Hi, everyone. This is my very first story. I've been a fan of Winx Club for a long time, and thought I'd submit a story. Yes, this is a next generation story. However, not all of the children are the same age, and not all of the Winx Club members had girls. I'll try to make this story as interesting as possible. Now, enjoy the story!
Chapter 1.
"Thanks! Here's a 20," Parker Liu said, throwing a bag of Shyrs (1) into a taxicab. "Enjoy your day," the driver replied back half-heartedly when Parker slammed the door shut.
As the taxi sped off, Parker turned around, and made her way to the main building of Alfea. She had been so startled by the size of the building she had dazed off inside the cab, resulting in the driver yelling at her to get out.
Parker watched other fairies standing outside the gates, waiting to get in. She started to walk over to them, but first...
Parker pulled down the hem of her purple halter-top, and took out her small compact mirror. She then dabbed her lips with glossy pink lip-gloss. She smothered them together to smooth out the gloss. She checked herself over again in the mirror, making sure her pixie-cut black hair wasn't too messy, and that her mascara wasn't running from her tearful good-bye with her father. When she was satisfied, she began walking towards the gates.
Parker stopped and took her place at the end of the line. Then, she noticed that the girl in front of her seemed very… fidgety, for lack of better words. The girl was tapping her feet and kept glancing at her watch. After a few moments, the girl turned back and looked at Parker.
Parker was stunned for a moment. The girl was short for one, and didn't look old enough to attend Alfea. Not to mention her hair was a dark shade of magenta and pulled into a ponytail. Her violet eyes were also startling, and looked as though they could change from happy and delighted to deceitful and naughty in a second. Parker assumed the girl was going to say hello, but instead she only examined Parker as if she were some type of specimen in a science lab. "Um, do you need something?" Parker asked sounding a bit rude.
"Oh, sorry. It's just, you don't look like someone from any of the surrounding planets. Where're you from?" the girl asked.
"I'm from Earth," Parker replied. The girl looked at her with a questioning gaze.
"I didn't know there were magical beings on Earth."
"There aren't."
The girl continued to stare at her with a distrustful look. Parker had to say something before this girl accused her of anything.
"I inherited my magic from my mom, who was a fairy," she explained.
"Was?"
Okay, it's official – this girl asks too many questions.
"Well, I don't know if she's still alive or not."
"What, she's gone missing or something?"
"Or something." The girl opened her mouth as if to say something, but a sharp voice intervened. And just in time too.
"Next!" The girl glared at Parker for another second before turning to face the woman in front of her.
"Hey Ms. G! My ma told me to tell ya she says hi!" the girl exclaimed, the skeptical tone in her voice gone.
"You must be –" the woman began looking at her checklist.
"Princess Demetria of the Harmonic Nebula, at your service!" the magenta-haired fairy finished for her, taking off her beanie and bowing down in mock respect. Not that Griselda noticed.
"Hmph. You may enter. But know this, you had better not cause any trouble, and I expect only the best behavior from you. Being accepted to Alfea is in honor, especially considering how young you are (2). It would be a shame if you made a fool of yourself and dishonored your mother."
Demetria seemed unfazed by Griselda's warning, and skipped inside the gates with her luggage floating behind her. After glaring at the young fairy, Griselda turned to Parker.
"Name?"
"Parker Liu."
"And origin?"
Parker hesitated. "Earth."
Griselda faltered for a second.
"I didn't know Earth still had magic," she questioned.
"Well it doesn't…my mom was a fairy, but she had me on Earth and…"
"Oh hush girl and get inside. I don't have all day," Griselda snapped shoving a schedule in Parker's face. She turned red before quickly walking through the gates. She hulled her luggage over her shoulder and continued.
"Now, there must be a freshman building or something," she muttered to herself. Suddenly, something hard knocked her over.
"Oops! Yo, I didn't even see ya." Parker rubbed her head before looking up to see a hand reaching out for her.
" Here, lemme help ya up." Parker nodded her head before grabbing the girl's hand. She was yanked back up on her feet with amazing speed.
"Hey hey, sorry 'bout that. The name's Grayson, from Mago (3). Ever been there? It's really nice this time of year. Though it's a lot more beautiful in the spring. So anyway, who're you?"
Parker was struggling to keep up with this girl's fast-talking.
"Huh? Oh, I'm Parker."
Grayson smiled, her grey eyes shining. Her sparkling white teeth contrasted greatly against her dark skin (on Earth, she would've been considered Native American). Her dark brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail, exposing her pointed elf-shaped ears.
"Cool. So where're ya headin'? I betcha I can get ya there," the elf/fairy assured. Parker shrugged.
"Just looking for the freshman building."
"Cool. Follow me," she said, leading Parker to the rightmost wing of Alfea. She opened the doors.
"Ladies first," she grinned. Parker gave her an awkward smile in return before entering. As they made there way to the dorms, they walked in an uncomfortable silence.
"So, what dorm you in?" Grayson asked, finally breaking the silence.
Parker looked at her schedule. "Um… 83B," she replied. Grayson practically beamed. "Yo, me too!" she exclaimed.
"Girl, we gonna be best friends. I can already see it," she told Parker, throwing an arm around the shorter fairy's neck.
"Yay," Parker said without enthusiasm as they continued walking to through the building.
Once they made it to the dorm, Parker immediately noticed the gleaming plaques on each door. She walked up to each one, and inspected the names on each. The rightmost room in the dorm had her name on it, as well as someone else's.
Parker Liu of Earth
Venus of Linphea
The room nearest to the door read:
Grayson of Mago
Princess Demetria of the Harmonic Nebula
Why does that name sound familiar? Oh, right. It's that girl from before, Parker remembered sourly. At least she wouldn't be rooming with the nosy little girl. The last door had only one name on it, reading:
Princess Lindsey of the Binary Galaxy
Parker wondered why this "Princess Lindsey" was allowed a room all to herself. Oh, well – that'll have to wait to later. She entered her room, and saw that a girl was already unpacking. The girl didn't seem to notice Parker, and continued to put all her possessions away. Her long caramel-colored hair was tossed over her shoulder, and blue eyes were quickly skimming over the items in the floral green suitcase. Her white midriff-bearing tank top contrasted with her tan skin.
Parker decided to take the first step to ensure that she would have this girl's friendship.
"Um…hi. I'm Parker."
The girl looked up from her suitcase to find whoever had talked to her. She gave Parker a curt nod, but nothing more as she returned to sorting her clothes. An awkward silence followed, and Parker cleared her throat as though to get the girl's attention.
"So, you must be Venus?" she asked. The girl nodded, but didn't say anything. Parker began to get frustrated. Does this girl have some sort of speech problem? She was about to say something else, but Venus sent her a death glare so terrifying unexpected, Parker wouldn't have been surprised if she had peed in her pants.
"Okay well, I'm just going to see if anyone else is here yet. So um…bye." With that, Parker practically ran out of the room. She bumped into Grayson on the way out.
"Sorry!" she exclaimed, turning around to make sure that the fairy was alright. Grayson gave her a smile, before proceeding to tell her that Demetria gave her a peek of her mom's new album.
Parker was only listening halfway. She smiled at Grayson before telling her that she was going to check out the campus.
Parker hurried to leave the dorm. Maybe she could find something useful to do before curfew.
(1) Shyrs is the type of currency I've made up.
(2) Demetria is only 14 years old.
(3) Mago is Spanish for "magician" (at least that's what Google Translate says)
So, again, this is my first story. I'm sorry if there are some mistakes and whatnot. Please review. Also, constructive criticism wanted. I'll try to update within the next week. Toodles!