Hi hi~

Just trying out this story. Had it in my head for a while; couldn't resist. I currently have about five or six stories in progress, so unless I get REALLY good reviews, I won't be updating too regularly.

DISCLAIMER FOR WHOLE STORY: If I owned Winx Club, "RivenxMusa Fluff" would actually be present in the show, 4kids would be allowed to keep the rights, and season 5 would be airing already.

The date was August 21st, exactly a week before our high school career would start. My friends and I had decided we would spend these precious hours at Magix, possibly the most extensive shopping center in the entire world.

My friends at the time, Stella and Flora, had been there for me since elementary school. Stella Solaria was a spunky, loud blonde. Flora Linphea was a kind, quiet tanned brunette. The two could be as different as day and night, but got along quite well.

"Who is ready to do some major back-to-school shopping!" Stella squealed.

Flora protested, "I don't have that much money, Stel…"

"Then Bloom will lend you hers! Right, Darling?"

That's me. Bloom Domino, fourteen years old, freshman at Alfea High in Gardenia, California. My favorite things are apples, muffins, apple muffins, my bunny Kiko, and Sky Eraklyon. (hee)

Then again, this story isn't about me at all. So why am I telling you this? I'm just the narrator; the one who stood on the sidelines and watch it all fall into place.

This story is about Musa.

"Hello? Earth to Bloom! Bloomy, are you in there?" Stella called, waving her hand in my face.

"Yes, I'm here," I snapped, grabbing her hand. "And sorry, Flora, I'm not buying you crap."

"I figured as much," Flora answered with a shrug.

"Stella! Bloom, Flora!" a lower voice called out. I turned. Brandon Eraklyon, cousin of Sky Eraklyon. Stella's constantly on-and-off boyfriend (due to jealousy issues and other concerns). With him was Sky, subject of almost every girl's affections.

"Brandon!" Stella yelled, jumping into his arms and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Brandon laughed a bit nervously at the public show of affection, but kept that goofy smile on his face.

"You girls excited for our first year at Alfea?" Sky asked.

I blushed, "Uh, ah, yeah…"

Flora giggled. "Even more so that she gets to spend it with you, Sky."

I blushed and slapped her on the arm. She laughed and pulled me away. "Stella," she called, "We're going to Frutti Music Bar for smoothies; feel free to join us as soon as you and Mister Eraklyon are finished."

Stella blushed angrily and jumped down to join us. She started whispering curses at Flora, who just giggled in response, playing the innocent card. My phone rang just then. Despite Stella's protests, I picked it up.

"Hey, Mom," I answered.

"Miss Domino!" she yelled over the line, "Get home right now! Have you forgotten what day it is?"

"Um…Oh my god!" I yelled, remembering. Today was the day that Musa Melody, transfer student from Roseville, England was coming. To stay at my house. Oops. "!" I said quickly. "Oh, shoot shot shit," I swore, turning to Stella and the others. "I gotta go and meet the transfer student. See you guys in class!"

When I got home, I saw the girl sitting on my couch, looking quite frankly nervous out of her mind. I sat down next to her and smiled. "I'm Bloom Domino. Sorry I got here late, I just—"

"Oh, no, it's no problem at all," she answered with a smile. My eyes widened.

"You…don't have a British accent?" I said slowly.

The girl shook her head, "I only moved to England when I was seven. Once you've learned the American way to say things it's hard to permanently switch to British. I do have one heck of a good fake British accent, though! I'm Musa, by the way. Musa Melody."

"I know," I answered. "Loving the alliteration, by the way."

"I didn't choose it. About me;" she continued, "Blue is my natural hair color, music is my life, videogames are my other life, my favorite color is red and I hate water. Like, as in, I can't swim."

"Okay, I can't sing worth crap, my favorite color is blue and I hate Mitzi Crew."

Musa laughed a bit. "So, why don't you tell me about…something?"

"Well, you're sitting on a couch," I pointed, "And that's a chair, a table, a wall, and that, that right there is a staircase."

"Where does it lead, smartass?" Musa asked sarcastically.

"The bedroom that we share," I answered. "My sister Daphne is up there, too. She's the good kind of older sister, so don't worry. She's leaving for college in a few days anyways."

"What school?"

"Cal," I answered. Musa gave me a confused look. "Oh, here in the Bay Area we generally call it Cal. It's UC Berkley."

I live in 'Cisco, I tell my East Coast friends that my friend Ashley is going to Cal, they look at me like I'm crazy XD.

Musa's jaw dropped. "Wow!"

"I know!" I said proudly.

Musa and I bonded over that week (especially since my mom wouldn't let me go out with the gang). I learned more about Musa; her mother Matlin was deceased, and her father Ho-Boe was very strict on her. She was addicted to P!nk, and couldn't stand Taylor Swift for some reason. She had an interest in music from Japan and Korea, she called them J-Pop and K-Pop, and insisted on showing me songs from her iPhone.

Musa learned more about me and my life; my parents were Vanessa and Mike, I listened to any type of pop music (including Taylor Swift) and had no idea what on Earth "Vocaloid" or "Girls' Generation" was.

We talked about my friends. Stella had frequent mistakes in school getting her in trouble, sometimes pulling Flora or me down with her. She was head-over-heels for Brandon, and by the way I talked about Sky, Musa was able to deduce that I was head-over-heels for him. Flora kept out of sight from boys, and never seemed interested in getting a boyfriend. Musa seemed especially intrigued at this news, and by the look on her face, I could tell she was just waiting for a guy to come along that she could play matchmaker for with my friend.

I introduced her to Daphne. Or rather, Daphne snuck up on a little lost Musa and scared her shitless. Potato, patato.

I told her about Mitzi, Darma, and Sally, the popular mean girls, and Icy, Darcy, and Stormy, the mean girls who were only popular out of meanness.

"I was never popular in England," Musa told me, "Everyone made fun of me for my accent and for being 'American'."

"What's weird is that people in America worship people with British accents," I pointed out.

Musa threw her hands up, "I know! Why can't it work both ways?"

Then came the terrifying first day of school, when Musa met Riven...and everything changed.

Gyaaa, the suspense! I'll update when I can, for now, here's my usual Question of The Chapter!

Who here actually know what Vocaloid (and/or Hatsune Miku) and SNSD are?

Dude, that button there is telling you to review. You should do it, don't wanna make it angry.

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