Author's note: Surprisingly I was able to finish this chapter within a matter of days after I finished with the first, but wasn't able to post it as quick as I had hoped. As you can see this is a new chapter that I didn't add into the original story, so I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 2:

A broken Winx Club

At noon, Musa finally entered the building after a thirty-minute wait outside in the gardens and unfortunately seeing Griselda for her papers.

Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Musa strolled across the foyer and into the main corridor, only to her surprise seeing Flora standing at the flight o the stairs, her bag in hand. Gazing at her friend, Musa noticed at how Flora had slightly changed during the summer in which they hadn't seen each other. With a different set of attire, which consisted of the hues of faded green and plum, and her hair cut a few inches shorter, she looked as beautiful as she always had.

Smiling, Flora noticed Musa the instant she came into her line of sight. Running over to Musa, she dropped her belongings onto the hall's floor as she trotted over to her, the sound of her suitcase tumbling on the steps of the stairs.

"Musa!" Flora screamed, grabbing Musa into a great bear hug, almost straining the air out of her friend's lungs. "I've missed you so much honey!" Though of how rough her embrace was, Musa still felt that comfort of a supporting friend, her mother-like approach always providing ease to her friends.

"So how has your summer been?" Musa asked, tucking some of the stray hairs over her ear as the two broke apart, her fingers raking through her black tousles.

Flora grinned, entwining her fingers together as they rested securely behind her back as she swayed back and forth. "It's been well," she answered, "But I'm glad to be back here with my friends."

Musa nodded, knowing the felling of separation between friends for a long period of time, even if it was indeed just summer break. "But of course Stella and Bloom won't be here…" Flora continued after many silent moments between the two.

A sudden feeling of sorrow overcame the both of them at that instant. Seven months has passed since the day the two had left, barely a word of their well-beings even spoken of. During that time, all friends left behind were left to wonder, suffering rather horribly from an unanswered riddle regarding their friends.

Each had once questioned themselves on whether or not Bloom and Stella had truly forgotten all about them, their memories of each of their closest friends washed away from their minds. But when realizing the foolishness in their curiosity, it only saddened the hearts of all individuals tied to the two princesses that either of them had no courtesy to even call once and awhile.

"Well where is Tecna and Mirta?" Musa asked. Realizing that she hadn't noticed her friends at all while she was outside or when she entered the building, "Did you see either of them when you first got here?"

"Actually, Tecna is upstairs in the dorm room. She wanted to unpack before she came back downstairs for orientation," Flora explained, grabbing her suitcase as they began climbing the winding staircase, the sound of their heels clicking upon the steps echoing through the large building, "Though I haven't seen Mirta yet."

Both Musa and Flora felt as if they were haunted by a series of memories when walking down the familiar hallway that led towards an area of dorm rooms in which they've stayed in for the past two years. Remembering all the times of when all of the members of the club were together, or when they came back form a date or even just a night for pizza, it gave a feeling of true happiness.

When opening the door to their dorm room, the sound of the tapping upon the keys of a keyboard rang through their ears, a signal that Tecna was somewhere in the large dormitory doing some kind of assignment to add up on her perfect grades. Crossing the room, the sound became louder, with every few seconds a great flash of light appeared, seeming to come from a room down the hall in which its door was opened.

"Tecna, are you in here?" Flora asked, once the two had reached the door in which the sound was emitting from, they instantly saw the sight of both of their friends sitting amongst of the many computer screens sitting upon the large desk in Tecna's electronic room.

"Flora, Musa!" Mirta screamed, jumping up to her feet from her criss-crossed position on the floor from which she was tampering with essential part of Tecna's computer, and ran over to the two, grabbing them both into an embrace.

"It's about time you've arrived," Tecna said, turning around in her computer chair to see her two beloved friends, "Now I can get more help in setting up my equipment."

All of them ushered over to their purple-headed friend, sitting down on the ground beside the computer, taking one monitor each as they began arranging what it seemed neverending cables and cords in order for all of Tecna's things to function regularly. "It seems that you stock u p on more tings every year. Tecna," Flora explained, "Last year we only had to set up at least two or three computers, and now you've gotten more monitors?"

"Sorry," Tecna apologized with a small amount of sympathy for her friends, "My parents thought of it as a good investment if I upgraded to other computers for more monitors for more double tasking. And since every one knows that I'm one for extra credit it actually helps a lot more when I'm cramming through tests and a couple more essays here and there."

"So who does every one have this year?" Mirta asked, twisting together a pair of identical red wires together, making sure they were fastened securely to one another before plugging them into the back of the flat-screened monitor and pushing the power button.

"Well my schedule is pretty much the same, just different times during the day," Musa answered, already done with her work before the others, "But luckily we don't have to do entrance exams this year. God I hate those things, but it must be saddening for Tecna."

All of them agreed other than Tecna, who actually had a great time expressing her intelligence on paper. Other than being an outdoorsy type of person, which most of her friends were, Tecna felt more comfortable inside, reading a book by the window for some fresh air, as she imagined herself in another world, other than the one she was in now.

"Intelligence is the solution if wanting to graduate high school," Tecna answered quickly, "And if it wasn't for my tutoring, you would be once again a sophomore this year, taking a lovely entrance exam for your future classes."

Musa knew then that she had lost the verbal battle, knowing on how many times her bookworm friend had saved her from difficult predicaments in the past, in which she was still truly grateful and owed Tecna for that. "Well I can't argue with you on that."

Suddenly there was a great silence between the four of them, only the rapid tapping on the keyboard as Tecna programmed her computer while the others hooked up the other equipment around the room. Tecna stopped typing in a password for entering the database of her computer system and turned around to look at her friends, who all had paused in their what they were currently doing.

"You guys, I know this year is going to be different with Stella and Bloom gone, but we have to make the best of it." Tecna said encouragingly to them, "Even though our friends have departed from Magix to live out their lives, we still maintain our friendship with one another, even when we are members of a broken Winx club."

Author's note: Well I had wished for this chapter to be longer than it is, but I guess it's alright by what it already is. Anyway, with my schedule filled up I haven't really been able to work as fast as I can on posting these chapters. I do hope in post the next installment in a matter of days, so please do bear with me.

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Band of Helpful Heroes