Author's notes: Sorry if you don't like me writing romances between Flora and Helia the whole time, but I have about a million floating around my head, and I love getting them down on paper and seeing what you guys think.
Summary: Its the fall dance, but Flora isn't going. She wants to, but she doesn't want a feeling of loneliness to overcome her while the slow dancing is on. But then Helia comes into her life.
Another author's note: I suck at summeries.
Disclaimer: Yes, my name is Igno Staraffi and I am Italian. No, I'm not, and I don't own Winx Club, what do you think?
Lonely Roses and Falling Petals
"Flora dawling, zip me will you?" Stella signaled from her changing cubicle. Flora walked over and zipped up a sunny yellow mini-dress which puffed out over her hips and ended quite a way above her knee.
"So, have you tried on any dresses yet, I can give you constructive critisism if you want?" Stella asked Flora, Who looked remotely, but unbelievably interested in doing up the zip. "Well?" Stella tapped her foot.
"What? Oh, um, I'm not going to the dance, I'm just here to help you guys out..." Flora looked quite sad at the factt that she wouldn't get to take part in the party.
"WHAT!?" Stella was shocked. She had never heard such nonsense in her life. "I envy you in some ways Flora, you get to flirt with boys, but I've only got one guy!"
"Fl-Flirt?" It was Flora's turn to be shocked
"Yeah, like dancing close, or showing off a bit, or showing off a bit of leg..." Stella twirled and kicked her leg into a wire stand
"If I did that, people would probably mistake me for some kind of a stripper!" Flora yelled, a passing customer stared at her, Stella drew the cubicle curtain.
"I used to do it!" said Stella
"Exactly!"
Stella sighed. "Well, I give up," Stella walked out of the cubicle, leaving Flora looking down cast.