Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club nor it's characters.

-WOW! I haven't updated this story for quite awhile. I've been extra busy with college and stuff and so updating was really...slow for me. Anyways, I've written this chapter just before August, which was approx. at the time being six thousand words.

-A note I should say for this chapter: I never really liked how the payback for the Trix is when they received that duck (I honestly kind hoped that they would be spelled by the Winx as their payback). Also for the point rewarding, it won't be given on the same night, but the very next day...if you're wondering about that.

-One more thing, Bloom and Brandon are just simply friends and there's a highly 50% chance that they might not end up together (for many reasons why).

-Honestly don't know when the next update will be, it could be a long while...

-Hope you would enjoy this chapter! ;)

Chapter 3: Alfea College For Fairies

The sun was rising up into the sky, brightening the new day. Bloom was walking along with her friends down the halls to their new classes on the first day. Bloom wondered how was it going to feel like since this wasn't like a normal school since it is magical. Though, she was feeling a bit anxious and nervous about the first day of class.

Will she fail in her magic experiments? What if she had to demonstrate her magic...and it didn't work well, just like back on Earth when Stella gave her such a simple exercise but to her it felt like it was a very complicated thing to do. She could be the next clown class for all she knew. How embarrassing it would feel for her to experience on her very first day?

"Bloom are you nervous?" Stella asked, as they were making their way to class.

"A little."

"Come on, you shouldn't be. You'll do just fine." Flora had reassured her friend that everything would be fine, that she shouldn't be worried about a thing, since most fairies don't usually master spells on the very first day.

As the door of the classroom had opened up, many students had swarmed right in. Bloom was looking all around the classroom, there was like about forty-five desks in the classroom. The classroom setting reminder of her high-school back in Gardenia, but with fewer seats and the difference was...this was magical class learning about spells that she would eventually use later on in life.

She took the desk in the middle, besides Stella who was looking at her colored nails and in front of the class was hung one giant blackboard, and a medium sized desk where the teacher would be discussing about today's lecture. Though, the jabbering had filled the entire room with gossip, about the latest new trends or the gala's they would ought to attend together and so on...

Bloom had probably assumed that the professor was running a bit late since there was no professor in the room, but then she noticed a small little leprechaun that just now was sitting on the table, looking at the students. But she hadn't seen him sitting on the desk from before...did he just magically appear on the desk?

Once everyone had saw the small professor sitting on the desk, just looking at them until they're done gossiping on whatever it is. The gossiping had died out and the students's were focusing on the small leprechaun that was sitting on the desk.

"Well, good morning everyone...I assume you're all well rested for today's exercise. I'm professor Wizgiz and I'll be your instructor for the rest of the semester," he paused as he noticed a student had her hand raised, and glanced in the direction of the student with long black loose down in curls, "yes, the one in the pink dress."

"Um...when did you get here? I didn't even see you walk in," the student had asked out of curiosity, since no one had really seen him walk into the room. He had just suddenly appeared on the desk.

"Good question, let me show ya all." Professor Wizgiz had shift-shaped into a small little white-haired mouse as the most of the girls in room almost shrieked of seeing their professor is a small mouse, then he had shifted back to his old-self again.

Bloom was stunned that the professor had shape-shifted into a different form. She was still trying to process that into her mind.

Shape-shift? Taking a different form?

She didn't even think that was even possible by using magic. It seems to her that she was going to learn lots of interesting things this year all about magic.

"I was here the entire time, observing the new students," he explained to the students. The students looked at one another wondering what they were possible going to learn from him who had shape-shifted into a mouse. They almost looked horrified if he would ask them to turn themselves into a mouse.

"I'm a professor of metamorphosis, and I'll be helping each one of you change during the semester."

Professor Wizgiz and transformed into Griselda, "and for this class you'll learn all about changing, and there will be many exams, and quizzes and if you fail one, surely you'll be sentenced to one week of detention and study." the tone of his voice and attitude had matched Griselda completely...if was like you couldn't tell the difference as she or professor Wizgiz was looking at them with a stern look. A familiar stern look of Griselda's.

Soon he had changed back to his original form, lightening up the tense mood that was surrounding the students's atmosphere as each one of them gazed at each other and soon smiled at Wizgiz.

"Oh, I'm not like Griselda, there would be no one week detention if you failed the test, but you're going to have to make up for it." He jumped off from the desk and pointed out with finger and summoned glass mirrors for the students.

"For today's exercise, we're going to do something simple - like changing your hair color or style."

Bloom grabbed the mirror and scanned the room to see what the other students were doing. Some one of them including Tecna were already changing their hair color in multi-colors, picking up fast past speed as they were changing from one color to the next. Some were even a bit slower, but still they were changing their hair colors and as for Stella, she was changing the looks of her hair into some weird design that she was thinking off, rather quickly.

Bloom grabbed the mirror that was floating in front of her. She took a deep breath as she gazed into the mirror deeply, trying to concentrate on changing the looks of her hair...but so far...her hair had floated up in the air, around her face, as the tips of her hair were fading from her rich colored red-hair to a very pale blond, almost bleached-like-color.

Well, at the very least she did something, which was better than nothing, right? She placed the mirror on the desk already looking silly enough that she didn't want to do any more damage to her hair especially if she didn't know how to reverse it back to normal.

Bloom sighed heavily as she could imagine that it would probably take her some time to change it back to the way it was. It was going to take her some time to pick up speed like her classmates whom were already getting the hang of it.

"Don't feel down at the very first try. If you don't succeed first, then try again and you'll eventually pick it up quite easily," as Bloom gave the professor a small smile.

Back at the dorm as Bloom was trying to reverse her hair...to go back to its former red color, but after many attempts of doing so...she had failed of changing her hair color back. She was going to look like a silly fairy who doesn't know how to change her hair color which was a simple exercise.

"Ugh!" she sighed as she leaned on the bed with her eyes closed. This wasn't how her first day that she had imagined it to be. Magic's hard. She had to settle for this hair style which she tried to reverse for about half an hour or so, or maybe even longer than that. She couldn't even tell how much time had passed by.

Maybe one of her friends could help her reversing it. Maybe there was a simple way of doing it? She heard the door opened to her room. It was Flora who was walking in, and she took a notice of Bloom's floating hair and the tips of her hair was sun-blond bleached.

"Um...what happened, Bloom?" Flora asked, slowly trying not to make her friend feel uncomfortable by any means. But...she defiantly needed help with changing her hair back to normal.

"I-I tried to change my hair color, but failed, epically," her voice shown disappointment as she pointed to her floating that was surrounding her face as she pushed it aside her face. "I don't know how to make it go back to normal! Can you tell me, what should I do?" the redheaded asked, fretting about her hair situation.

Flora had sat by friend, as she was observing Bloom's floating hair, "hmm, how about you start telling me how or what you're trying to do to change your hair color?"

"I don't know, all what I'm trying to do is to get my hair back to normal!" she said a bit frustrated, "I don't think I can change it."

Flora knew what was the problem from Bloom's tone of voice. She was forcing her hair to return to normal instead of letting her magic flow and think freely of changing her hair color. "Bloom," she placed a hand on the fairy's shoulder and looked into her blue eyes, "...I think your trying to force the change to happen."

"What? What do you mean force change?"

"Well, you have to let your magic and mind flow smoothly, as they way you desire it to be. Think about it, letting your magic flow easily without trying to...well...go against yourself. Magic is hard to learn, it requires discipline and time to get the hang of it," the fairy of nature explained to her, "...and don't stress yourself, too much Bloom. It's only the first day."

Before Bloom could say a word, Stella had walked right in Bloom and Flora's dorm. Her hazel eyes focused on the red-haired fairy's who's hairs is floating in mid-hair, and the tips of her hair was sun-blond bleached.

"Whoa! What happened to your hair?" she had asked, putting her blond hair behind her ear. "It's seems that your hair has been shocked by some kind of magic wave," she said, trying her best not to laugh at her best-friend...who's hair is floating in the hair.

Bloom had arched her brows at Stella's comment. "Great! Really! I look ridiculous!"

"Stella, come on lets cheer her up," Flora suggested as she narrowed her green eyes at her as Stella rolled her eyes. She brought the mirror as she examined her long blond hair before turning to Bloom. "You have to let your magic flow freely as you desire of what you want to change your hair color or style."

Stella's long blond hair was now in a long braid. "See. It's easy, but what you're trying to do is...forcing yourself to change the color of your hair. Why don't you let your imaginations flow freely?"

"I'll give it a try," she murmured in a low voice. She picked up the mirror and closed her eyes, and allowed her thoughts to take over. Once she had opened her eyes, she saw that her red-hair was back to normal with no bleached tips at the end of her red-hair.

She beamed at her two friends. "Thanks, it might take me a while to get use to it," she felt her cheeks flushed a bright red color - a bit embarrassed.

"Don't worry about a thing, Bloom. It's a normal thing, I mean compare to most fairies, since your magic is kind of rusty since you haven't used it in so long," the blond-haired princess explained.

On the other side of the forest, where barren trees had no single leaf on the tree, lies a frightful school for young witches. The sky was rather dark, and cold, and a single lightening had lit up the sky in a flash of sliver color as the rain had started to pour down harshly. The tower itself was massive and twisting dark structures of the towers making it seem more frightening.

Witches were already seated in rows, waiting for the headmistress to come up to the podium, though the chattering was quite loudly as they were already discussing some wicked things that they should do to make fairies miserable especially since they heard that Red-Fountain and Alfea were having their school dance this week and were debating about a perfect plan of what should they do.

Soon the chatter had died out once they saw an elder woman walk up to the podium. She had dark purple hair, and had very pale skin color almost like a ghost's, and rounded purple eyes that matched her flowing dress over her thin frame body.

"Good evening, young witches," her tone was dark and almost sinister like as she addressed the young witches with gleeful looks across their faces, but far off, there was three witches who'd looked that they looked like they were beyond board at this point since they basically already knew the rules of Cloud Tower. They didn't understand why she'd summoned the entire school from the very beginning.

The sliver-haired witch only grew annoyed as another few minutes had passed by. Patience was her thing, she would go directly down to business immediately without hesitating, which made her think that this is such a waste of her time, when instead she would be plotting to steal the ring of the blond haired princess and steal its power. But this...it was annoying as hell.

"I would rather brake a thousand rules right now to go after that damn ring than staying here and waste my time in here listening to something ridiculous," the silver-haired witch had began, braking the silence between her and her sisters who'd nodded in agreement.

"I don't understand why would headmistress Griffin would summon all of us," the one in the dark purple clothing had said as she was picking at her long dark nails - bored.

"Shh...you two," the silver-haired witch had began, as she was paying attention to what the headmistress was actually saying.

School Dance...was all what Icy heard. Something had intrigued her about the idea.

The two sisters looked at each other, wondering why she had shushed them? "A school dance? It's perfect! This is what we need!" her pale blue eyes gleamed in delight.

This would be very easy indeed. That Solarian princess would be waste her day entirely on choosing what dress she should wear to the dance and she would no longer be guarding her ring, which was perfect - prefect for her to go after the ring itself and steal it's power for once and for all.

"Icy, inform us please, what does a school dance has to do with taking the ring? All what's going to happen is the guys from Red-Fountain would come over and have a dance with the fairies or do mushy-gushy kind of stuff..." Darcy groaned, annoyed by the thought of fairies being with Red-Fountain guys.

"It's so silly, really. Why do fairies even bother with all the musy-gushy type of stuff?" Stormy commented, as she found this really ridiculous.

"Hmm...sisters this a perfect opportunity to get the ring from that fairy as she would be distracted by school dance...that she won't even know that we took the ring," she smiled at her two sisters quite wickedly.

"Maybe we'll get the chance to sabotage their dance as well and they all will be crying by the end of the night!"

"It's like taking a candy from a baby," Darcy's face held pure wickedness.

The next morning, the students were up and early - sitting in the dinner hall which was filled with chattering of the students's, but two students were missing. Stella wondered where was Flora and Bloom as she had noticed that they haven't arrived just yet.

"Has anyone seen Flora and Bloom?" Stella whispered to Tecna and Musa shook their head. "I haven't seen them," Tecna replied.

"I think they're still in...the..." though Musa had spotted Bloom and Flora who'd arrived a few minutes late.

"I see them!"

Bloom gazed all around the dinner hall, the long table that held about more than twenty students whom were having breakfast as Bloom assumed that their were plates filled with toast, fruits, and bunch of other things that she'd assumed it was similar to Earth's food. Flora and Bloom had taken their seats besides Stella.

"What took you two so long?" Stella had asked.

"It was kind of my fault. I've overslept," the red-haired fairy explained, trying to take her breath in.

"Ya, your only lucky that Griselda didn't catch the two of you coming late," the blue-haired girl said, as she took a sip from her warm tea.

"She doesn't seem to be a very nice person, though," Tecna commented, noting Griselda's attitude.

Slowly, Flora had noticed that headmistress had rose up from her chair and the chattering had soon died out as the headmistress had raised her glass and gently tapped the glass cup with the teaspoon to get the students's attention towards her.

"Good morning, young fairies," her tone was soft, and warm as she addressed the students and continued on, "well, as the tradition of every magic schools, in the honor of the new students attending the new year, there will be a First Year's School Dance tonight. Students from Red-Fountain and students of Alfea will gather here tonight as every year."

"Whoa-hoo!" the students cheered out in delight, already gossiping about who they'd go out with and what they should wear to tonight's special occasion. Or what kind of boys they would expect seeing: charming princes, strong heroes, a noble, and so on... What girl's every dreams are would happen tonight.

Silence, the headmistress is still speaking! Show her respect!" the brunette woman had said, as she clapped her hands together to get the students's attention once again. Though, Bloom had spotted her mother - with a shocked looked on her face - wondering why was her mother here. Shouldn't she be on Earth from yesterday? She was talking to the headmistress about something in particular. She should ask her later about it, though.

"Thank-you, Griselda. There will also be gift from the guest that older students had choose to give at the First Year's School Dance. All of you students have been selected a task to do on the list to prepare for tonight's event, and you'll be guided through it. I hope you would come with the most creative ideas, as I will reward each dorm with points or maybe a slip from detention class if ever you were late. Classes for the day is canceled! Get to work and make us proud," she smiled warmly at her students.

The students had cheered over the good news that they have received and it was only the second day. What else could be much better than that? They were going to have...a party tonight to celebrate the new coming students to Alfea.

The fellow Winx Club were walking down the halls of Alfea out into the court yard, as they were going to catch a bus that would drop them off in Magix City, with a list-of-do-things. Each one of them had a simple task to do. But first, they wanted to shop for their perfect gowns to wear for tonight's dance.

Stella was already planning on what kind of dress she should buy. But Bloom stopped once she heard her name being called out to her. She glanced in the direction where she had spotted her mother.

I wonder what does she want? she thought to herself, as she looked at her friends, "um, I'll be right back."

"Wait, where are you going?" Stella asked, as she saw her friend took off, but paused as she looked at her, "I'll just be right back, won't take me more than five minutes. Just wait for me."

"Hmm, I wonder what was that all about?" Tecna stated out of curiosity.

Bloom approached the headmistress and her mother, wondering why was her mother here still? She noticed the friendly warm smile on their faces. Was their more secrets that she didn't know about?

"Um...why did you call me here?" the redhead asked, her hands were both together as she glanced at both of the woman.

"Right, before you'd go off with your friends, I wanted to give you this," her mother said, as she pulled out a credit-card from her purse as she handed it to her daughter. Bloom looked at her mother in confusion. She wondered if she was able to purse things off a credit-card like back on Earth, though with a budget limit.

"Why don't you buy yourself a nice dress, darling," her mother smiled at her as the redhead took the card from her mother.

"Is there anything I should look out for - like a budget limit?" Bloom asked, as her mother shook her head as she responded with a no. Bloom arched her brows at her mother when she told her no budget limit.

Okay, this must be a dream! she thought.

Most of the time, when Bloom wants to purchase things, there was a limit to what kind of things she should buy, but now her mother was giving her unlimited amount, which was strange and a bit odd to her.

Was her mother okay about it? She kept looking at the card as if though there was something fishy - suspicious - going on here that she didn't know about.

"Wait, shouldn't you like be on Earth?" she asked her mother, before she decides to change the subject on why she was here.

"I'd asked your mother to teach here," the headmistress explained and continued on, "she was one of the most talented fairies in all of Alfea." Bloom took a quick glance at her mother, who'd had a faint blush across her face.

"Indeed I was," Marion muttered more to herself, but still Bloom had heard it.

"...And I know your going to be just like your mother. It's in your blood," she smiled at Bloom noticing her flushed color. "Hopefully, I would be."

So again back to what the headmistress had told Bloom, she looked at her mother, "so you're going to teach here?" she said, almost in a whisper, but her tone sounded like she was worried about the idea. She remembered a few years back in...when she was in middle school...she had a close friend, who's mother was a teacher, everyone had later on...had called her the teacher's pet and began to give her rude comments and so on. She didn't want to end up like that close friend of hers that she couldn't quite recall entirely.

"Yes, and I'm going to help you with your magic, but for now why don't you run along, and don't worry about the cost of the dress. Chose the one that you really love and I want to see that dress once you come back." Marion said, before her daughter could ask any more questions.

She gave her mother a hug, and thanked her for giving her money to buy herself a dress. She watched her daughter as she headed back to her friends.

The bus had stopped in Magix City, as the bunch of Alfea students stepped out of the bus onto the sidewalk, each of them heading in different directions. As the Winx girls were walking in Magix, the fairy of the sun and moon had suddenly stopped walking, as if she couldn't move from her place.

She was looking at a particular dress that caught her eyes.

"Hello, anyone home?" Musa waved a hand in front of Stella - who was in a complete day dream over something.

Bloom observed her friend as if...she wasn't here, like she was in an alternate reality.

The red-haired fairy exactly knew what was going on in Stella's mind, as Stella was looking at the beautiful long orange dress that seemed as if it was calling out to her. Stella had placed her two hands on the glass of the shop's. She wanted this dress. She needed it. She is going to wear it tonight. This dress was calling out to her...buy me...please...

She gazed back at her friends, and grabbed Bloom's arm and led her inside the shop. "That dress is calling out to me! I need to buy!" her voice filled with complete eagerness. The rest had chuckled at Stella's expression towards the dress and followed her straight inside of the store.

She tried the dress on in the fitting room, and walked out when she had the dress on - hoping that her friends would love the dress as much as she has. This dress was...simply breathtaking. She loved it completely. It was a perfect fit on her slender figure.

She looked at her friends who'd given her a thumps up, agreeing to the orange dress. Bloom noticed that the rest of the Winx headed off to look for their own dresses. Though, she had wanted to ask them about something in particular, maybe she would ask them later about it.

Bloom headed out to find her own dress. As in search of a dress, she saw a beautiful blue-navy dress with gloves on each side of the arm and the length of it had reached the floor. It was beautiful, probably the perfect dress that she seen throughout the entire store.

"It's perfect!" she mumbled as she grabbed the dress, and now what she needed was the perfect shoes that would go with the dress.

Musa headed into a CD shop where they sold the latest songs that she is going to buy and play it for tonight's First Year School's Dance. Flora had bought the decorations that was needed to decorate the halls of Alfea with flowers and ribbons.

"So...what's on your list?" Flora had asked Stella who'd turned to her.

"Well, I'm the one who's going to organize the party and make sure that everything's in tip-top perfect shape," the Solarian Princess beamed brightly.

"What about you Bloom?"

"Well," as she grabbed the small list that was written on it. "Kitchen Duty." She had supposed that she had to do something in the kitchen, "...it says kitchen duty. I suppose I'll be in kitchen doing something..."

"Hmm, you might do something like..." Stella thinking in deep thought, remembering her freshmen year which of course was last year and looked at Bloom, "maybe doing the dishes, or dipping strawberries into chocolate or something like that."

"That won't be bad since first of all, I don't even know how to cook and it could end up tasting bad," the red-haired fairy explained as they were leaving Magix City, going back to Alfea.

It was late afternoon, and the dance won't start until the next few hours or so. As she was walking down the hall, making her way to the kitchen. She heard voice. Strange voices from a distance not so far, and the heels was clicking on the marbled floor that was getting louder and louder with each step that they took.

She heard one of them say to the other, "do you even know where it is, Darcy?"

"Of course, sister. It's straight down at the end of the hall and just take a sharp right turn. There it will be..."

"Good!" one of their voices sounded like a wicked laughter.

Wait a second, Bloom thought, but Darcy...wasn't one of them a witch? Didn't Stella say that they're three sisters and witches of Cloud Tower? I must...take a look at something...

...But before she could think of anything else. The voices were getting louder. What could she do now? She took a quick glance all around and went down the left hall and hid near the corridor where they wouldn't see her. Only she could see them.

What do they exactly want?

Why are they here at this time of day?

Hadn't anyone notice the three witches walking down the halls of Alfea or did they even notice them as they entered the school? Something feels...off...

Bloom couldn't exactly place it, but something was defiantly wrong here.

They shouldn't be here.

She watched them pass by her who didn't even notice that she was even here watching them as she quickly tried to follow them without making any noise to get their attention and it wouldn't end nicely. Maybe she shouldn't follow them...but yet again she wanted to know why they're even here-at the school.

Bloom watched them, as they opened door that held a big set of boxes (that's decorated beautifully) all around the medium-sized room. They wanted something...clearly, but what was it...she didn't exactly know?

"Darcy," one of them said with pleasure and gleam in her voice as she addressed her sister.

She watched as the dark-haired witch performed a spell-a spell that showed her friends, particularly Stella holding the ring of Solaria in her hand as she was placing it in the box that contained her royal gems and gold accessories.

They wanted the ring, and she must warn Stella about it. But before she left, she watched as Icy opened the box that contained magical eggs-like inside the box; the Specialist gift to the Fairies.

"How pathetic!" Icy groaned.

It made her sick to the idea of Specialist giving the Fairies gift and all. Maybe she should turn this beautiful dance into...something that they would never forget. Something utterly wicked!

Bloom watched as the three witches lifted their fingers in the air and casted a spell over the eggs. "Now, lets turn this beautiful egg into something...that the fairies would never forget!" the brown-haired witch beamed quite wickedly.

She pointed her finger on the eggs and a nasty green smoke swirled around the eggs changing the dotted pattern style into something different. It wasn't going to be such a sweet surprise from the boys to give to the girls.

"Now, we gotten this taken care off...lets see what's our fairy princess is up to," Icy flickered her fingers to see what was Stella up to, as she saw her taking her ring off and putting it in the golden jewelry box.

Bloom identified that they wanted her best friend's ring.

"Well just wait until they all go to the dance tonight, and that's the perfect time we'll get the ring."

Three witches soon vanished from Bloom's sight, who were unaware that Bloom knew what they were up to. They were sabotaging the dance and not only that but they were going to steal Stella's ring. They're going to turn tonight's event...into something despicable.

Witches were truly loathsome and hated to see Fairies being all happy and one way to satisfy a witch is to see a fairy's cry. Oh, how fun they'll have to see them like that! But Bloom had a plan in mind that would backfire on the three witches as known as the Trix.

She had a smile and turned back to go where she needs to at this time of hour.

Later that evening, it was near six o'clock and the dance won't start until seven-thirty or eight. She was completely covered in food ingredients that she needs to take a quick shower.

She remembered about the Trix's plan; she had almost forgotten about it completely. She needed to tell the Winx as soon as she sees them, hopefully they're in the dorm by now.

Once she entered the dorm, she saw her friends getting ready for tonight's event. She watched as things were floating around in the air heading to Stella's direction, especially since she had offered herself to Flora in doing her hair, and she was partially begging Musa to do her make-up and as for Tecna...she had beaten them to it and is ready.

She was wearing a purple green dress that sorta had a trailing cape behind her short dress and a crown like placed on her head which went perfectly with her short hair style and long purple heel boots that completed her outfit.

Tecna finally noticed Bloom who just now arrived, she couldn't help but giggle; she was a mess from being in the kitchen for the few hours.

"So...how was kitchen duty?" Tecna asked, though Stella, Flora, and Musa didn't hear what Tecna said or even saw Bloom as they were too busy focusing on Stella for the meantime.

Bloom mumbled and sighed, "it wasn't too bad as I thought it would be."

Then it hit Bloom as she remembered what the Trix were going to do tonight. They were going to sabotage the dance - turning it into a complete disaster.

"Guys I have something really important to tell you." Bloom said, her tone was serious that all of the girls looked at her. Bloom had to tell them about the Trix's plan and maybe there was a way they can stop them.

"What is it Bloom?" Flora asked softly, her green eyes were shinning as she looked at her friend.

"The Trix are planning to sabotage the dance," she said quickly.

That made them shocked because they didn't know that the Trix were up to no good, but sabotaging the dance would ruin their entire day.

"Why would they want to ruin the dance?" Musa asked.

"Because they want your ring Stella," Bloom pointed out, whom Stella left the ring in her gold jewelry box. "And they intended to do that while we're at the dance, and the Specialist are going to give us some kind egg gift but the Trix had spelled the gifts and believe me...it is going to be something wicked."

After Bloom told them about the Trix's plan, they were going to reverse the spell over the gifts that the Specialist had brought for the Fairies and Stella would make sure that they won't have the ring that they're looking for. Flora had a bright idea about what to do with the ring. They were going to keep one egg and place a fake ring box inside of it and Flora would utter a spell that she knows of that would get the Trix what they deserved in particular Icy.

"Why don't you get ready, it's getting late," Stella said as Bloom smiled.

It took Bloom about half and hour to get ready and thanked Stella for doing her make up, which looked great on her. Bloom told her friends to get going and she'll follow them shortly as she had few things to take care of before she had to go to the dance.

She noticed that Kiko was running quickly to her as if to tell her something important. Then she gasped as she noticed that somehow they knew where exactly Stella hid the ring, as if they were somehow watching them.

Stella's ring box was floating in the air that contained the ring inside of it. She couldn't let the Trix have Stella's ring. It didn't belong to them.

She began to follow it, wherever it would lead her to the Trix and maybe face them and get the ring back.

It lead her to the outside courtyard of Alfea, she saw three figures out there just waiting to get their hands on the ring.

"Hey, look at that," one of them hissed quite angrily.

"Isn't she that stupid Earth girl that we keep on running into?" Darcy said annoyed.

"Well, then sisters, let give her a cold welcoming shall we?" Icy laughed wickedly as she was picturing herself snapping that fairy in half or freeze her solidly.

Bloom finally caught up with the ring and snatched it. While the Trix were in fury that she'd snatched that ring from them. It was time to give her the cold welcoming.

"Where do you think you're going, FAIRY!" the ice witch said coldly, her voice sounded dangerous.

Bloom heard Icy's voice which sent shivers down her spine. Well, she wasn't about to walk away cowardly; in fact, she was going to face them head on. She turned herself to them, her eyes narrowing at the three witches who stood a few inches in front of her. Bloom wasn't going anywhere.

The cold breeze brushed against Bloom's delicate pale face, sensing that Icy was already on the edge to unleash her cold magic on her. She took her stance in battle like, readying herself for whatever is going to come to her.

Darcy stomped her foot to the group making an earth quake, the ground separating as Bloom jumped her way to the other side, earning a glare and hissing sound from one of the Trix. But unexpectedly Stormy had shot a lightening bolt from the sky onto Bloom's back causing her to fall into the split ground that if she did fell, she'd fall into the abyss and possibly would die.

She wasn't going to die today. No. She had met amazing new friends today and she wasn't going to let the Trix kill her today. She thought to herself for a moment, before something amazing happened to her.

Light began to dazzle all around her. She could feel the warmth of magic engulf her completely as if she were feeling completely safe from the danger that surrounded her.

She felt as if the dazzling light magic is stripping her from her full dress replacing it with a halter blue sparkling top and matching mini skirt and light blue gloves that reached her elbow length, and short blue heeled boots. She had a small golden tiara on her red hair and she felt something growing out of her back, which were sparkling wings. She felt the magic had cocooned her just like a caterpillar that is transforming into a butterfly for its final stage.

She had transformed into a fairy for the very first time in her entire life and it felt so good and she felt like she were stronger than ever. She had a smirk on her face.

"Oh brother, thinking that she has a couple of wings and she's all that," Icy groaned, shaking her head.

Bloom fluttered herself into the dark skies, glaring down at the Trix. She saw ice shards heading her way, instantly she placed her arm in front of her face as if shielding her from the shards, though a bright red flaming shield had appeared, blocking the shards of ice.

Though she was stunned to know that she'd summoned a shield. She gave a small smirk to the Trix.

"Oh, that is it! I HAD ENOUGH OF IT!" her eyes glowered brightly in anger though; she was trying to freeze Bloom who'd kept dodging Icy's magic.

Though, the Trix heard other girls rushing towards Bloom - the same girls that they've met the other night in Magix City.

Bloom felt a bit relived that she wasn't alone now. She only wondered how did they know that she was here, fighting the Trix.

Bloom was next to them, she had the ring box with safe, away from the Trix's clutches, who knew what would happen if they did get their hands on the ring? They would probably do something...really wicked...like take over the realm of Magix.

"How did you know I was here?" she asked curiously.

"We kinda saw you," Flora paused pointing to the egg, "...and we've got the egg."

Bloom handed Stella the ring box and took her ring out of it and placed it on her finger, "I thought for sure they wouldn't know that I've hidden it in the case, oh well, at least they'll get something else instead." Stella snickered.

Musa handed Flora the egg and she magically placed the box inside of the egg with a pleasant surprise for the three trio witches that they'll surely love.

They could hear the trio casting their spells directly towards the Winx girls whom they've all dodged their spells. Bloom took the egg and glanced at the Trix with a warm smile on her face.

"You want the ring, then here you go!" Bloom shouted, tossing the egg towards them as Icy snatched in her hand, gleaming at her quite surprisingly.

"Excellent choice than, fairy," Icy said and the Trix vanished from their sight, finally leaving them alone.

"Well...at least they left now," Musa chuckled, knowing that they would get something else and not the ring they were planning to get tonight.

Bloom transformed out of her fairy form, into her blue beautiful dress that's not damaged nor her hair. She still looked good as if tonight were just only an ordinary night, going to the dance, minus the Trix appearing here tonight, battling Bloom for the ring they had wanted (that they did not get).

"We have to get back to the dance," Stella said who's already in the mood to party, and dance the night off.

"But we have to hurry, it would be any minute now that the guys would be giving the gifts," Tecna stated, making the rest of the Winx realize that they have to reverse the spell that the Trix had spelled onto earlier that day.

The girls were rushing down the halls of Alfea until Stella had spotted Prince Sky waiting along with Brandon to carry the box that they have brought to them as gifts.

"PRINCE SKY! WAIT!" Stella had shouted loudly enough that it had reached both of their ears.

They both stopped to see the girls panting, taking in deep breaths. "Don't take those gifts out, not now, we have...to reverse...the spell...that was placed on them." Stella explained.

"What?" the Prince of Eracklyon said in confusion.

"What spell?" the prince's squire asked, looking at the girls for an explanation for who'd spelled those gifts of theirs.

"The Trix, they've enchanted them...and it's not going to be pretty," Bloom explained as she and her friends all circled together, holding each other's hand,reversing the spell over the magical eggs.

The egg's stripped design changed back to its original style as if were never spelled. Sky and Brandon carried the box out to the dance floor and each specialist began handing out the gifts to the fairies each of them were surprised by the outcome of the egg.

"Well...then I guess this one is yours," Brandon said as he looked at Bloom, who'd faintly blushed as she took the gift from the blond specialist and her blue eyes widen as she opened it. Magical butterflies filled the entire dance room. It was very nice and beautiful.

"It's beautiful," she commented as she noticed that Sky had his hand out to her as if asking her to dance with him.

She glanced at him, smiling, and placed her small hand in his. He had his one of his hand placed on her waist and her back bringing her closer to him. She couldn't help but blush. She noticed that Musa was the one preforming in the band singing a beautiful song. Stella had her arms wrapped around Prince Sky, her head laid on his shoulder, and they were dancing rather slowly.

As for Tecna, she was with that light-brown haired specialist as she knows him as Timmy, whom they both are sitting away from the crowd and literally texting each other.

Flora was dancing with a girl that she'd met earlier that day, Camilla, who was also decorating the halls along with Flora and they both didn't have anyone to go with anyways and went together.

Bloom didn't even know she would end up with someone tonight as if...she had a date tonight. It wasn't a date; it's just that he's the one who'd offered his hand to her as if to dance with her tonight. He's the one who'd asked.

It's just a dance, she thought to herself.

"You look magnificent tonight Bloom," he said in a soft voice, which made her heart skip a beat once he'd said that to her and blushed slightly, and she knew that he'd caught her blushing.

We're just friends. She'd kept repeating in her head. But then why was she feeling that they might be something more than just being friends.

Marion spotted her daughter dancing with a blond haired specialist who she'd met a few days ago along with the rest. She smiled at her, and hoped that Bloom was enjoying her night. She remembered that when it was her very first school dance, she'd met her future husband, Oritel. Memories flooded her mind back when she was Bloom's age, she'd made many friends, formed a group and even fell in love.

A red-haired girl dressed in a beautiful mermaid style emerald dress that fitted her slender body nicely, and shimmered in the dazzling light. She was with her best-friend, Luna, who was absolutely dressed like a regal queen tonight, twirling around in her blue ball gown dress, that suited her complexion, with her long curled blond hair and deep blue sparkling eyes.

As she was making her way towards her best-friend, a brown-haired specialist had ran into her by mistake. The cup had spilled on her beautiful emerald dress. "I'm so sorry about that." A deep voice had spoke to her.

Marion looked up to see a handsome man apologizing to her, for running into her and spilling the drink all over her gown. Her cheeks flushed a bright red color.

"It's okay; I've probably haven't seen you either," she replied, getting napkins from a nearby table, wiping of the spill that was on her.

"Here let me help you," he said as he also helped wiping off the spill, until somehow their faces were close to each other, hearing each other's deep breaths. They were taken by each other's appearances as of though in an instant moment they were both spellbind to each other. His warm brown eyes locked into her bright green sparkling eyes as if though they were reading each other's thoughts.

He held out his hand to hers as she gazed at his tanned hand and looked at him. There was something odd about him and she couldn't place it. It was as...if...they were suppose to meet each other, as if it were fate. His face was handsome and there was no denying it.

She slowly held out her hand to him in response. "I'm Marion."

He gazed at her. Her beauty is exquisite especially with her hair color being red, her eyes being green making her dress alone stand out. "Well, Marion, I'm Oritel."

At the moment she heard his name...his name was quite familiar to her but from where exactly? He took her hand and gently placed his hand on her back and led her away to the middle of the dance floor. They both had danced into the night, enjoying each other company.

Bloom and the rest of her friends were cheering the night off and laughing, completely enjoying themselves.

Brandon looked at Bloom; there was something about her that is different from all of the other girls and usually the other girls he'd dated weren't like her, not at all, which is why he's beginning to like her.

He looked at her, his deep blue eyes twinkling as he gave her a simple kiss on her cheeks as she blushed. The night had ended nicely, and they all had a wonderful time.

Meanwhile back at CloudTower with the Trix...

The silver-haired witch was laying on her bed, looking quite pleased tonight since they've finally got their hands on the ring. They were stupid fairies to give her something...something quite dangerous with a power beyond their imaginations.

Reckless, idiotic, young fairies they were! she smiled to herself.

It's the moment she's been dreaming for a very long time. As she was shaking the egg, she wondered why would a fairy keep her ring in there.

"Open it, Icy!" Darcy said, complaining, already having thirst for power.

Though Icy heard something squeak in there. That couldn't be the ring; rings don't squeak like that. Icy began to shake the egg, smoke started to erupt from the egg, causing the three witches to cough badly.

"What the heck was that?" Stormy said waving the smoke from her face.

The smell was utterly despicable. They smelled like rotten garbage that was just loaded into a dumpster.

"The stench!" Darcy cried, as she pinched her nose.

There was a note left from the egg, it said:

"Hope you three would enjoy the delightful gift we've given you! Besides the spell won't wear off till three days! Hope you witches would enjoy it!"

From the Winx

"WHY YOU LITTLE FAIRIES! THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU...OH...I'LL HEX YOU ALL!" Icy snapped angrily, the paper in her hand was no more than crumbled up paper.

Stormy was already pulling all her hair out from the terrible rotting stench. Her eyes were sensitive to the smell that it was starting to swell. The next time she sees the Winx, she'll make them pay.

"Those little bitches haven't heard the last of us!" Darcy growled.