Chapter One

Every single time Bloom stepped foot on Alfea's grounds was the same; students flocked to her side, chatting rapidly to both Bloom herself and their peers, questions flew left and right ranging from where the red-head got the shoes she was sporting to details about latest with Sky. Dear Dragon! It was irritating!

There was a part of Bloom that longed to extend out her hands and coat them in thick flames to scare away the bright bambi eyed fairies, for them to run away from her and with any luck leave her alone. For the questions and prying to stop. And moreover be treated as a normal person.

At the back of her mind she compelled doing such, but she digressed. Such actions are improper for a fairy, never mind a princess. At least that is what Faragonda would more likely than not say.

With a sigh and shrug of the shoulders, Bloom found herself straighten and a plastic smile forced its way across her mug. With a girlish giggle she beamed at her fellow fairies, "It's so nice to see you all…yes, things are great with Sky…no, we haven't gone out in a while, he is busy training…" And on the questions went.

And continued on, as the moments passed by not only did more questions fly in Bloom's direction, but the crowd started to grow and grow as more students yearned for a chance meeting with the legendary keeper of the Dragon's Flame.

Bloom felt small drops of sweat drop onto her brows which now knit together. She tried to speak out, to calm the overly hyper students, but nevertheless her voice was lost in the sea of voices.

"That's enough! Leave her alone!" A voice, stern and irritated, cut through the chatter. Slowly the voices began to lower and students stepped out of the way making way for the speaker to make herself seen. Bloom froze, her eyes locked in the direction of the voice. The red-head made a slightly face as she questioned herself who it was acting as her savoir.

The only name that stuck out in her mind was that of Griselda, the school's second in command, and perhaps one of the very few on the campus who wasn't counted as a fan of Bloom's. Bloom found herself taking a more defensive pose, her stance firm, arms at sides ready to fight and head titled upward, if there was one thing Griselda disliked was a weak fairy. And Bloom was not that.

Needless to say when her gaze feel on the speaker her jaw dropped ever so slightly. After a few blinks of the eyes, Bloom was able to focus on the fairy before her. Roxy.

The pink-headed teen had her hands on her hips, her own eyes narrowed as she shot a few ashamed looks at her classmates. "Guys, I get your all excited to see her but come on! Give her some room, she just got back and needs some space."

With a new mummers, looks of dismay and shakes of the head the crowd started to flitter out leaving Roxy alone and face to face with her senior.

Bloom's hand fell to the back of her neck, her cheeks started to flair nervously as she rubbed her neck. Even though she found herself grateful for Roxy's aid, it was somewhat embarrassing to have a third-year save her. But it was Roxy, the girl was like a kid-sister. And she did love Roxy as such, because every time she seen Roxy she was able to see a part of herself she had lost in the shuffle of life. "Thanks, Roxy."

Roxy nodded her head, shoving her hands into her jean's pockets. "No problem," Her gaze fell off Bloom and refocused in a few of the girls who had been crowding the Domino princess. She released a sigh as she watched them giggle and squeal. Freshman. She quickly decided. After pushing back a few lose strands of her hair she turned back to Bloom. "It seems like every year the new fairies get more…crazed."

Bloom's hand flew to her mouth as she laughed lightly, prompting a strange look from Roxy. "Sorry, it's true, though. But also kind of funny, look at you talking like a senior fairy."

Roxy flashed a grin, her cheeks burned lightly. A fact that was much more apparent on her due to her lighter skin tone. "Yeah. It really is crazy, I mean only a few years ago I was working at the Fruttie Music Bar and trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life after high school back on Earth…"

"And then we came along and disrupted everything."

Roxy nodded, "I don't regret it, for the record that is." She paused, her eyes feel down along with locks of her hair that covered her face like a shield. "At the time I did, all I wanted to be was normal- fairies, magic, it was all crazy. But now-now everything seems so clear. Like the writing was always on the walls, ya know?"

Bloom nodded, she knew Roxy well. After all you don't go through life and death together with someone and end up not knowing them after the fact. But this was a bit odd, it wasn't quite like Roxy to act so serious.

Roxy raised her head, "Kind of funny just how apparent it was all along. Kind of wish I had opened my eyes to it all sooner, sure would have made you and rest of the girl's lives easier. Coming to Alfea probably was one of the best things I could have done, ever."

"I'm glad to hear that Roxy, being a fairy isn't someone everyone, even people raised here their entire lives, can take on. But you have, you are an incredible fairy, and great things are ahead for you."

"Aawww!" Roxy rushed over towards Bloom and flung her arms around her mentor and gave her a squeeze. "Thanks, Bloom. That means a lot coming from you…I hope someday I can become a great guardian like you."

If only I was Roxy…you don't want to be like me…

Slowly Roxy pulled away, a smile adored her face. "So how is the new mission going? I mean I don't know much other than a new enemy is about, but that is about it."

Bloom's expression firmed, "It's more complicated than some of the others we have faced. These guys…they have some tricks up their selves we haven't encounter before."

Roxy titled her head, she couldn't help but to be concerned. Between Bloom's tone, a mush of concern and uncertainty, and the little information she was proving it was hard for Roxy to get a read on the mission. "I know you girls will do whatever it takes to restore peace." She flashed a look of determination that she hoped would be contagious. "You all can do anything, I know everything will work out."

Before Bloom could respond, something caught Roxy's attention. Her hand flew to her forehead, "Oh man! I hate to cut things short, Bloom. But I promised I would help my roommate with something."

"That's fine, go. We'll chat later." Bloom called out as she watched Roxy run into the forest. Her gaze continued to follow the Earth fairy until she was out of sight, once out of her line of vision. Bloom found her posture slouch. It was great that Roxy did admire her, and she was flattered, really. But it prompted a gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach. Because if Roxy knew even a fraction of the things that ran though Bloom's mind there wasn't a question that her outlook would change.

And out of all the younger fairies that flocked to her, Roxy was the only one with an opinion on her that mattered.

Authoress' Notes: Rebellion is serving as a extremely AU work to season seven. Yes, I know that season seven has been released. No, I am not following it and thus I am paying no mind to what happens in that regards and none of it will play a hand in this story.