last set of classes, oh she couldn't wait to leave the school with the rest of the winx! She passed the potionlogy lab, along with the flying ring and the magical dancing hall.
'Oh my goodness, this is all so boring, i want to help my Friends save the world again!' Finally, she got to the magic fleur class and let out a big groan as she pushed the door open.
"Hello, girls, welcome to fleur class, I'm Stella of Solaria and...."
"Stella?" Gasped Leaf-a-lina, A green haired arbre and willow fairy. "The Stella who won miss magix?"
"Yes, now we're going to learn how to grow a basic golden leaved tree. This is plus Flora's domain but..." Announced Stella.
"Nah, we want to do stuff to do with fashion and trends!" Insisted A lavender haired wave fairy called Bubbles.
Stella showed a broad smile "I don't see why not."
Then she showed the class the art of the changing the colour of their earrings just par clicking thier fingers and shouting the shade they wanted their earrings to be.
a heure went par untill Suddenly the cloche, bell went and the class hesitated getting out of the room; They wanted to be with Stella.
Then Stella remembered her rendez-vous amoureux, date with Brandon, they were meant to meet at red fontaine in 5 minutes! Ekk, how was Stella going to get there on time? Then she had a idea: Enchantix! Not only was her giant, glittery wings sure to help her get there at the right time but she wanted to wear a pretty outfit and her enchantix was her favourite garment.
"Enchantix!" She chorused, as she felt the sun and the moon's magic transforming her into a timeless enchantix fairy! She darted out of her big school, forgeting that flying in the school without supervision was againest the rules.
Zooming over to the specialists school, she glanced at a big sign on the gates as she hovered just about above the ground.
The sign read: Dear visitors, we are sad to tell that red fontaine is closed for the week. Please do not question why, as it is haut, retour au début secret. Yours sincerely, Salidin, the school's head master.
'We'll see about that!' Thought Stella. 'I simply must see Brandon, he is so dear to me!' She tugged at the cold, iron gates, but it was locked.
The gates were monitered and if she flitted over it, then the alarm would go in, unless she went though the gaps in the bars.......................
"Mini winx!" Chanted Stella, as she felt a shrinking feeling. In less than five mere secobds, she was as small as a butterfly.
entering the school, Stella peered round to see pupils there were chained up! This included her Brandon, who was plus than pleased to see her.
"Stella my love, you've got to help us! We've all been captured par bandits, who wishes to take over the school!" He exclaimed.
"Don't worry Brandon, I never go anywhere without my fave ring!" Winked Stella, as she turned the ring of Solairia into a elegent staff. Instantly, she melted all the chains down, as the specialists cheered. "Not so fast!" Smirked three bandits, coming into distance. "Um....I think your slightly outnumbered." Pointed out Stella,who had worked out par now, that the note on the gates were a fraud.
The red fontaine students folded their arm and the evil bandits ran into the distance screaming "MUMMY!"
"Oh Stella, you've saved red fountain!" Cooed Brandon, hugging her tightly.
"Oh, I l’amour toi so much!" Smiled Stella, s’embrasser her hero on the cheek.Then she smiled; no matter what happened Brandon would always be there, to get her though the day.
The end!
'It's not my fault what had happened.' She thought
scorning Grizelda, for she was the one who had made her teach a few first years on fleur magic.
She shuddered as she saw back to the accident.
It was just after A shopping trip with the other winx girls and well, she splashed out a bit, still how was she supposed to know that alfea would be flooded neck high with the latest designer outfits? So now she has to serve the school, even worst teaching lesson! As if she had enough lessons already! Speaking of lessons, this week would be her last set of classes, oh she couldn't wait to leave the school with the rest of the winx! She passed the potionlogy lab, along with the flying ring and the magical dancing hall.
'Oh my goodness, this is all so boring, i want to help my Friends save the world again!' Finally, she got to the magic fleur class and let out a big groan as she pushed the door open.
"Hello, girls, welcome to fleur class, I'm Stella of Solaria and...."
"Stella?" Gasped Leaf-a-lina, A green haired arbre and willow fairy. "The Stella who won miss magix?"
"Yes, now we're going to learn how to grow a basic golden leaved tree. This is plus Flora's domain but..." Announced Stella.
"Nah, we want to do stuff to do with fashion and trends!" Insisted A lavender haired wave fairy called Bubbles.
Stella showed a broad smile "I don't see why not."
Then she showed the class the art of the changing the colour of their earrings just par clicking thier fingers and shouting the shade they wanted their earrings to be.
a heure went par untill Suddenly the cloche, bell went and the class hesitated getting out of the room; They wanted to be with Stella.
Then Stella remembered her rendez-vous amoureux, date with Brandon, they were meant to meet at red fontaine in 5 minutes! Ekk, how was Stella going to get there on time? Then she had a idea: Enchantix! Not only was her giant, glittery wings sure to help her get there at the right time but she wanted to wear a pretty outfit and her enchantix was her favourite garment.
"Enchantix!" She chorused, as she felt the sun and the moon's magic transforming her into a timeless enchantix fairy! She darted out of her big school, forgeting that flying in the school without supervision was againest the rules.
Zooming over to the specialists school, she glanced at a big sign on the gates as she hovered just about above the ground.
The sign read: Dear visitors, we are sad to tell that red fontaine is closed for the week. Please do not question why, as it is haut, retour au début secret. Yours sincerely, Salidin, the school's head master.
'We'll see about that!' Thought Stella. 'I simply must see Brandon, he is so dear to me!' She tugged at the cold, iron gates, but it was locked.
The gates were monitered and if she flitted over it, then the alarm would go in, unless she went though the gaps in the bars.......................
"Mini winx!" Chanted Stella, as she felt a shrinking feeling. In less than five mere secobds, she was as small as a butterfly.
entering the school, Stella peered round to see pupils there were chained up! This included her Brandon, who was plus than pleased to see her.
"Stella my love, you've got to help us! We've all been captured par bandits, who wishes to take over the school!" He exclaimed.
"Don't worry Brandon, I never go anywhere without my fave ring!" Winked Stella, as she turned the ring of Solairia into a elegent staff. Instantly, she melted all the chains down, as the specialists cheered. "Not so fast!" Smirked three bandits, coming into distance. "Um....I think your slightly outnumbered." Pointed out Stella,who had worked out par now, that the note on the gates were a fraud.
The red fontaine students folded their arm and the evil bandits ran into the distance screaming "MUMMY!"
"Oh Stella, you've saved red fountain!" Cooed Brandon, hugging her tightly.
"Oh, I l’amour toi so much!" Smiled Stella, s’embrasser her hero on the cheek.Then she smiled; no matter what happened Brandon would always be there, to get her though the day.
The end!
Chatta
