Winx Club Stella & Brandon: Young Love
Summary: This story contains Stella's explosive idea, Prince Charming, the divorce, which is everything from Season 1. Stella had done an explosive idea, she meets her new Prince Charming, and she deals with her parents' divorce. If Season 1 was more focused on Stella, this would be probably Season 1 of Stella's life.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Winx Club.
Characters: Stella, Brandon, Winx Club, the Specialists, Trix, Alfea Staff, Red Fountain Staff, pixies, minor fairies, and OCs.
Chapter 1: What Started the Story?
Stella's eyes flickered open from the light that went through Stella's orange satin curtains. Today is a week from freshman year to end. Every single fairy would say that they can't wait for next year, but Stella didn't have the spirit to say so. What made her very depressed? The answer was her parent's divorce.
They kept on fighting, but Stella had no idea why. She wondered that what started the problem was the throne. Queen Luna would probably argue that King Radius always took his time on the throne and he never let Queen Luna to take care of it for a single minute. Stella also wondered that she saw this horrible disgusting lady flirting with King Radius.
Not even an exciting event would cheer up Stella. On the last day of school, there would be a ball for every Alfea fairy to attend. Witches and Specialists would also join. But Stella wasn't happy. Stella was also single, but that was the least important of her problems.
A knock appeared on her door, and that was her next door roommate, Francis, the Fairy of Laughter. Stella didn't responded, but Francis opened the door anyways. Her hair was short, and it was brown with a few white spots on it.
"Stella," she spoke. "You have to get up. We have a project to do and you can't stay in bed all night long. Come on, get up."
"Later," Stella whispered. Francis rolled her eyes and walked to Stella's bed. She sat on her bed and then looked at Stella who covered herself with the blanket.
"Look, I know how you feel. Your parents are going to separate, and that feels very painful," Francis said. "A few of my other friends had deaths in their lives, and that's worse. At least you get to see your mother, because she'll always be there for you."
Stella then got up. "Francis, she's always busy with paper work. My dad keeps on saying he does all the work, when he only rules and nothing else. Maybe that's why my mom wanted to start a divorce; she was too tired of doing all the work."
"People always feel used, but your dad isn't using your mom. Even though you don't have a poor family, the mothers always does the work. Maybe your dad wants the family to feel like a poor family."
"Daddy would never such do a thing," Stella whispered.
Francis sighed again. "Come on, we have ten minutes left, leaving you less time for your shower, planning the outfit, make up . . ."
"You're right!" Stella says, jumping out of the bed. "I'll be there in a bit! Thanks Francis, go to class before you might get tardy!" Stella quickly heads to the shower while Francis snapped her fingers to fix Stella's bed. She leaves the room while muttering.
"Good luck, Stella. I know this will be a horrible day for you."
It took five minutes for Stella to take a shower, leaving five more minutes for her to finish her clothes and make up. Stella then went to her closet and got out her orange skirt and her green top. She used a spell to place them on, and got her pink headband from her mirror table. She got her green sandals and placed them on. She got her bag, and then ran outside to the class.
"Is Amaryl here?" Professor DuFour says while walking around the class.
Amaryl raises her hand. "Present."
"Francis, Fairy of Laughter?" DuFour says while looking at her class. Francis raises her hand. She notices that DuFour was looking at Stella's empty desk. "Where's Stella, she's been absent since last week. If she keeps on doing this, she may be—"
A sudden slam from the door appeared, and the fairies looked at the door to see Stella with her hair messy, and she was carrying her books. Stella felt very embarrassed with her friends looking at Stella awkwardly.
"I'm here!" Stella says while walking to her desk. She places her books on her desk.
"Ms. Solaria, I always have to warn you this, but you are always tardy, leaving us having less time to do our activities. Sit down and I have to continue on with our attendance," DuFour says while going to the front of the class.
"I'm sorry Professor DF, but I've been having problems lately. I won't—"
"Luna?" DuFour continues, while ignoring Stella's words. After the attendance, DuFour was explaining about the objective. All fairies were going to create a potion that allowed them to have stronger powers. Stella barley listened; she was too busy looking out the window, seeing the sun. "Remember girls, the color of the potion must be ogre skin. It has to be a nasty, slimy green color. If it becomes a light color, destruction will occur."
Fairies were trying out the steps, while DuFour was checking on her students. She then checked on Stella, who was just working, but working on it with less effort. DuFour then snaps her fingers in front of Stella's face, and she then works with more effort.
"Is everybody finished with the second to the last step?" she asks. Everybody nods and she goes in front of the class. "One of the students will create the color, and I will pick. Stella of Solaria comes up, please." Stella's head lifts up, and she looks at the container holding the potion.
"I have to make it a disgusting color?" Stella asks. DuFour nods. Stella wasn't paying attention, since she was too depressed about her parent's divorce. She shook, and many students were looking at her. She saw a pink liquid, and she thought about turning the color to pink. "What about pink?"
DuFour's eyes widened so as other students. "Wait, Stella—"
Stella poured the liquid into the potion, a huge explosive occurred, and every fairy fainted. The room exploded, but hundreds of other rooms had collapsed. When the explosion left, Stella was in front of the class, with her face gray and dirty. Fairies were fainted or carried away. DuFour had a shield, protecting some of her students. She then faced Stella, and she was angry red.
"Stella!" She shouted. "You are going to be expelled!"
"Faragonda, it was a mistake! I know she didn't mean it," King Radius says in the half alive office of Headmistress Faragonda.
Half of the room was alive, while the other half was destroyed. King Radius was sitting on a chair while Faragonda was sitting on her chair. He was looking at the destroyed school which was like this for the whole weekend.
"She had destroyed half of the school, and she had created other mistakes. This is her fifth time creating another mistake, and we will not accept her anymore." She says firmly.
"Please, I will pay for the ruins. Just let Stella stay!" he begs.
"Fine, but you have to pay for the whole destruction. But we won't let her graduate," Faragonda says.
"What?" King Radius says. "What do you mean?"
"She will have to repeat first year again, in order for her to stay at Alfea. If you don't want her to repeat, you could go to BETA," Faragonda says. King Radius nodded.
"Alright, Stella will not graduate, and I will pay for the ruins tomorrow," King Radius says.
Faragonda nodded and stood up. She wiped the dust off of her outfit.
"We were supposed to do a ball for graduation, but since everything is destroyed, the planned event is canceled," she says. King Radius felt very bad.
"The ball will be at the Solarian palace," he says. "I'm really sorry."
"Don't be sorry. Thank you very much, and have a fine day," she says while getting a book from her book shelf.
Stella was in her room. Tomorrow, her parents would be separated. She was looking at her TV, while writing some notes. She then changed the channel to the news channel.
"Three days ago, Princess Stella of Solaria had destroyed half of the school, Alfea. She was supposed to be expelled, but with the help of King Radius, she could stay, but she would have to repeat freshman year once again," a news reporter said. "Let's go ask Stella to see why she had done it."
The channel changed, and there was a man with a microphone. "Princess Stella, why exactly had you destroyed half of the school?" Stella looked at herself; she was depressed, scared, and embarrassed.
"I'm not going to tell any of you!" Stella randomly shouted. "Why do you have to be so nosy?"
"I did it because a serious problem is in my life. I was too depressed, that I had done a mistake. I'm not a good person, I should leave and never come back to this life ever again," Stella whispered. Stella then wrote something on her notebook.
My life is ruined. I can't continue on with my friends to the second year. Everybody hates me, and they think I'm some stupid person. I don't want anyone to think of that to me. My parents are going to be separated. I'm going to leave this life, and I will not come back. I hope nobody will notice me . . .
Stella
Stella then gets her scepter, and leaves. She whispers goodbye, and light was left in her room.
Sorry for a little boring chapter, but this is how the story goes. So, let's do a recap. Stella changed the shade to pink because she was distracted from her parent's divorce. I think that's why Stella did it. They didn't show it in the show, but it doesn't matter, it's still a good way. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will be better! Well, kind of.