Welcome to The Girl with a story.
Just to be clear, I do not own Winx Club, only the plot is mine. Thank you for choosing this story and I hope you enjoy.
This story contains mature themes and context.
A normal lunch break went about at Magix High School. Normal would describe a segregated and superficial canteen system where Cliques and clubs marked their territory. In the real world, the tables didn't have labels but in High School, there were always permanent labels on everyone. Like how Factions work in the first instalment of the Divergent series. People grouped into ones who act and look like them.
There were the Geeks. Ones who would play games on their phones continuously as they walk through the halls. Resulting in all of them wearing glasses just labelling them even more. Though all of them fit in the Robotics club. The club that needs people like them. Very, knowledgeable of programming, hacking, Inventing and other technical stuff. Sometimes when they run out of batteries and power banks, they play chess. Some even invent kinds of gadgets and devices to keep them busy. They usually are the smartest people around with all the data and information they collect. They enter competitions like Math Brawls, International Science fairs and more.
Just by the side are the Musicians and Dancers. Students who are all musically and physically inclined. They're the ones who have headphones on at all times and energizes the hallways because of their moves. Everyone at the group are members of the school chorale and the dance troupe. The kind of people the school approaches when some activities needs some 'audio support' or entertainment. Those who have guitars strapped to their backs. Their bags filled speakers and music sheets. Ones who would entertain and carry a boombox everywhere they go.
On the opposite side are the unpopular side of the jocks and cheerleaders. The ones who give of some sort of spoiled rich kid vibe. They stood out as the kind yet quick tempered group, yet not all of them are. They're usually up to more of their antics at the field where after school practices happen. They also have a few great athletes the school is so proud of. Taking home championships and awards for the school's reputation. They're also labelled as the fashionistas of the student body. The more fashionable ones who have money to spend on designer clothes and are disgusted at anything less.
Next to their bubbly table were the Actors. The aspiring Hollywood celebrities. The kind of people who just star in every play the school has to offer. The students who adapted vocabulary like Shakespeare's with the 'thee's ,'thou's and 'art's. Ones who memorize their lines by heart and hold scripts by their side. They are the face of the school theater. Where all school plays take place.
By their side was a group like them. Probably some kind of sister company. Ones who loved art and colors. Students who had colorful minds and some with matching hair. Students who love to paint and express themselves visually. They have the best creativity in all the other groups. So much creativity that most of the students in this clique take part in a huge role in school plays. They usually take charge of scripts. Rewriting them, proofreading them and more. They also help with props whenever needed. Some also are poets and journalists and part of the school paper.
There's also a group described as the pranksters. They're more retro in a sense. They like the old times and dress like them. More 90's even though most of them were never really born in the decade. With mismatching colors and hair, they're kind of the crazy group. They love pranks and are probably the funniest people around the school. Sometimes they even get paid to prank other students like them. Ironically, their known to rest by April first as they trademark to prank every single day.
Another group were the goths. The ones who are expected to be in a midlife crisis for the rest of their life wearing black, black and black. With all of their things to match. Those who colored their hair to decrease the dreary image they portray. Those who have black nails and are addicted to disgusting movies and stories. Despite the poor choice of color, the goths are surprisingly very fashionable. With the lace, chains and corsets.
The school tolerates this system as eighty-five percent of the student follow this corrupt status. Of course the school promotes all diversity but not segregating them.
And the other fifteen percent? They were outcasts of the civilised groups above them. They were other small groups in the student body. Some really unsorted to be put a label on. Maybe some, to be sorted. People who looked like peasants to all the other superior students in their own clubs. Those who disagreed on putting a label across their table and names like 'Geeks', 'Musicians and Dancers', 'Jocks', 'Actors', 'Artists', 'Goths' or 'Pranksters'. They stand with their uniqueness and mingle with other people. People not like them.
"Look at the Goths. I just don't understand how they get so much black lipstick. Yesterday, I went to the mall to buy this specific shade of black lipstick and they were all out. The lady said someone wearing all black bought all the black lipsticks just 2 days ago." Krystal Thorne complained as Musa, Stella and Brandon turned their head in the same direction Krystal was facing. They faced the table to the far right where the students wore black and had different piercings all over.
And to all that segregation. In the middle were the Winx and the Specialists. A group of unsorted students all true to their individuality. A group of students who cancel out the segregation around them because of their presence. They're just like a group of unlabelled students which all the other groups adore and look up to. Why? Because everyone there is the best at what they do.
The Geeks have Techna Zenith and Timmy Quantum to represent. Geniuses who love Robotics and Technology who act like the Google of the group. Then are the Musicians like Musa Melody and Dancers like Layla Tides. They give the best entertainment when the school needed them. And the jocks and cheerleaders have Stella Solaria, Krystal Thorne, Sky Eraklyon and Brandon Downland. They're the popular side of the jocks. They add physical edge to the group of the Specialists and the Winx. Nabu Andros, a very versatile actor represents the acting group. He holds a school record of most casted lead roles in the school's 48 years of plays. Then there was Bloom Domino and Helia Knightley, both very talented artists and writers. Both part of the school paper. Then, the last member was Riven Apollo who's a really good prankster and is clever at making jokes and an expert at making one laugh.
"I do think that color looks best on them." Musa joked clearly under the influence of her boyfriend, Riven.
"Ugh!" Thorne stomped her 5 inch wedge on the cafeteria floor.
The short tempered girl was always the center of attention, at least she wished. She wanted all eyes on her. Especially a specific boy's.
"Why are you shopping for black lipstick anyway?" Stella asked Krystal who was next to her as the laughter from Musa's joke died down. "Black is totally not your color."
"Because of the school's halloween dance. I need to find my shade of black lipstick so I could figure out what jewellery I should wear." Krystal explained.
"The halloween ball is 2 weeks from now. I'm sure you have enough time." Bloom comforted their friend.
"I really need to find the perfect shade this week. I need to impress Helia this last year." She smiled and looked to the other side of the table where Helia was talking with Layla and Riven.
It was no secret that Krystal Thorne was the worst person in their group. Probably in the whole school as well. She was so stuck up and spoiled that everything has to go her way. Everyone knows about her huge crush on Helia Knightley but her attitude was always in the way. People also think she only likes him because she's the only person in the Winx without a Specialist for a boyfriend, and same goes to Helia but he doesn't really mind.
"So have you heard the rumors?" Layla asked Helia who was right in front of him at the lunch table.
"Rumours of what? You know I don't believe in those gossips around the school." Helia kept his face down, showing how disinterested he is on those topics.
"Oh, you'll want to believe the rumor Layla's talking about." Riven chuckled and gave Helia a pat on the back before sitting next to him.
"Please do share." Helia looked up and encouraged.
Though, really who could resist the student body vice president who also happens to be passionate poet and a journalist who writes for the school paper? Not to mention he's top writer. Even the Lesbians have a crush on him. He was always known as the quiet one from the group, a total opposite to Krystal. Helia also happens to be a pacifist and sometimes an introvert. Though he seems unique enough, he's also very true to what he does as a student and as a writer. Another reason why the student body loves him even more.
"People have been saying that Leonard Rhodes of Northern times will be looking for interns here." Layla waited for Helia to look up, and he did with his eyes wide open.
"The Leonard Rhodes?" He asked for confirmation.
"That's what I've been hearing from Stella and Krystal. They said he'll be looking for aspiring writers for his internship this summer."
"It would be a miracle if that were true." He doubted the chances.
Back to the real world where popularity and admiration are rare. Where the lights are dim unlike the spotlight in the center. A small group of three were sitting not too far from the musicians. There sat a girl with purple hair and yellow tips named Roxy Tir-Nan-Og. Roxy is known to be part of the artists, she helps a lot with costume designing. Next to her was Karel Summers an actor. A runner up next to Nabu in theater. Lastly is Flora Lynphea. The girl with a story. A very complicated story. She has no clique, she does get compliments on her cooking and baking but she was known as the girl without a family.
"I'm so sick of Krystal being such a bitch." Karel said before taking a bite of his burger. "We have to do something about her. Especially this last year." His words were muffled into the burger he was chewing.
"What did she do now?" Roxy asked.
"She took my parking slot. Again. That's the third time this week." Karel answered in frustration. All he ever did in his life outside acting besides having fun with his friends is hate on Krystal Thorne.
"But It's Wednesday." Flora joined in the conversation after processing Karel's previous words.
"Exactly!" He shouts with a dramatic effect.
"Just because I'm next to Helia's parking slot doesn't mean she gets to steal the parking slot my parents paid for." He continued to satisfy himself.
"I don't think you should be speaking so loud, K." Roxy advised.
"I don't care. That bitch deserves shit." He continued with a higher volume.
"Shh..." Flora tried to calm down the blue haired friend.
This was everyday. All the students segregated and categorised into groups. All the students admiring the Winx and Specialists. Some also hating on them for the imbalance they've created. Some complaining for this segregation. And that was them. Flora, Karel and Roxy were against all the forming cliques. That having pressure to join the geeks when you're good at math is not acceptable. They believe diversity makes the best environment. That exposure and experience are the best teachers.
"Like remember last month? When I had rehearsals with Nabu on the musical." The blue haired male started.
"Krystal was there because Helia was checking in. She was following him around, singing Hamilton just to impress him. Oh, Give me a break!" He exclaimed dramatically.
"K, just take a breath. Only 6 months to go." The caramel haired girl advised.
"She was like 'Helpless!'. Bitch me too. Stop." He sung.
Welcome to my long author's note.
Hi! Welcome again. Hope you guys had a fun time reading.
I hope to receive feedback on every chapter. And unlike my first story: Midnight (you should read it [shameless self promotion HAHAHAHA]), I will be replying to each and every one of your reviews, whether it concerns the story, my updating or anything else. Though I ask that you put specific questions so that I will be able to understand your point of view.
About my first story, I really tried to make this different. Like in my first drafts, they were juniors but It had an interference with the plot. I know it's kind of similar to my first book which I haven't update yet but I promise to make it more and more interesting as we go.
I would also like to mention that this is already an update on the first chapter. I just didn't feel the excitement during the first version so I wanted to change it. Also, me updating is like a refresh since the second is up.
By the way, i'm naming all the chapters of this story song titles from an album. Lauv's i met you when i was 18 album. I do not intend any copyright infringement but I do advise that you guys listen to that album most accordingly to the chapters your reading. The song lyrics don't usually match the chapter but the titles are pretty accurate.
THANK YOU AGAIN FOR READING!
