DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN WINX CLUB (God...why?!)

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!

So this is my third story for Winx Club. I wrote it like a few years ago in my head and on an interactive app, but not so blatantly on a site. So pleaseeee tell me what you think :)

I wanted to write something for Christmas, so...if you want more, just leave a review :)!

Once again: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! (Yeah I'm really feeling the festive spirit over here :D)

~ Los Angeles, California - 7:30 AM ~

"STELLA!" A scream rang out throughout the villa.

"...what...?" A blonde sleepily mumbled as she buried herself into the warm covers of her haven.

"Uh...you do realize that it's like seven thirty, right? It's the first day of school, so wake up!" a red-haired woman pulled off the covers from her best friend's friend earning her a displeased grunt.

"Five more minutes, Bloom...," Stella mumbled.

"Stella, wake up! It's seven thirty!" Bloom yelled loudly as she shook her friend.

Stella's honey eyes snapped wide awake at the news. "SEVEN THIRTY?! Classes start at eight!"

"BLOOM, WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP EARLIER?!" the blonde screeched as she instantly leaped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.

"I would have, but it's not my fault you threw the alarm clock out the window," Bloom shook her head with amusement as she watched her long time friend acting crazy. She chuckled and left the room when the bathroom door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Stella quickly did her daily business and showered. Ugh, I really need to control my sleeping habits! She cursed herself as she stepped out of the bathroom twenty minutes later with a towel wrapped around her. She ran to her wardrobe and picked the first thing on sight. She cast the towel aside and dressed herself into black skinny jeans and a white full-sleeved top. She combed her hair into a high ponytail and left her bangs out in the open. She quickly slipped into black high heeled boots before grabbing her book bag and dashed outside.

~ University of California - 7:58 AM ~

"Man, for someone who woke up like literally fifteen minutes ago, you sure do clean up nice," Bloom smiled as the two girls dashed left and right through the hallways desperate to make it to class before the bell.

"Whatever! Let's just hurry!," Stella panted as she munched on her breakfast bagel while running. "Darn it, we're so late!"

"Stel, we're not late until the bell rings-!"

Just then, a loud screech rang throughout the hallways ushering lingering students in the hallways to quickly scatter to their classes.

"You were saying?" Stella sarcastically asked. "Please, it's the first day. They're not gonna punish us for that," Bloom panted.

"Yeah, but this whole building is for seniors," Stella muttered. When they reached their assigned classroom, Stella heartbrokenly threw her bagel over her shoulder and into the trash can. The two girls opened the door and made their way in.

"May we come in..." the two girls started but instantly paled when they saw their teacher.

"Bloom and Stella! Now why am I not surprised? You're late and that too on your first day! Young ladies, you lack in discipline each year," their teacher scolded earning a few snickers from their classmates. She continued, "Since it's only the first day, I'll excuse you JUST THIS ONCE. Do not be late again. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am..." the two spoke simultaneously.

"I can't hear you!" Griselda yelled in a Sponge Bob style.

"Yes, ma'am!" the girls shouted. Griselda nodded satisfactorily and ushered them to take their seats. With sighs of relief, Bloom and Stella went over to two leftover seats somewhere in the back.

"I can't believe we just got burned for being late by two seconds," Stella sourly muttered as she slumped into the seat. Bloom nodded glumly as she followed suit into a seat beside Stella. "Amen to that."

~ 12:00 PM ~

Bloom and Stella sat at their usual table in the cafeteria. The place buzzed with students and it was hard to avoid punching into each other.

"Well, if it's not the big time dorks of the day," a raven-haired girl snickered as she neared the duo along with two other sidekicks.

"If it isn't the biggest bitch of the year," Bloom muttered lowly but high enough to make the Stella laugh.

"What do you want, Mitzi?" the redhead boredly asked the new unwanted intrusions.

Mitzi McCall...The typical mean girl who fit into every college's stereotype of having a mean girl clique.

"I wanted to give advice to the biggest fashion failures I've ever met. Are those colors clashing or what?" Mitzi snickered with disgust. Her sidekicks, Chimera Smith and Diaspro Williams, nodded in agreement.

"Nothing's clashing here except for your unwanted presence, Mitzi. So why don't you do the world a favor and get a move on?" Stella snapped.

"...Whatever."

Stella crossed her arms a little angrily as Bloom looked at her with concern.

"Stel, you okay?" Bloom asked. Stella nodded with a tight smile. "Yeah, Mitzi just gets on my nerves. That's all."

"C'mon, I know something's bothering you. You've been a little on edge ever since Griselda's class. Is it because she dissed us? C'mon you know her. It's totally normal-"

Stella shook her head. "No, Bloom. That's not what's bothering me. It's just...it didn't strike me this morning because of the rush hour and all. But I could've sworn I put my orange dress on top of my clothes. I ironed it last night and hung it up right where I can find it this morning. But it was missing today."

"Seriously? You're worried over a freaking dress? You probably just overlooked it. That's all," Bloom dismissed with a small wave of her hand.

Stella shook her head. "It's not just this dress. Even a few shirts of mine were missing. Even freaking socks!"

"We decided it was the wonders of washing machines."

"I hope you're right. Even my um...other things were missing, you know? Personal ones..." Stella whispered hoping Bloom would get the gist.

The redhead's eyes widened. "Wait, what?! You mean your under-!"

Stella clamped a hand against Bloom's mouth. "Why don't you yell it to the whole college while you're at it?!" the blonde hissed.

"...seriously?" Bloom whispered. Stella nodded frantically.

"Stel, what if you're being stalked?" Bloom asked in shock.

"What?! Noo! Don't be silly. You're telling me that someone can actually break into our house? Just like that?"

Bloom smirked, "Who knows? Maybe the guy is worshipping your footsteps now."

Stella rolled her eyes but smiled anyway.

"I don't know. Maybe you should report this. Or at least tell your parents. I mean, you never know what weirdos lurk around. It's better to be safe than sorry," Bloom said with a hint of seriousness in her voice.

Stella opened her mouth to retort when the bell suddenly rang.

"We are not done talking about this," Bloom said as they both stood up with their trays in tow.

~ 4:00 PM ~

"I swear, Stella! We'll both be killed someday because of your driving!" Bloom yelled as she clutched her seat and tightened the seat belt in fear.

"Oh hush. My driving is just fine. The roads are just too curvy," Stella defended herself.

"You almost got us into an accident six times! I'm driving the next time!" Bloom yelled. "Sweet baby Jesus, please protect us," she chanted as she prayed making Stella roll her eyes.

~ 4:30 PM ~

Bloom and Stella got out of the car and grabbed their bookbags before making their way into the house. "Oh snap, wait. Stel, I promised Roxy last week I'll tutor her for a few hours sometime this week. Is it okay if we take a raincheck on movie night?"

"Seriously? We live together. Go on. It's totally fine. I'll prepare dinner," Stella smiled.

With a light hug, Bloom waved as she took the keys from the blonde and hopped into the car. Stella took their bookbags and opened the front door.

~ Bloom's & Stella's House - Stella's Bedroom - 5:00 PM ~

Stella stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Stella opened her wardrobe and instantly dressed into a comfortable yellow nightgown. Humming a soft tune to herself, she turned around and ran her hand through her hair as she moved to leave the room. She only took a few steps before she stopped. She turned around again. She bit her lip as she neared the closet once more. Maybe Bloom is right. Maybe I just overlooked or maybe I misplaced my dress somewhere.

"What am I doing? Of course I misplaced it," she muttered to herself. The mere thought of a stranger moving around the house without her knowledge (or permission) made her stomach coil. Bloom was crazy. That's all. It's just an in-the-heat-of-the-moment crazy dumb idea that Bloom had.

"I'm just gonna make sure anyway..." she whispered to herself as she opened the wooden polished doors yet again. Please be there. Please.

Stella's heart clenched. It's not anywhere in visible sight. Biting her lip, she searched the racks slowly hoping her dress will magically show up from wherever. Where the hell are you?! She thought as her search became frenzier by the second. She looked around her room and eyed each piece of furniture. Not an inch escaped her meticulous golden-brown eyes.

"Maybe I accidentally placed it in Bloom's closet," she tried to convince herself. It's not just this dress. A few of her shirts have gone randomly missing especially in the last few days. Bloom and her had originally dismissed her missing socks assuming they'll turn up later. Stella had even dissed her missing shirts issue thinking she might have just misplaced them somewhere. The two girls shared clothes, so it didn't bother her much.

Stella sprinted to Bloom's room. She instantly raced to the redhead's closet without delay. She searched the racks and didn't spare any nook or corner.

Lost in her own thoughts, Stella failed to notice the soft click of the bedroom door behind her.

"Where the hell did I put it?!" she shouted at herself as her fingers clutched a fistful of blonde hair.

Her moment was interrupted when she felt strong arms around her waist. Her back hit a hard chest. Stella's eyes opened wide. She was about to scream out of fear when a hand clasped around her mouth. Judging by the death grip and the frame, she knew it was a man. She felt extremely self-conscious. She was only wearing a flimsy nightgown. Her heart thudded against her chest in fright and she let out a muffled scream.

She let out another scream when the man twirled her around. He chuckled maniacally, making Stella let out another muffled screech. He stopped as they both stood in front of Bloom's full-length mirror. Stella's heart beat erratically as she looked at the man behind her in the mirror before her. He was taller than her by at least a foot. He wore black from top to bottom and even his face was completely covered except for chilly eyes.

"I've been waiting a long, long time for you, Stella..." he whispered in her ear, sending a chilly shiver down her spine.

I'd really love to know what you guys think XO

Once again, Belated Merry Christmas :D! And thank you for the reviews!

HAPPY HOLIDAYSSS!