Waterfall


Bloom stood in the middle of the courtyard with a half-hearted smile as she watched her now ex boy-friend walk out of the winged gates. While she was happy for Sky and Riven, she couldn't stop herself from feeling sad. He got the one he loved, and she got nothing.

Sighing, she turned around and walked over to the fountain. Sitting down, she stared at the water's surface, watching the few clouds glide across the sky. Looking up at the real thing, she sighed and swung her legs up on the edge, leaning back until she was lying down completely. Still watching the clouds, she lost herself in her thoughts of the deal she'd made with Sky the moment she realised he wasn't into her.

It had been on their second date that she realised that he wasn't really into her, but rather the brooding purple haired man he hung out with. She wasn't one for being used, so she'd pulled him aside, to the many scathing comments of Riven, and demanded an explanation. It turned out that Sky had yet to come out and was afraid of the rumours that would be spread if he didn't date someone. He'd apologised and asked to be friends. Of course she'd agreed and they went on their way, joining the group once more. After that incident, Bloom watched the two boys closely and quickly came to the conclusion that Sky's feelings were not one sided and said as much to the blond. It took some convincing g, but eventually Sky asked him out and they'd been dating in secret for the last three years. To keep people from being suspicious, Bloom offered to be Sky's cover when it came to events that required a date. It soon became common knowledge that Bloom was 'dating' the future King of Araklion.

But now it was over, Sky had spoken to his parents and him and Riven were happy. There was no more hiding for them. Bloom only wished she could feel that happiness as well.

"Oh well," she sighed, "I'll live."

Suddenly feeling drained, Bloom closed her eyes, enjoying the soft sound of the fountain beside her. Before she knew it, she was fast asleep, dreaming of pale hands and dark blue eyes behind glasses.

Across the court, Faragonda walked around, greeting and smiling at the students that acknowledged her presence. 'It's a lovely day for a walk,' She thought as she watched a group of girls giggle and nod enthusiastically at something. She smiled at them and continued on her way, not concerned when one of them waved her hand. She trusted her girls to not use magic irrationally.

She barely made it five steps before she heard the loud splash and startled yelp. Spinning around, she saw the last of flame red hair slip into the water of the fountain. She heard the group of girls laugh as she ran to the floundering girl. On some level she knew Bloom was fine, the fountain wasn't that deep, but the rest of her was beyond worried.

Skidding to a stop, she reached over and grasped the girls hands. Holding them as she stepped out of the fountain, she rubbed soothing circles on her back as the red head coughed up small amounts of water. When she finally stopped, Faragonda gently guided her to sit down on the edge once more.

"Are you okay my dear?"

Smiling weakly, Bloom nodded, "I must have rolled in while sleeping." She said wiping the strands of hair from her face.

Shaking her head, Faragonda inches closer to the girl, "I don't think so dear," She said softly, "I believe you were the victim of a vicious prank." She shot a glare over her students head at the giggling girls. She'd deal with them later, but for now she would take care of the laughing red head.

"I survive the Trix for three years and it's a fairy prank that almost does me in." Bloom chuckled, shaking her head.

Even though she smiled at the irony, Faragonda shook her head once more, "I will punish the ones responsible dear, don't worry about that."

Nodding, Bloom tried to smile back, only for her teeth to start chattering as her body finally registered how cold it was. As her body started shaking, she up at the older woman beside her.

Summoning a towel, Faragonda wrapped it around the shivering girls shoulders, "Come on, let's get you inside and warmed up." She said, standing up.

Following suit, Bloom stood, holding the thick material tightly.

Wrapping her arm around the red heads shoulders, Faragonda guided her inside, "How about we have some tea in my rooms while you dry off?"

"With honey?"

Chuckling, the Headmistress nodded, "With honey."