Chapter 1:
I rolled over in my bed hugging my pillow tightly to my chest, my red hair in a ponytail, and wearing a light blue tank top with heart decoration on it and pink shorts, my bed was a mixture of blues and pinks. Tomorrow is a new day. The start of school as a matter of a fact, but butterflies still fluttered about in my stomach giving me anxiety, it was a new school. We moved in on Friday, two days ago. We have been unpacking ever since, and this afternoon we got school supplies since we couldn't in Miami.
The house itself was pretty big, with four bedrooms, two offices, a study a.k.a library, a kitchen, dining room, two living rooms, a porch in the front and back, a garden, a pool, a shed, and a garage with three cars, a blue BMW, dark green Suv, and a blue porshe. The house was painted crème with plenty of roses.
The family was mom and dad in a tan painted room, daphne in a light green, and me in a blue painted room. We were the Sparx. The guest room was a dark orange.
'What if nobody likes me or wants to talk to me?' I thought 'What if the neighbors are mean and are the schools spoiled rich kids? Are the cliques? Do I have to choose? Will people understand me?'
Soon the mixture of my thoughts stopped as I drifted off to sleep.
Dream:
A breeze rustled in the trees, making my red hair flap from my face, my curls in the wind. My cyan blue eyes glistening.
"Bloom" A voice called, looking over I was meant with eleven people their faces unclear, like in a blur. "Bloom" It called again.
"What is going on" I said, although my words weren't audible, nothing made a sound, I looked down and saw a high jump, 'Wait, What?' I thought, the medow was gone and the eerie silence cause me great pain. Like strife.
In a flash of light my enemies appeared, Mitzi and her crew, she was openly accusing me.
"You're a freak" She taunted "Nobody cares about you"
I sank down defeated when a voice raged through my head 'Stand up Bloom. Show them what your made of. Fight back' Mitzi continued taunting being mean. I stood up seeing her smirk. "Shut up Mitzi" I spoke harshly, she looked baffled while she was shocked I manage to spit out "People do care about me, it is you nobody cares about you bitch" I spoke with venom.
"Noooooo" she screamed and in a flash they were gone, gone away, out of my life. Happiness surged through me.
"Bloom" A voice spoke, Daphne?
"Daphne" I spke my words thick from sleep. Sleep?
"Bloom" Daphne said again, the words shaking me. "Bloom, wake up"
End of Dream
"Huh" I said, my voice thick, opening my eyes I saw daphne leaing over shaking me, looking to my right I saw that I was 20 minutes after my alarm.
"Time to get up sleepyhead" She said smiling.
I got up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, and yawned. Walking to my closet, I looked around for an outfit. Deciding on a white off the shoulder shirt with a peace sign and peace in tye dye colors with blue, red, purple, and pink. I put on dark capris, with a brown belt, and blue and white vans, with putting a clip in my hair, and in a side ponytail. For make-up, I put on nude lipstick, dark mascara, and blue and white eyeshadow. I walked downstairs with my brown bag, clipped up with my textbooks, folders, pencils, erasors, a bag, and a book inside.
"Good morning sweetheart" My mom said kissing my forehead, and sitting a plate with chocolate pancakes, and scrabbled eggs on it. I picked up a peace of toast and bit out of it.
"Morning Bloom" My dad said peaking over his newspaper.
"Morning Dad, Mom, and Daphne" I responded.
"Me last" Daphne pouted, I rolled my eyes and nodded playfully. "How could you?" she fake sobbed.
"Oh yes how could I?" I said sarcastically.
She smiled and we hugged, I like our relationship, it is like were best friends, not sisters.
10 minutes later:
We reached the front of school, and pushed open the doors, people literally stopped and stared, some even drooled, I rolled my eyes, hormonal boys these days, So freaking cocky.
"Oh look Bloom, I think you have a secret admirer" Daphne whispered.
"Pft, Whatever" I whispered back, we split up to find our lockers, arriving I entered in my combination, easy to remember 12-10-09, my birthday was 98 but 09 is my favorite number so, yeah I'll roll with that.
A boy leaned against the locker next to mine. "Hey gorgeous" He winked flirtasiously, seriously, like bruh. He had spiked up dark hair and grey eyes, he was hot but not my type.
"Am I supposed to be swooning" I smirked as I watched his expression fall.
"Well of course sexy" He said. Grinning like he won the lottery.
I rolled my eyes. "Make another fuckboy remark, and your generation will be ruined" I said.
"Oh babe, what do you plan to do" He said leaning closer.
His breathe reeked like ever heard of a breathe mint. "This" I said winking then punching him in the gut and kicking him where no one wants to get hit. "Oh and ever heard of a breathe mint, cause I wouldn't kiss that." I smirked and walked away.
Another person walked up to me, a blonde, with tan skin, and hazel eyes, she didn't look like a slut so I guess she won't be a bitch threatening me or something.
"Hey I'm Stella" She said, or stella said.
"Bloom" I responded.
"That was hilarious of how you dealt with Andy back there" She grinned, I laughed. Later on I meant her group of friends the Winx. They set me up with a dare since they really like me. I guess this experience will be different.