She had finished at last after so much work to keep up with some "extra" assignments from a few teachers that kind of disagree with her philosophy about fairies, she was concern if there was a rule against this but shrugged it off. The pressure cannot crush her as her family was counting on her to get through this like her mother and her mother and so on, she cannot disappoint her family. Mirta had no where to be for the moment and just stayed in her room where it was just her and her alone leaving her some time to sort some of her thoughts out, which were about her friend turning her back to her. Not much of a friend if she just drop the young witch like a hot potato, it makes you wonder how much did Lucy valued their friendship back home?

"Hello Pixie-pop." A familiar voice brought her attention to the door as the new room mate strolled in, she was holding something in her hand that could be her items from her old room but Mirta did not care to ask what it is. Stormy set her bag onto a table, "what's with you?" Mirta silently ignored the weather witch, it was bad enough the one of the witches that took her friend away. There was nothing she could say, not out loud anyway. Stormy lean her head a bit as she curiously wonder what is the redhead's problem was, out in the open she very opportunity and mouthy but here behind closed doors she is silent as a tomb. "What are you so silent about?"

"I have a lot on my mind." Mirta snapped, she was trying to ignore her new room mate. She knew it was not going to work but it was worth some effort, suddenly having arms being placed around her which caused her to suddenly try to pull away. "Just leave me alone!"

Stormy laughed insanely as the redhead staggered to regain her balance before lean forward, she has a sheepish grin as she watched Mirta glared through her. Stormy noticed how much of a witch she resembled if she just drop the whole "love and peace" persona, in fact she could be one of the meanest witch to grace the halls of Cloud Tower. "What's the matter? You can tell me?" she pulled away from the other witch, "is it your friend? I know it feels, since I knew someone like her."

Mirta just turn away trying to ignore the storm witch, but she did look over at her shoulder at her. "What happen to her?"

"She became their soldier ant, it was not a pretty sight." Stormy crossed her arms, "and then she got sick of it all."

Mirta faced away from the weather witch, it seemed what she had said had no effect on her. But she did look back with a strong expression of concern, "will Lucy be okay?"

Stormy let the smile drop and shaking her head she answered as honestly as she can, "I cannot answer that one."

(-)

There was real direction she planned in her small walk, in fact she really had no clue were she had been in the last hour except it was real "foresty". Darcy had nothing on her mind except for her, it started out like this when Darcy was a sophomore at Cloud Tower and it ended in a horrid, disastrous train wreck of a break-up. There was a pit in her stomach every time she thought about it that made her queasy every time she thought of it, the whole thing was a mess from the beginning with the teasing from her "fellow" students for dating a fairy to her and the control the fairy had over her as she lead her to believe that she was the one wrapping her around her finger. Since then Darcy had pretty much shut herself off, no one is allowed to get close to her at all. In a way that one person that hurt her the most was the one that made her into the witch she is today.

Darcy stopped, somewhere and some how she had came onto Alfea grounds as she could tell from the sickeningly sweet flowers and the dead give away of the towers of the school poking just a little bit in this distance. She had not stopped because of where she was, she stopped because she had someone very important.

Musa needed some time to think, of why she has to go for the wrong people for the wrong reasons. When her mother died she really did not find much support from her father, sure he tried very hard and it impacted him deeply but when time passed he became more distant from her, going on tours every now and again. He brought her along some times during the summer but when school was in she never really saw much of him, there was times it was so bad she could not pick him from a line up. Riven, she was a fool to even think she could ever get his attention. Musa felt like she had dodged a bullet there, perhaps she should thank Darcy later on.

Darcy. There was another one, it would just lead to heartbreak later on. Musa sighed as it seemed hopeless, the idea was depressing and now she had taken a small walk around the campus to clear out such ideas. There was a garden that the student body often helps take care of, she comes here when she needed to be alone.

But she was not alone, that was something she knew for sure as she found some else already there.

They stood apart from each other, unsure of what to say to each other eyeing each other as the wind subtly blew around them rustling their hair a bit. They were feeling unease and unsure of what to do, one part of them was on the defensive as the other wanted to launch the offensive at the first sight of aggression.

Darcy could take her spirit and crack it easily to satisfy her ego then throw her away, but she just stand there silent and staring at the music fairy.

Musa wanted to talk to the witch of the voids but restrained herself to avoid more pain, why place herself in the same predicament over and over again? Her eyes would not leave the brunette. The wind kicked up as they stood apart from each other with their own emotions wrestling around deep inside themselves.

The next step they take will change everything.