Chapter 02:

"This is Musa" Mrs. Branch said.

"H.i." I uttered.

"Flora and Nabu are our new neighbor, Musa" her mother told her.

She stared at me with complicating expression. I didn't have enough courage to face her. I tried to breathe normally.

"You are Flora, right?" she asked. I could feel some delectation in her voice.

"Y.e.a.h." I stammered.

"Long time no see you, fat girl" Musa laughed.

Then, mom, Nabu and Mrs. Branch bursted out laughing.

"W.a.i.t…I'm not the fat girl anymore." I said.

"Are you sure? You are even bigger than before" She said, trying to hold her laughter.

"WHAT?" I cried out.

"Come on Flora, don't act as if you are not" Nabu wiped his tears due to laughing too hard.

I looked at myself. I was sweating and shivering. What's wrong with me? Where was my small belly? Where were my skinny legs? Oh my. I could only see me wearing oversized clothes. My belly was huge, and so were my arms and legs. I touched my face. It was no longer a thin face. Instead, my face was very big and fat. My body must have been very bulky.

I tried to cover my ears to ignore everyone else's laughter. However, I still heard it getting louder. This feeling was so dizzy. Suddenly, everything in front of my eyes went black.


"Flora, can you hear me?" I heard Nabu's voice.

I slowly opened my eyes with tiredness. I was lying in a bed. I guessed I was in my room then.

"You finally wake up. You got me and mom really worry about you" Nabu stroked my forehead.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked.

"You suddenly fainted when Mrs. Branch was introducing Musa. The doctor said that you didn't support enough water for your body." Nabu said.

"I see. How did I get in here?" I sat up.

"Of course not by magic. I carried you" Nabu chuckled.

"You make me feel so vulnerable" I smiled.

"I prefer to hear Thank you Mr. Handsome" Nabu teased.

"Oh yeah. I forgot it. Thank you, big bro." I giggled.

I used my hand to fix my hair. Oh, it was not chubby anymore. I gazed at my slender fingers. I believed the conversation with Musa was a dream. I hoped she didn't recognize me.

"Is there something wrong, Flo?" Nabu asked.

"No, nothing at all." I put a smile on my face.

"Good. I have to unpack. You should get some rest now." Nabu stood up.

"Okay, I will." I giggled.

Nabu closed my room's door leaving me alone. I looked around me. My bedroom's walls were covered in pink. They were painted with some dark floral pattern at the corner. I realized that my room was kind of big. It had 2 windows and a door that all painted in white, a desk, a medium closet and a bookshelf. Oh, I even had a bathroom of my own. Awesome! Boxes and things were disordered everywhere in the room. Overall, if I organized everything in their place, my room would be perfect for a teenage girl. My mom must have spent a lot of time to decorate my room. I had to tell mom that I really appreciated what she had done for me when I met her.

I threw back the cover and got out of the bed. I decided to unpack my stuffs. I placed my clothes and accessories in the closet. I loved to collect things such as necklaces, earrings or bracelets. Therefore, I had various kind of accessories. Next, I placed all of my books on the shelves. Books had been friends with me for such a long time. I often read books when I was sad. They help me not think about my sadness and cruel truths. Most of my books are romantic novels. Well, I could say I loved reading romantic stories. People used to say that girls who loved reading novels were usually very romantic. I wondered if it was correct since I was kind of alone. Anyway, I still preferred being single. I continued my work as I put some souvenirs on the top shelf for decoration. I placed my study stuffs on the desk. I even put a flower pot that always helped me release the stress. Light came from the window in front of my desk lightened my study place. I loved how mom arranged the furniture.

I recognized there was a standing mirror near my closet. I stepped closer to it to fix my hair. I had dyed it light brown. My natural color of my hair was dark brown like Nabu's. I even dyed my bangs blonde. I had a general look at myself. I saw a familiar but strange girl in the mirror. Time passed by, things had changed. So had I. I used to be ashamed of myself. I hated looking in the mirror. However, when I got thinner, I couldn't help but enjoy gazing at my body. Oh, I should stop contemplating myself. I sound so arrogant.

I spent three hours unpacking my stuffs. When I finished, it was almost 2 p.m. I went to Nabu's room. His room was at the other end of my house corridor.

"Hi Nabu. Have you done?" I stood outside his door.

"I still have few things but I can settle them later" Nabu said.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"I totally forgot about that. Let's go downstairs" Nabu dragged me.

Mom was at work. Therefore, we had lunch just the two of us, as usual. We talked while eating.

"Have you felt any better?" Nabu asked.

"Yeah, a lot better now." I said. "Hey Nabu, when I fainted, did Musa say something?"

"No. She stood quietly watching me carrying you in" Nabu shrugged.

"I see" I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she did not recognize me.

"You know her?" Nabu raised his eyebrows.

"No" I lied.


I opened my house's mailbox and took out the letters. I checked them if there was any for me.

"Good morning, Flora" I heard a girl's voice.

I turned around and realized Musa walking toward me.

"Good morning, Musa" I replied nicely.

Following her was a group of girls. Familiar faces. I would never forget those faces until the day I die.

"Musa, this is your new neighbor?" the blonde girl said. The most annoying girl in my childhood whose name is Stella.

"Yes. She is kinda pretty, isn't she? Her name is Flora" she said referring to me.

"This is Bloom, Tecna, Stella and Layla" Musa pointed at the Winx.

I didn't notice there was another girl. I hadn't seen this girl before. She must have been a new member.

"Hi" I politely said. I believed they did not recognized that they were talking to the miserable girl whom they used to bull.

The girls greeted me back.

"We are heading to the beach. Wanna join?" Bloom said.

In my dreams, I would never think the Winx want me to hang out with them. What should I say? They seemed to be really nice. Maybe they had changed. Furthermore, they didn't know I was the one they used to make fun of. It's worth a try to have some fun.

"Oh..okay" I replied with hesitating.

"That's cool. Let's go" Stella exclaimed.

Because I hadn't bought any swim suit yet, I wore a simple white tank top, a pair of short jeans and flip flops.

Stella drove us to the beach. There's nothing more awesome than spending summer mornings at the beach. We played volleyball for a while.

While the girls enjoyed the water, I and Musa wanted to eat something cold, so we decided to buy some.

"I want strawberry, please." I told the ice cream seller.

"I want to have chocolate flavor." Musa said.

The seller gave us two ice cream cones which were both strawberry flavor.

"I'm sorry, but I asked for chocolate." Musa mouthed.

"My bad. This one is yours." the seller gave her another one.

We headed back to where the girls were waiting for us.

"You seem to hate strawberry, huh?" I asked.

"I don't hate it. I'm just allergic to it." Musa shrugged.

"Oh. That's bad." I said.

"It doesn't bother me at all. By the way, me and the girls, we think you are cool. We are going to have to a sleepover at my house tonight. We don't know if you would like to join" Musa exclaimed.

For the second time in my life, I didn't believe in what I had heard.

"Tonight? That's great. I'd love to" I smiled.

This was not the first time I had ever gone to a sleepover. It was just that I never thought the Winx, my horrible nightmares, would like to be friends with me. I guessed they all had changed. Everybody always has a change to fix their mistakes, right?

When we reached Musa's house, it was about 5 p.m. I decided to come home to take a shower and change my clothes, then said goodbye to mom and Nabu. I even brought the girls some cupcakes which I made. I believed they would love them.

"Awe. These cupcakes look delicious." Musa mouthed.

"You made these all by yourself? You have to show me." Bloom said.

"It is really easy." I smiled. Wasn't it nice when everybody was appreciated your work?

We made the dinner and had it together. I felt so happy, happier than ever.

After the dinner, we washed all the dishes and headed to Musa's room. I noticed that we were the only ones in the house.

"Where are your parents and your brother?" I asked Musa as we settled down.

"Oh, my parents have gone to the countryside. My brother is traveling with his gang." Musa said while she was lying on the floor, holding a pillow next to Layla.

"Why don't you go with them?" I sat down next to her.

"It's a boys' trip, so we have to stay home" Musa shrugged.

"Mentioning the boys, I miss them so bad" Stella exclaimed.

"Don't be ridiculous. We all know that you only miss your Brandon" Tecna said.

"You know me so well, Tecna" Stella grinned.

"Who's Brandon?" I asked.

"He is Stella's boyfriend, who is also Helia's friend" Bloom said.

"Who is Helia?" I questioned.

"You don't know your neighbor's name? He is Musa's brother." Bloom giggled.

"Hey guy! Look at this new trend. I have to buy it tomorrow." Stella yelled. She pointed at a dress in a fashion magazine.

We gathered around her and looked at it.

"Serious, Stel? Green is so not your color. You should consider what suits you. Stop looking for hot trends" Musa said.

"I can't agree with her more. I think you are kind of shopaholic." Tecna shrugged.

"No, I am not." Stella yelled.

"Who bought 5 dresses last month but never wore them?" Layla giggled.

"They look perfect for my...closet." Stella said.

"Just admit it. You are a shopaholic." Musa laughed.

"MUSAAAA!" Stella yelled at the top of her lungs, then threw a pillow at Musa.

"Okay, stop making fun of our shopaholic" Layla grinned.

Stella gave her a death glare. The girls and I all laughed at Stella's action.

"Let's talk about something else" Layla said.

She stood up and walked to Musa's bookshelf. She looked at the books and pointed her finger at one.

"What is this?" Layla asked.

"It's the old Winx's diary in our junior high school" Musa said.

Did she just said the old Winx's diary? All of a sudden, I began shivering.

"You girls wrote a group diary?" Layla raised her eyebrows.

"It was nothing much. Just some crazy stuffs about boys, girls, haters" Tecna uttered.

"I haven't seen it for a long time. Let's read it, Layla" Bloom said.

Oh no, please don't, Layla, please. I bet they must have written a lot about me, the horrible me. I don't want to be found out that I was the fat girl.

My throat was dry and my tongue was tied. I couldn't be able to say a word.

"Yeah. I wonder how was the Winx when I was not a member yet." Layla giggled.

My life is done now. They will discover that the fat girl is me, and they will continue bullying me. How am I supposed to survive?

The girls gathered around Layla, who was holding the diary.

"Come here, Flora. Let's read this together" Layla smiled.

I nodded and slowly moved. I never wanted to watch my death book. Unfortunately, I had no choice.

Layla slowly turned the pages.

"I don't remember writing about Krystal." Musa frowned.

"She was Helia ex-girlfriend. You hated her a lot, remember?" Bloom said.

"Yeah, I remember now. I still hate her. She will never be good enough for my brother." Musa mouthed.

They kept talking and talking. I hardly spoke. My mind was concentrating on the diary, waiting for my name to be spoken out.

"Who is this girl?" Layla pointed at the page.

My heart dropped a beat. I held my breath.

"I don't remember her name" Bloom frowned.

"Her name was something like Nora or Cora. I can't remember" Tecna said.

Oh gosh, even the smart girl couldn't remember.

"Well, it is kinda strange when you called her pig, fat a**, huge butt, and even some bad words which I would not say out loud." Layla said.

"She deserved those names. She was ugly and stupid" Stella whined.

"She was so clumsy, too. We were very annoyed with her presence." Musa frowned.

"She tried to kill herself once, but she was taken to the hospital in time. Then, she moved away. We haven't seen her since that." Bloom shrugged.

"I still hate her now. We were blamed for her suicide. It was sooooo ridiculous. She wanted to kill herself and we got accused. Does is sound sensible?" Musa whined.

They thought that being blamed for my suicide was unfair?

"I want to slap her face. I will do it the next time I see her" Stella hissed.

Those word sharply slapped me in my heart.

"Calm down, girls. Let the past go. It is quite late now. Let's go to sleep" Layla closed the diary and put it back on the shelf.

That night, I couldn't sleep. After two years, what I had been afraid of truly came back. My enemies whom I thought they would be my friends torn my heart again. I stayed awake and gazed at the girls in hazy light from the sleeping lamps. Their faces looked so pretty and innocent. However, their souls were not. What if I had died? They would be glad and happy, wouldn't they? I touched my cheek and remembered what Stella had said. I will slap her face the next time I see her. Those words kept echoing in my mind. After all, I always had to be the only one to get hurt? That's so unfair. How could I let the past go like Layla said? All of a sudden, an idea came across my mind. I had been suffered many tortures and pains. They had to receive what they had done to me. I gotta do something to gain my justice back.

The game is on. Wait and see, Winx.


Hello my dear readers, I'm quite sure you guys think that Helia is Flora's neighbor before this chapter, right? (Due to the blue haired mother, we all assume that). In my opinion, Musa is better to be the main character than Flora since she has a strong personality while Flora has always been a very nice and sweet girl. Well, I will try to create another image of Flora in this story. I hope you like it :)