Illianthe Savofski grabbed her suitcases and hugged her parents, Pitor and Annalise, goodbye. Her father's bushy dark mustache tickled her cheek as he kissed her goodbye. She giggled.
"Promise you'll write, or call, or text, or email, whatever, whenever, as soon as possible!" her mom told her in a thick Russian accent. Her blonde bob rustled in the late August wind.
"Yes, mom." Illianthe rolled her violet eyes at her parents. "But I highly doubt my cell phone will be getting any reception in- where is Alfea at? Magix or whatever?"
Her mom sighed and tucked Illianthe's silky brown waist length hair behind her left ear. "Of course, Illi." she gave her one last squeeze.
The intergalactic bus then pulled up to their apartment building.
"Guess that's me." Illianthe gave a hefty sigh and waved goodbye one last time before paying the fee for travelling from Earth to Magix. It would be her first time at Alfea College for Fairies and on top of that, this was her first trip to another planet outside of the Milky Way. She'd been to the Mars colonies once for a field trip, but that was it.
Ever since the Winx brought magic back to Earth, about 30 years ago, more and more fairies had been appearing all over Earth. Slowly but surely, Earth was getting more connected to the rest of the known Universe.
Illianthe nervously played with her necklace, a beautiful present from one of her most near and dear friends ever since she was 11. It was a phoenix carved into a silver circle and placed on a chain. It calmed her down because it made her think of him, of Chval, her best friend and crush ever since they met. She remembered the day they met perfectly, it was also the day she discovered her ability to time travel.
She wondered what he was doing at that moment. Probably archery, or some form of combat training. Mutsik, his father, was constantly pushing Chval. At his academics, engineering skills, combat training, you name it, he'd already done it. Chval was destined to be the landlord of Gogdrid, the largest moon of 1,579 of the planet Neotertha, after his father passed away and he wanted his son to rule like him, with an iron fist. But Illianthe new Chval and knew that once his father died, the people of Gogdrid would be better off. Mutsik was cruel, heartless, selfish and mean, whereas Chval was kind, noble, generous and selfless. She smiled and pictured his gorgeous face; his shoulder length dark brown hair, nearly always pulled back in to a low ponytail, his bright amber eyes, always shining, his strong arms, his smile that still melted Illianthe's heart. She sighed, wondering how far away Gogdrid was from Magix. Perhaps she could visit him on the weekends? It was a vain thought, but it made her smile anyway.
After a couple short naps and an endless twelve hour journey, they reached Magix City, the heart of the Magic Universe and the Realm of Magix. At least, to Illianthe's knowledge that was the case.
It was amazingly brilliant; nothing but the highest technology she'd ever seen, magical creatures everywhere, alien creatures everywhere. It was totally unreal.
She straightened her plain purple t-shirt and khaki jacket, suddenly her jeans and converse seemed a little too casual and a little too outdated…
She lugged her two suitcases to the nearest boutique and entered, thankful the rest of her luggage had already been sent to the school.
She paused, taking in the dazzling displays, wondrous aromas, and eccentric atmosphere of the store. "Let's get crazy." She mumbled to herself and dug into the nearest rack of clothes.