Stella was closing up for the day when she noticed a girl with long purple hair knocking on the now locked door. Stella went over to the door and unlocked it.
"Hey Roxy!" she said, giving the girl a hug.
"Hi Stella," Roxy said, smiling at Stella.
"Hey, I hope you didn't take what we said earlier as an insult," Stella said. "You know Musa; she can never word things right. And it's the same with Bloom." Stella lowered her voice to a whisper. "I for one think you can control your powers perfectly well. Bloom's kind of jealous because you are almost as powerful as her."
"Really?" I asked.
Stella smiled at Roxy.
"Totally! Now don't show me that depressed face. Come on up! Let's go see the others!"
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Roxy was greeted by hugs from the Winx. Musa and Bloom apologized, realizing that the way they had said things might have not been the correct way to say them.
Roxy decided that she'd pretend that this day hadn't even happened.
"Can you stay for dinner?" Flora asked. "We're just about to eat!"
"That's right!"Tecna called from the kitchen. "It's spaghetti!!!"
"Oh yum!!!" Roxy exclaimed. "My favourite! I'd love to stay! Will we be finished by 8?"
"Yes," Tecna said, walking into the room carrying a steaming hot dish of spaghetti. "Now everyone, just concentrate on enjoying my gourmet food!"
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When Roxy got home, she had a huge smile on her face. Klaus and Morgana were happy that their daughter was feeling fine once again. Roxy reached her room and sat on her bed where she began to write in her journal.
I feel accepted in the Winx again. They seem genuinely sorry about what they said earlier and don't seem to doubt my powers anymore. Dinner was great...I never realized Tecna was a great chef. Musa talked about how she's having a few problems with Riven.
Oh no. I just thought of something terrible. What if the Winx only said all that they said to comfort me? No, I don't think they did. But I still feel the need to prove myself... and something tells me that if I do something great, it will boost my morale. After all, now days I'm so unsure of myself.
Roxy closed her journal and put her pen on her side table. She yawned. It had been a long day which she just wanted to forget. She turned off her light and settled into bed. She was asleep the minute her head hit the pillow.
