Disclaimer: We do not own jack-diddily-squat. We don't own Winx Club [though, I, Erica, really wish I could own Sky] (and I, Sarah {CrankyEmily}, really wish I could own Turnip Head). Nor do we own Hairspray, the 2007 version with Zac Efron. We do, however, own some of the names of the kids for the Council Members and pretty much stole names of kids and teachers we know from school.
Alrighty, let's get down to business. Sarah and I wanted to discuss with you about our story and talk about how we are co-writing it. It's not exactly "co-writing" in the way that she writes in specific POVs and I write in specific POVs; it's more-so we share ideas, and I either write down my thoughts or she tells me what to write down. And I'm here because she tends to mess up and put stuff like, "to what to write down," so I tell her to fix it. ^.^ Yes, but they don't need to know that. ANYWAY, obviously this is not a crossover. Rather, the Winx Club characters (plus OCs) are in either their Sophomore or Junior years of High School and have been conned into (or just plain ol' wanted to) joining the musical, which happens to be HAIRSPRAY~! That movie is my most recent obsession, and we're gonna have a ton of fun with this story. ^_~
As a side note, it's really important for you guys to understand that the way we chose the characters for the musical is a lot different than most people would've thought. Like, we didn't make Musa be Tracy Turnblad. And we didn't base it off of hair colors, either. We did it... I'unno, I guess the best way we could for relations of who they would be most like. And of course, we gave the girls their opposite guys as couples in the musical. And just because they're higher in the musical doesn't mean they're higher in our story. Our main people will always be Musa and Riven... :) and Bloom and Sky. :D
Oh~ we also did some... different stuff. I love torturing people, 'specially my favorite characters. And I love torturing "pretty boys." Like Skyler. Or Sky, as he's called in the show. We changed his full name to Skyler because of an inside joke. And we gave him and his family the last name Johnson. Just a heads-up.
And if you haven't read any of my old stories, you'll be in for a surprise on two of the characters. If you have read them, there will still be a surprise on two different characters. We have fun making people related. :D
We don't think anyone has done such a thing yet, but we haven't read every story on here so... if it's been done, well, it's being done again.
At this exact moment, the second chapter has been started, but it's not very far along. So it's bound to be a bit before it's out. I'll try to have it by next Wednesday, though. But let me tell ya, I'm a crazy Sky fan-girl~
Alrighty, without further ado, let the story ensue~
Winxspray
Chapter i: And The Roles Are Cast
'Six minutes left... Just six minutes...' were the thoughts of a very jittery and energetic blonde by the name of Stella Laris. She tapped her foot impatiently, amber eyes staring at the clock.
"It's not going anywhere, Stell," the girl seated behind the blonde teased, causing Stella to turn around and scowl at her red-haired friend.
"This is killing me. How's it not killing you?" the blonde teen sighed exasperatedly. The redhead grinned, turquoise eyes gleaming in amusement as the blonde gasped. "You know already, don't you? Bloom, tell me! Now!"
At this the redhead burst into laughter, her shoulders shaking as she tried to keep quiet. "Stell," Bloom sighed patiently, "I know as much as you do. I'm just not worried about who I get."
"Oh, you two are talking about that again?" came a slightly exasperated but soft and sweet voice. The two friends grinned up at the brunette girl. Her green eyes betrayed her feelings of amusement and excitement, however, which caused Bloom and Stella to quirk a brow at their friend, who blushed modestly.
"Don't worry, Flora; we won't blame you for being hypocritical," the blonde sighed melodramatically, patting her brown-haired friend on the arm. This caused Bloom and Flora to burst out laughing.
"Miss Peters! Miss Drake! I told you to keep it down!" hissed the brown-haired woman standing at the front of the room as she adjusted her small glasses.
"Sorry, Ms. Griselda," Bloom apologized with a giggle.
"Miss Peters..." The warning was there, but there was too much amusement to make the girls fret over it.
Stella suddenly gasped, and Bloom and Flora shook their heads with little smiles. A moment later they were being dragged from the room and down the hall by their wrists as the bell rang. Though they found Stella's antics ridiculous, Bloom and Flora couldn't help but laugh as they tried to keep from tripping over each other and kept up with Stella at the same time. The trio weaved through the rush of students, who were ready to leave the school and get home, with ease, used to doing such because of Stella.
Surprisingly (or maybe not-so-surprisingly) the girls were the first ones at the billboard posted outside of the drama teacher's room, upon which the black-haired lean woman – Ms. Cooper – was putting up two sheets of paper. Stella released Bloom and Flora and rushed to the bulletin board to see who she had been cast as in the spring musical the school did every year. This year's musical had been Hairspray, and to be fair – not to mention help out the cast – almost everyone who had tried out had been cast, as well as teachers to be teachers and some parents to be parents.
Before Bloom and Flora had even entirely reached Stella (with a lot of people starting to arrive behind them) shad had gasped and exclaimed, "I'm 'Motormouth' Maybelle!" She then rounded on Bloom, her brows furrowing in contrast to the smile on her face. "Who's she?"
The redhead coughed to hide her laughter while Flora searched for her name. "She's Seaweed and Inez's mother, African-American, and blonde; she's cool and is one of my favorites," Bloom explained before looking at Flora, whose mouth was agape. "What is it, Flora?" she inquired, moving around the brunette to look for her friend's name. It took less than a second since Flora's name was first on the list, which meant...
"Oh, my God, you got the lead role! Tracy Turnblad! Wait, Bloom, you said she was-" Stella exclaimed.
"I know," Bloom cut in. "But there's not much Ms. Cooper can do. All the girls who wanted to be in it were of roughly the same build as us, so we'll be using a fat suit most likely."
"Bless it..." Flora sighed in relief. "Bloom, you're my best friend."
Both girls blinked at Flora, the redhead in confusion and the blonde in hurt. "Flora..." the blonde murmured quietly.
"Oh, no, not like that! I mean she's Penny," Flora corrected, blushing embarrassedly. "I didn't mean to make you guys think like that."
"Hold it. What?" Bloom asked incredulously, scanning the list once more and finding her name precisely where Flora had said: next to Penny Pingleton's name. "Alrighty then..." the girl sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Hey, my parents are your parents, Flo."
"That's good. Makes things less awkward," Flora nodded with a smile.
"And your Link is a Helia Banderas. Hey, Bloom, you think he's related to Antonio Banderas?" Stella inquired loudly.
"No, he's not," a male's voice answered. The three girls looked behind them to see a boy, with long blue-black hair and gray eyes, frowning slightly. His gaze shifted to Flora, however, and he nodded at her. "Looks like I'll be working mostly with you, Flora. Maybe Mrs. Parm will let us go over some of the script during class a little." He smiled at the girl, and she blushed with a nod before the boy walked off into the drama room.
Bloom and Stella exchanged looks, grinning as they looked at Flora. "You're dishing information later," Stella warned as Bloom nodded in agreement. "Can we go into the room now?"
"Not just yet. I wanna see a few more things," Bloom answered, her turquoise eyes searching the list again. "And Penny's mother is Mrs. Johnson... Why do I know that name?"
"Uh, it's a common name, Bloom," Stella stated, like it was a no-brainer. Bloom scowled, obviously showing she knew it wasn't just that.
"Corny is Brandon Snow. Well, that aught to be fun," Bloom grinned. Flora laughed while Stella quirked a brow. The redhead waved it off. "Oooo. Even better: our Amber is Diaspro Marquis."
"Of course. Popular girl gets good part if her spot on the list as number six is any indication," Stella sighed.
"Mh. She'll fit the part well. Amber and Link are a couple before Tracy steals the spotlight, and Link, which makes Amber not only whiney, but also more of a bitch than she already is," Bloom replied absently, though she was obviously amused.
"She will fit the part," Stella agreed.
"You guys, do you have to talk bad about her? I know she's popular, but so are we, really, and..." Flora trailed off when Bloom let out a noise of disgust.
"I do not believe this," the redhead sighed as she moved aside to let others gather around the list. She turned and headed into the drama room, moving to the wall opposite the door before she let her head fall forward to thud against the wall.
Flora, who had followed her friend silently, along with Stella, spoke first. "What is it, sweetie?"
"The person playing Seaweed..." the girl answered, not moving a bit.
"And who is it?" Stella continued the questioning.
With a sigh, the redhead turned to look at them, perching herself on the arm of the couch to her right. "Freakin' Skyler Johnson."
"The bi-" Stella was cut off by someone saying her name.
"Yeah," Bloom answered simply while not only Stella, but the redhead herself and Flora, looked to see the source of the voice who had called the blonde's name.
The same voice spoke up again, this time with: "Who's that?"
Stella huffed her annoyance as Ms. Cooper appeared in the doorway with a brunette male, pointing in the groups' direction. "I know him. He's always hanging out with Marquis and Johnson," Bloom spoke, frowning as she tried to remember the boy's name. "I think that's Brandon Snow, actually."
"Yeah, that's him," Flora assured them both as the aforementioned male approached them.
"Well, hello there. Which of you beautiful ladies is Stella?" the brunette inquired, brown eyes sparkling as he gave a flirty smile.
"I am," Stella said, exponentially warmer than she'd sounded just moments before. This caused Bloom and Flora to have to stifle their sudden giggles, their bodies shaking with the effort.
"So, Miss Stella, you think you could help me and my friends out? Ms. Cooper said you were the one to see about this whole musical deal," the male continued, smooth-talking it up.
"Of course. Bloom's the expert on this musical, though. I'm sure only a few got around to watching it," Stella answered, smiling back at him.
"Great! I'll go and get 'em," Brandon nodded, turning on his heel and heading back into the hallway.
"Oh my God, someone call the fire department 'cause it is smokin' in here," Stella breathed, watching the male as he walked away. Bloom and Flora giggled, but it didn't last long as Bloom realized something.
"Stell, you do know that his friends are, uh, Johnson and Marquis, right?" Bloom sighed, frowning. "They're the last people I want to associate with at this moment. I mean, hell, how am I supposed to tell a girl her boyfriend is supposed to be my boyfriend in the musical? And that we kiss at least once? She'll cause freakin' chaos."
"Leave out the deal with the kissing, and it should be fine. I feel sorry for Helia. He has to kiss her twice, doesn't he?" Stella questioned, quizzing her memory of what she'd been told.
"Yes, Stell, but they're, like, pecks on the lips, and that's not the point. The point is that we have to associate with Blondie and Airhead," Bloom sighed.
"Bloom, really. You shouldn't talk about people like that. Sky is actually really nice," Flora murmured with a frown.
"Oh, come on! How wou-" Stella was cut off for about a third time that day.
"Which of you is supposed to help us?" a female's voice came, sounding slightly condescending. The trio turned to face the three other teens. One of them was Brandon, which left the two blondes to be Sky Johnson and Diaspro Marquis. Bloom's eyes were settled on the cream-blonde girl who had spoken while Stella and Flora both seemed to study the blonde male first.
"I guess that would be me. I assume you want to know who, exactly, your characters are?" Bloom answered, her tone as condescending as Diaspro's had been.
"Yes. And careful with your tone," Diaspro retorted.
"I'm not the one who has to ask for help. So you need to watch yourself. I looked at the list for the more important parts. You, Barbie, play Amber Von Tussle, who is originally the main star, or 'Miss Teenage Hairspray,' for The Corny Collins Show. She is Link Larkin's girlfriend but is pretty much tossed aside of all of those things when Tracy Turnblad comes into the picture. Link is Helia Banderas, and Tracy is Flora," Bloom explained, motioning toward her brunette friend.
"You, Brandon," she continued, "are Corny Collins. You're all for integration on your show, and you are the reason Tracy is allowed on the show. You pick her."
"Awesome," the brunette male stated, grinning.
"And you, Blondie," the redhead sighed, her turquoise eyes landing on the blonde male, "are Seaweed Stubbs." She paused as his gaze met hers, the blue of his eyes striking. For a second her mind went blank and her breath caught in her throat, but she swallowed and blinked to regain focus, and then continued talking. "He's African-American and befriends Tracy in detention. He's kind of flirty and has a little sister named Inez. His mother is Maybelle, who is Stella here," she briefly motioned to her blonde friend, "and near the middle of the movie or musical or whatever you wish to call it, he meets Tracy's best friend, Penny Pingleton. They're both, like, I don't know... I guess they have this weird instant physical attraction to each other, and they end up together by the end of it. Any questions?"
"Yes," the blonde male answered. "Who's playing Penny?"
"That'd be me," Bloom answered, and Sky nodded with a smile.
"And it says my mom is Prudy Pingleton... Is that-"
"She's Penny's mom. Big on religion and just weird over-all. You'll have to see the movie to understand what I'm talking about," Bloom cut in.
"Is my cousin in the musical?"
"Alright, you're starting to bug me. How the hell would we know that?" Stella burst in.
"You seem to know everything else," Diaspro retorted.
"Look, the only reason we know you three is because your faces are plastered up all around the school," Flora cut in, trying to dispel the tension.
"And because 93% of the student population wants to get in their pants," Bloom muttered disgustedly underneath her breath.
Choked-back laughs from Sky and Brandon and a glare from Diaspro let her know she had been heard, and she ducked her head to hide her grin.
"Oh, Bitch Barbie, look! Bitch Christie just walked in! Why don't you and annoying Ken run and join her?" Stella suggested with fake enthusiasm.
"Why don't you losers go f-"
"Diaspro," Brandon warned, cutting the girl off.
The cream blonde looked ready to kill, but when her boyfriend leaned down to whisper something against her ear, her eyes fluttered closed in a way that was far from being resigned. Stella blanched, Brandon rolled his eyes, and Bloom mimed throwing up while Flora grimaced. "Mind getting a room? Diaspro's expression are quite... expressive," Bloom spoke, earning three laughs, a grin, and a glare.
"Can't handle a bit of PDA?" Diaspro snapped.
"Try PDS in words," Bloom retorted.
"PDS?" Sky inquired, that blasted grin still on his face.
"Yes. Public display of sex," the redhead answered, like it was a no-brainer.
Brandon laughed as Sky's eyebrows rose, his blue eyes and grin betraying his amusement. "Red's got some spitfire in her dude," the brunette laughed out, nudging his blonde friend with his elbow.
Diaspro scoffed and rolled her eyes, seeming like she was already tired of it all, like it was something she'd heard daily. "It's a play on words. Anyone could've done it. This company bores me, Sky. Let's go," the cream blonde ordered, to which Brandon's face dropped and Sky nodded, something miniscule making his expression less animated.
Diaspro gave the female trio a look of disdain before she turned and walked off, expecting the boys to follow without question.
"See you ladies around," Brandon, always the smooth-talker, spoke first, a boyish smile changing his features as he nodded to them – it needed to be noted his brown eyes never left Stella – and walked off.
"Yeah, see you. Look forward to working with you... Bloom, isn't it?" the blonde asked, his blue eyes unsettling as they rested on the redhead.
"Uh, yeah, it's Bloom," the girl answered, slightly confused as to whether her name had been mentioned in the past five to ten minutes.
"Well, as I said, I look forward to working with you," Sky repeated, winking at the girl in discussion before he gave the other two a smile and a wave, then walked to the other side of the room where Diaspro was waiting on him.
"I think the smoke turned into a full-blown fire," Stella commented with a giggle. "Annoying Ken is into you, Bloom."
"Did Brandon tell him my name?" Bloom asked in response. "Because not once did we say my name with him in the vicinity."
Stella and Flora blinked before Stella's face lit up with a grin and Flora's eyes widened.
"Surely... not once?" Flora inquired softly, fueling Stella's excitement.
"She's right! And even then Brandon didn't know which one you were," Stella pointed out giddily.
"No... there's a reason... Maybe he deciphered it or something. If Brandon mentioned it, then he probably knew it was me the moment I spoke up," the redhead replied, thinking logically.
"Or you have a class with him and don't know it," Flora added, causing the redhead and the blonde both to look at her.
"With what I saw just now, I think one of them would have noticed," Stella teased.
"That was nothing," Bloom protested, her face flushing. "And... surely I'd have noticed. He's got 93% of the female population after him."
"Unless you purposely ignored him," Flora addressed.
"Yes, but I would've told you guys, an-"
"Alright, everyone, settle down. It's time we start this meeting," Ms. Cooper cut the redhead off. "First, and most important, I want to introduce everyone to our leads: Flora Drake as Tracy Turnblad and Helia Banderas as Link Larkin!" She motioned for the two to come up there, which flustered Flora somewhat as she and the black-haired boy stood next to each other and everyone clapped.
"Now, a couple of our parents in the musical are actually parents. But since they aren't here, I'd like to call Bloom Peters, who is our Penny Pingleton, and Sky Johnson, who is our Seaweed Stubbs, up here.
"Mr. and Mrs. Peters are going to be Wilbur and Edna Turnblad while Mrs. Johnson is Prudy Pingleton's mother.
"Our main antagonist is Ms. Demilo as Velma Von Tussle, and our second antagonist is Diaspro Marquis as Amber Von Tussle." There was admittedly less enthusiasm in the applause, and it caused Bloom and Stella to bite down on their lower lips to keep quiet.
"The show host who helps his station become integrated is Brandon Snow, playing Corny Collins." The brunette boy grinned around at everyone, and the applause definitely got more agreeable.
"And last, but certainly not least, the hostess of The Corny Collins Show on Negro Day, who is known as 'Motormouth' Maybelle, is Stella Laris!" The blonde girl kissed her palm and waved her arm in one big swooping motion as she walked to join the group in front of Ms. Cooper.
"Now, there isn't all that much to discuss right now, but in order for this to start off with a bang, we're going to have daily after-school rehearsals and some weekend rehearsals. It is import-"
At this time the door to the drama room slammed open, revealing a burgundy-haired male with pale skin and violet eyes. "Oh, my God," Bloom muttered, her face flushing from embarrassment.
"—important that you not be late. Mr. Peters, how nice of you to join us. Mind explaining why you're late?" Ms. Cooper finished, causing quite a few people to stifle laughs.
"Didn't think I'd make it," the male muttered, causing Bloom to roll her eyes.
"Didn't want to make it is more like it," she muttered beneath her breath, causing Flora to laugh and Ms. Cooper to glance at her with her lips twitching.
"Mh, well, you did. So no more arriving late. Is that clear?" the black-haired teacher inquired, though it was more of an order.
"Yes, ma'am," the boy muttered in response. When he just stood there, his sister spoke up.
"Riven, sit down somewhere. The meeting's almost over," Bloom sighed, her face still lightly flushed. Riven spared a glance at her before moving to do as she had said.
"Now, tomorrow is going to be our first rehearsal but not technically. We still have a few things to do before we actually start rehearsing. However, I would appreciate it if you could get your parents and siblings who are partaking in the musical to join us here as well. If they can't, we'll discuss it after the meeting. You may go now. Be in here tomorrow by 4 p.m.!" the teacher called as an after-thought as everyone started filing out the door. "Bloom, make sure your brother gets here."
"I will, Ms. Cooper. I'm sorry he interrupted you," Bloom answered, giving the woman a small smile.
"Don't worry about it," Ms. Cooper responded with a wink. "I'll see you tomorrow." The girls waved to her as she returned to the office portion of her room.
"What now?" Stella sighed, looking at her two friends.
"Well, as much as I'd love to find out what's with Flora and Helia... Now we go and head home. I have to talk to my parents, and remember who my ride is for today," Bloom answered the blonde. The trio shared a moment of laughter before Bloom's name was called in impatience. "See you tomorrow."
And with that, she and her brother joined each other in their mutual and comfortable silence on their short way home.
So~ that's the first chapter. It's a lot longer than my usual firsts, ne? I was proud of myself, but hey, that's just me being, well, me.
And yes, I purposely made it to where Bloom didn't check for Riven's name. I didn't want to give away anything before the end. So, first relatives down. Only one more to go. And that will either be revealed in the next chapter or the one after that. If anyone's wondering, the next one will pretty much be in Sky's view. Just a heads-up. ;)
Hope you enjoyed~ Sarah and I would really like to start seeing some reviews, if possible. And if you haven't figured it out, it's rated "T" for the cussing and, well, sexual references. But they're teenagers, jeez. In the show they act like freakin' 10-year-olds, but they won't here. 'Kay? Well, see ya soon for the next installment!
~-=+The Dynamic Duo+=-~