"So...sushi? Or Ramen?" Stevie Rae asked as she Connie and Ember scanned the various restaurants in the City of Magix.
"Sushi, please!" Ember begged. After much arguments, the girls decided to head over to the sushi shop, to Ember's excitement.
"I can't wait for the opening ball! Prep starts tomorrow," Connie struggled with her chopsticks.
"I just want to see the cute boys," Ember smirked and waved at a boy near their table, as if to prove a point.
"Are they inviting the witches this year?" Stevie Rae asked, hoping for a no.
"Yup, the last time they weren't invited they cursed the gifts from Red Fountain. I don't think Faragonda would want that again," Iris and Emily had entered the restaurant and made their way over to the trio's table.
"Did you leave Elera alone? I don't want her to dump shit in my closet," Ember groaned, showing obvious dislike to the girl. Emily rolled her eyes.
"She was gone by the time we came back from the welcome shower."
"How was it?" Stevie Rae leaned forward. She's heard many things about Alfea's welcome showers and preferred not to go.
"Boring as hell. They lost their taste," Iris sighed as she and Emily pulled up two chairs from a nearby table, beckoning a waiter.
Elera stuffed her hands into her pockets as she walked through the endless maze of alleys in the city. She didn't even know why she was attending Alfea. If it wasn't the cheapest way to train her powers, she would have left by now. It also didn't help that she was stuck rooming with five annoying, nosy bitches.
"Oh girls, look what we have here! A witchy-wannabe," a voice laughed. Elera rolled her eyes and kept walking, but a figure tripped her. She hit the ground face-first. Rolling over she got a good look of the witch who tripped her.
The witch was extremely tall, but that could be due to the eight inch scarlet pumps that she was wearing. Her hip-length sandy brown hair was in a tight braid, showing off her angled cheekbones. Her clothes consisted of a scarlet red off-the-shoulder top with a black spaghetti strap top under it and dark blue jeans shorts with black belt and round shaped buckle. Her grey eyes were narrowed to slits and a smirk played on her lips.
Elera snarled and pushed herself off of the dusty ground, her eyes flashing a dangerous red. She began to throw a punch, but another voice stopped her.
"Oh I wouldn't do that sweetheart," the ground rumbled beneath her and Elera collapsed again.
"Impeccable timing, Jemina," the first witch smiled.
"Of course, sweetie. Now what do we have here," the girls began to circle Elera. This time, Elera could get a good look at her second attacker. Her voluminous black hair spilled out from under a sleeveless black hoodie, with an olive shirt with the number 7 written on it, underneath. Her black skinny jeans were like a second skin and her converse were dusty. The witch, Jemina, had a chubby face and almond shaped violet eyes. She looked like the kind of girl Elera would befriend.
Jemina bent down and lifted Elera's chin. She tried to move but her jaw stayed firmly locked in the ebony-haired girl's hand. Elera cast a glance over to the other witch. Her eyes were bright red. She's a blood bender! Well...two can play at this game. Elera focused her eyes on Jemina. The witch was striking.
Elera's eyes glowed a very bright blue and all of a sudden, Jemina erupted into tears.
"M-moira? What's she d-doing?" Jemina backed away from a smirking Elera. Moira, as Jemina had called her gasped. So the wannabe is a mood controller. How nice. Moira advanced on Elera but suddenly felt a burning hatred for Jemina and vice versa. Jemina slitted her eyes and threw her hand against the ground. Moira felt a shock go up her system and then collapsed. Jemina gasped and crawled over to her friend. Elera took the moment. She dramatically picked herself off of the ground, the two witches watching her in fear. A red light engulfed her and when the mist cleared, she was a fairy.
She was wearing a tight black mini-dress with a corset top. Her thin legs were covered by a pale red stockings and bright red knee high boots. Her hair was the same, but her bands were clipped away from her face, making her tear drop shaped birthmark visible. The wings were tiny, as she was still a first year, but they glowed a pale red.
"Now where were we?" Elera grinned landing on the ground.
"Right here," another voice said. Elera groaned. How much witches did she have to fight? She spun to see a third witch, suspended in the air, grinning like she was crazy.
Her dark eyes glowed purple and her violet bob cut rustled in the breeze. She wore a white pant and a purple top, with black army boots. In her tiny hand glowed a ball of black fire. She tossed it at Elera. The fire caught the fairy in the gut and sent her sailing. She crashed on the wall behind her and groaned and she sunk downwards.
"I was beginning to think that you weren't coming," Jemina laughed as the witch pulled her and Moira off of the ground.
"Alice never disappoints, babe," the witch winked. She turned to Elera, holding another ball of fire.
"Time to finish this shit off and head to a club," she aimed.
"I think you need to re-schedule," five figures landed in front of Elera.
Stevie Rae was at the head of the battalion. Her green one armed top left her left arm bare, showing a green dragon circling it. She wore green shorts with a purple belt and green ankle boots. Purple knitted stockings framed her olive toned legs and her brown hair was tipped with bright red. Her wings glowed purple.
Constance was on the right of Stevie Rae. She wore a simple blue spaghetti strap dress, light blue platform heels and pale blue silk stockings. Her brunette hair was loose and wavy, blowing up in the wind. Her wings shone blue.
Emily was next to Constance. Her brown hair was straight and sleek. She wore a white top with fur around the chest area and on the hem of the elbow length sleeves. Her white skirt was also hemmed with fur and the snow white stocking made her already pale skin look even paler. Her white army boots weren't laced and loose. Her wings were glowing white.
On Stevie Rae's right was Ember. Her orange top covered her arms and the three-quarter orange pants clung to her skin. Underneath the pants were coral stockings and then orange ballet flats. Her blond hair was tied in a high ponytail and the tie was a flower. Her wings glowed pink.
Next to Ember was Iris, Elera's dreaded roommate. She wore a light pink of the shoulder top that from the middle changes into a rainbow colored strap which covers her bellybutton and then into a pink and wavy skirt again. Underneath the skirt she wears rainbow colored stockings and pink pumps. Her wings are glowed gold. Her bright cherry hair was in a loose bun with a few curls hanging down her neck.
"Ready to get this party started?" Stevie Rae smirked.
The witches were gone, finally. Iris picked herself off the floor and wiped the dust off of her. Stevie Rae helped Emily and Connie off of the boxes they had fallen on and Ember was flying around, making sure the witches weren't coming back. Elera grunted as she lifted herself off of the same spot she had been in. Her red eyes changed to pale red. She was upset.
"A thank you would be nice," Ember landed.
"Why?"
"Because we just saved your ass."
"I had it under control," Elera spat. Her eyes became bright red again. The girls looked at her.
"Under control? They would have killed you!" Iris folded her arms.
"If you hadn't interfered, I would have damaged them!" Elera shouted. Ember scoffed.
"Next time, we'll leave you for the dead," she rolled her eyes, taking off in the direction of Alfea. Connie and Emily followed after her. Iris gave her roommate a sympathetic look before taking off after them. Only Stevie Rae remained.
"I've dealt with people like you before," she said.
"What?"
"People who're angry with the world."
"I'm not-"
"I've done it so much times that I'm used to it."
"Done what?"
"Showed them what they're missing out on."
"I don't miss anything."
"Admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery," Stevie Rae muttered loud enough for Elera to hear before taking off.
And in the shadows of the night, Elera smiled.