The silver of the crescent moon glimmered throughout the city, accompanied by a blanket of stars against the deep navy of the sky. Wanda sat atop the cotton candy pink of her duvet, lunar beams gleaming through cracks of the window as the only source of room light. Her parents were on a date, Susie was with Alewandro at the movies, and Blonda was out attending yet another party at one of her friends' house. Wanda couldn't think of any other way to spend her Wednesday night than to wallow in her own misery in the dark of her bedroom.

She turned to the rosette and magenta bracelet resting on her nightstand, pondering why she kept it. She stopped wearing it after Cosmo broke up with her, so it no longer served a purpose. For some reason, however, she couldn't bring herself to throw it away. Maybe she thought she'd wake up, it'd all be a terrible nightmare, and she and Cosmo would continue loving each other as normal. It was three and a half weeks…how long would this nightmare last?

Willing her mind to push any thoughts of Cosmo out of the forefront, she reached for her phone on her nightstand and searched through her contacts. There weren't that many numbers, so she didn't have much to look through. She paused when she stopped on Juandissimo's cell, wondering whether she should reach out. He did say that if she felt any urges to reach out to someone she trusted…did she trust him?

Rubber bands stopped working to subdue her urges long ago, and she didn't want to reach out to Susie when she was spending time with Alewandro. She could feel her urges growing rapidly, and she didn't want to give in.

Taking the plunge, she clicked on Juandissimo's number and created a text saying "Hey…it's Wanda. Okay if I call?"

She flipped over her phone on her bed, too embarrassed to look at the screen in the event she'd be rejected. She had no reason to think that way, but it was difficult to be positive most days.

After a few seconds, she heard a buzz from her phone indicating a message had been received. She flipped her phone and stared at the message which read "Si, I am not doing much."

Attempting to exhale her nerves, Wanda pressed the 'audio call' button and felt her heart racing in her ears as she placed the phone on speaker.

It took two full dial tones before she was greeted with a friendly "Hola, remolina rosa."

"Hey." She smiled subtly. Since they became friends, he decided upon himself to give her the nickname "pink swirl." At first it was slightly annoying, but, over time, it had grown on her. In fact, she found it kind of cute.

"¿Cómo estás?"

"Um…" Wanda hesitated. "…I'm…not okay, actually."

"No?" Juandissimo responded. "¿Qué pasa mal?"

She rubbed her eye with a finger, hating herself for being so weak. "I'm…not in a great headspace. And…I'm really trying not to relapse, but…it's…a little difficult right now."

There was a moment of silence, Wanda questioning if he heard her, before she heard the question "What time is your curfew?"

"Um…" Wanda was slightly caught by surprise at his question, wondering why he'd ask. "…ten on school nights."

Another moment of silence. "…It might be a bit far, pero…I am here at Fairy Falls. Would you like to keep me company?"

Did he really just ask to hang out? With her? Like, by themselves? At night? With no one else around?

"Um…s-sure." Wanda replied timidly. "Yeah…why not."

"Bueno. See you soon?"

"Um…yeah. See you."

She ended the call after they exchanged goodbyes and flew off her duvet to her dresser to grab her house keys and her wand. She poofed out of her night clothes into her everyday wear and was on her way out the door when the glow of her beaded bracelet caught her eye. She paused, staring at the painful reminder of her past. With a sigh, she went to grab the jewelry and hovered over to her dresser where she opened a drawer and hid the bracelet underneath old T-shirts. Out of sight, out of mind.

Once she closed the dresser, she took out her wand and exited the room in a puff of pink clouds.

Upon materializing next to the Fairy Falls sign, she was greeted with the illuminating glow of violet and rose radiating around the golden bridge. Those same colors reflected against the clear currents, and she could smell the natural mist of water drizzling down into the whirlpool of lush whipped-white foam lathering at the base. Fairy Falls at night appeared to be a magical wonderland of tranquility, no other sounds but the soothing rumble of flowing water.

She made her way towards the middle of the bridge when she saw Juandissimo leaning with his arms folded over the rails, observing the streams. The way the moonlight sparkled against his skin sent chills down her spine. Why was she so nervous? It was just Juandissimo, no big deal.

Juandissimo turned in Wanda's direction when her swirly pink hair appeared in his peripheral. He gazed upon her as her skin glimmered beneath the sheen of the night sky, and her fuchsia eyes sparkled as bright as the North Star. He'd never seen her eyes so…captivating. And though she mirrored her twin, he'd never realize just how strikingly beautiful she was in her own merit.

"Hi." Wanda greeted with a shy grin, hovering next to him as she emulated his pose over the rails.

"Gracias for coming." Juandissimo returned with his own warm smile.

"Thanks for inviting me." She watched as watery fabrics swayed and shimmered down to the brink before plummeting over the edge. She then turned her gaze towards Juandissimo with a quizzical expression. "So…why do you come here?"

"Because," Juandissimo answered, keeping his eyes towards the waterfall. "this place is quite special to me."

"How so?'"

Juandissimo sighed. "Whenever mi mamá wanted a break from getting a black eye, she would bring Juanita and I to Fairy Falls as a means of escape. So, whenever I want to escape for a bit, I come here."

Wanda scrunched her brow. "Wait, what do you mean, 'black eye?'"

Juandissimo smiled as he met her stare. "You ask a lot of questions."

"Oh, hush!" Wanda tittered, realizing he'd once again thrown her words back in her face. "Jackass."

Juandissimo chuckled he turned his attention back to the waterfall. Wanda could see why anyone would come here just to forget about their problems for a while. It was isolated from the city, so no rackets of honking or random construction, almost its own world. There weren't a lot of visitors either, so anyone could come and go as they please without interruption. It was sort of like the cliff, except with calming background noise.

She turned back to Juandissimo, watching him observe the falls. She noticed how stunning the ripples the water were as they reflected against the blue-violet of his eyes. In the time they had gotten to know each other a little bit more, she had come to realize the true genuine of his nature. She often questioned where she would be if they never crossed paths.

Hesitating at first, Wanda gently tugged the sleeve of her letterman jacket to get his attention. When he turned to her, she pulls his arm and wrapped her arms around his neck in an embrace.

Juandissimo blinked, taken off guard by Wanda's sudden act of affection. "What…is this for?"

She smiled against his cheek, cuddling him as she replied in a soft voice. "I'm…glad to have someone like you."

Feeling his heart bask in the warmth of her sincerity, he circled his arms around her waist with a gentle squeeze, never wanting to let go.

"Ms. Fairywinkle?" The Fairywood Talent Inc receptionist called from behind the front desk. "Mrs. Wishaimae will see you now!"

Blonda and Little Mamma left their waiting room chairs and ventured passed the front desk down the corridor to the second office on the left, Blonda gleaming in excitement. She rubbed her arms in attempts to lower her goosebumps; she had never felt so nervous in her entire life. This was her chance to truly begin her journey as an actress, and there was no way anything could possibly go wrong with this interview. Everything just had to be perfect if she wanted to be booked at a client.

Little Mamma knocked twice on the office door and didn't open until she heard a faint "Come in!" from the other side. As they entered the room, the mother and daughter duo were greeted by a fair skinned, middle-aged woman with burgundy, wavy shoulder length hair in a matching grey pin striped blazer and pin skirt set. Black rimmed spectacles rested just below her burgundy eyes, and ruby necklace complimented her matching stilettoes.

"Hi! I'm Blonda Fairywinkle!" Blonda introduced with an enthusiastic smile, extending her hand for a shake. "Nice to meet you!"

"Wendy Wishaimae." Mrs. Wishaimae greeted with a straight face, accepting Blonda's handshake. She then turned to Little Mamma, extending her own hand. "You must be Mrs. Fairywinkle."

"I am." Little Mamma replied with a soft grin. "Nice to meet you."

After introductions were made, Mrs. Wishaimae hovered back to one of the crimson polyester infinity curve back sofas within the open office space, facing away from the wall of glass windows overlooking the city, while Blonda and Little Mamma hovered from the entrance and took their seats on the other sofa facing the talent agent.

"So Blonda," Mrs. Wishaimae began, poofing a clip board into her lap. "tell me a little more about yourself."

"Certainly!" Blonda replied as she straightened her posture and rested her hands over her crossed legs. "I'm a Senior in high school, captain of Crimson Crown Cheer Squad, and a member of Poofy Pants Drama Club. I participated in pageants when I was younger, but majority of my experience stems from school production plays, which, I've participated in all of them, from elementary school to now."

"And why do you want to become an actress, exactly?" Mrs. Wishaimae interjected, arching her eyebrow.

"I've always wanted to become an actress." Blonda continued. "As a child, I loved putting on a show, wooing whatever crowd I was in. I knew I was born for the limelight, especially when I reenacted scenes from my favorite soap operas. I've received countless compliments from my school play performances from my drama instructor and audience members, and I know I have what it takes to be the next breakout star!"

"Is that so?" Mrs. Wishaimae questioned, though it was more of a comment. She continued scribbling on her clipboard as she asked. "You have any other experience? Outside of school?"

Blonda glanced towards her mother of whom simply shrugged. "I currently do not." Blonda replied, turning back to Mrs. Wishaimae.

"And what about acting classes?" Mrs. Wishaimae questioned, continuing to take notes.

"I started those a few weeks ago." Blonda responded, keeping her mindset positive. "So far they've been extremely helpful in building my skills!"

"Interesting." Mrs. Wishaimae placed her pen atop her clipboard and lifted her chin to meet Blonda's gaze. "Bring any headshots?"

"In fact, I did." Blonda grabbed the folder her mother gave to her and flew to Mrs. Wishaimae to hand over the photos. Mrs. Wishaimae skimmed through multiple headshots as Blonda returned to her seat, hoping to read Mrs. Wishaimae's face to guess what she could be thinking.

As Mrs. Wishaimae scanned the photos through her glasses, her face remained expressionless, occasionally responding with a 'hmm' at some pictures of Blonda smiling towards the camera. Little Mamma gave her daughter a reassuring smile, rubbing a hand on Blonda's shoulder. Blonda mouthed 'thank you' while Mrs. Wishaimae shuffled the pictures back neatly into the folder once she was done.

"Alright." Mrs. Wishaimae set the folder beside her on the sofa. She took off her specs and clipped them to her left collar as she continued. "I took a look at the demo reel your mother sent in before the meeting, and I'm going to give it to you straight, just like in the business." She set her clipboard on top of the photo folder, clearing her throat. "School plays and pageant headshots aren't going to cut it, especially if you want to 'make it big.'"

"Excuse me?" Little Mamma interrupted. "What makes you say that?"

"The business, Mrs. Fairywinkle." Mrs. Wishaimae answered sternly. "Let me explain this in a way you both can understand; Blonda isn't ready."

"What!? Of course, she's ready!" Little Mamma disagreed. "She was born for this! Isn't the whole reason for talent agents is to represent clients to for advancement in more and better opportunities?!"

"With all due respect, Mrs. Fairywinkle, your daughter is going to need more than just money, a pretty face, and some silly little pipedream." Mrs. Wishaimae countered. "She'll need actual talent and the work ethic to grind as hard as she can. Those real movie directors and those real casting agents need actors and actresses that can 'wow' them and stand out enough to actually get a call back."

Blonda couldn't believe what she was hearing; how dare she say she wasn't ready! She has worked her tail off to be an actress, and she has the nerve to say she doesn't work hard enough? If she had actually watched her demo reel, she would know that Blonda was dripping in talent! Stupid talent agent: she has zero idea what she's doing.

"This is insane!" Blonda intervened, rising from her seat. "You have no idea what you're talking about!"

"I've been in this industry way more than you've dreamed of becoming an actress, young lady." Mrs. Wishaimae reminded, remaining seated as she crossed her arms. "Trust me when I say you won't make it in this business with an attitude like that; Fairywood will eat you alive."

At a loss for words, Blonda balled her fists and huffed as she stormed out of the office, slamming the door from behind. Little Mamma rose from her seat to go after her daughter but was stopped by Mrs. Wishaimae's next comment. "That girl is going to need tougher skin, Mrs. Fairywinkle."

Mrs. Fairywinkle turned towards Mrs. Wishaimae with a glare as she continued. "And she'll need to become familiar with hearing 'no'. You're doing her a disservice by babying her like you do; otherwise, she would have remained professional and wouldn't have stormed out the way she did."

Babying? Is that what she's calling it? How is encouraging and standing up for her child 'babying?' Besides, Blonda most certainly has tough skin; she and her husband raised her to take crap from no one! They raised her to not be a pushover and to have enough confidence in herself so that no one can tear her down. If she calls that babying, then she's not worth any more of their time.

Mrs. Fairywinkle continued her scowl before simply replying "You have a good rest of your day." and without another word, Mrs. Fairywinkle grabbed her purse and exited the office, paying no mind to Mrs. Wishaimae's expressionless gaze.

Cosmo lay flat on his bed, staring vaguely towards the ceiling. Wanda's harsh tone as she yelled "Just leave me alone!" replayed on repeat in his mind, the events that transpired earlier that week taunting him. He had homework he could be doing to distract him, but his motivation simply wasn't there.

From that day on, he didn't speak to Wanda, he didn't acknowledge her presence, and he even tried to forget she ever existed, though, that last part was practically impossible. Spike would try to help take his mind off of things; he'd find different topics to talk about such as video games or TV shows he'd binge watch, or he'd offer to help Cosmo with studying or his homework, but nothing worked.

A couple of knocks reach his ears before the squeal of the door hinges collapsed as Mama Cosma entered his bedroom. She flipped the light switch to cast light into the otherwise dark room, wishing her son would stop letting his room get so dark when the sun set. She hovered to the side of his bed, sitting just a few inches away from him. He didn't bother to look at her, yet he flinched when she scooted closer to brush his cheek with her finger. "I'm not going to hurt you, Cosmo." Mama Cosma reminded impatiently. "Not unless I have to."

"Then why are you here?" Cosmo replied, a little more rudely than he intended.

"What have I told you about questioning your mother!?" Mama Cosma reminded, crossing her arms. She waited for him to mumble an apology before she continued. "I'm simply here to check on you; you're awfully quiet these days."

Cosmo didn't react as his mother shifted to where one of her legs laid more on the mattress as the other leg dangled off the side. "Anywho, I'll be going to visit one of my friends again this weekend and will be back Sunday morning. You can have Spike over, but if you even think about bringing that girl into my house, you'll get more than what you got last time."

"Mama, I told you." Cosmo sighed, keeping his eyes facing the ceiling. "Wanda and I broke up."

"Just had to make sure." Mama Cosma whined. "Seeing as how I thought you were done with her before you decided to sneak over and shack up behind my back!"

Cosmo remained silent, in no mood to argue.

"Anyway." Mama Cosma hovered from her seat, turning towards her son. "I'm leaving tomorrow after you leave for school, so I'll see you off."

"Okay" was Cosmo's soft reply before Mama Cosma leaned down to kiss his cheek. She ruffled his hair a bit before turning towards the door and exiting the bedroom. When Cosmo realized his door was closed shut, a wave of emotions enveloped him as his eyes burst into tears.

As mindless chatter droned throughout the halls, Blonda wandered about as she reapplied her cotton candy lipstick. Since the catastrophic agent interview, her mother took her shopping afterwards in efforts to lift her mood, and within the series of impulse buys came her new cotton candy lipstick that she absolutely loved. She didn't let the biased opinions of some bitter talent agent bring her down; there were plenty of other fish in the sea, including another talent agent interview for next Friday that her mother managed to book (with another agency, of course.)

Spotting Alewandro and Juandissimo at their lockers, Blonda put her lipstick back into her purse as she approached them. "Hey, fellas!" Blonda greeted once she was within earshot.

"Blonda, hola!" Alewandro opened his arms and accepted Blonda's hug. "¿Cómo estás?"

"Pretty good." Blonda left from Alewandro's embrace and hovered towards Juandissimo. "How's it going?"

"Bueno." Juandissimo hugged Blonda as she wrapped her arms underneath his. She smiled as the scent of verbena cologne entered her nose. Leave it to Juandissimo to always smell amazing.

"Good!" Blonda let go of Juandissimo and reached for something in her pocket. "I can't remember if I told you guys or not, but, in case I didn't…" She pulled a folded flyer from her skirt, continuing while unfolding. "Here's a flyer so you have the address. Magic Mirror Nightclub is hosting 'Senior Night' tomorrow night!"

"Senior Night?" Alewandro questioned.

"Yes; the most amazing thing to ever grace this world!" Blonda handed Alewandro the flyer for his and Juandissimo's viewing pleasure. "Every year, this club allots one Saturday Night towards the end of the first semester where high school Seniors are the only people allowed in, so Seniors have the entire club to themselves! There's a $50 entrance fee, but, all food items are half the normal price, all drinks are free as you're over eighteen, and live DJs play sets all the way to when the club closes!"

"Wow…" Alewandro responded. "That sounds amazing!"

"It is!" Blonda agreed. "Plus, what's even more amazing is the fact that my birthday tomorrow! The whole group will be there, and you guys should totally come!"

"Oh, we will!" Alewandro assured with a wink. "Especially since it is your birthday."

"Definitely because it's my birthday." Blonda joked. As she flew away with a wave, she exclaimed "See ya! Don't forget to bring dates!"

Alewandro turned to Juandissimo, pushing the flyer into his letterman pocket. "I am definitely inviting Susie; she has to come!" He looked up to see Juandissimo staring towards Wanda on the other side of the hallway intersection, Susie basically talking Wanda's ear off. "Heyyyy," Alewandro nudges Juandissimo's shoulder, getting an idea. "you should ask Wanda to go with you!"

Just from the mention of her name, Juandissimo scratched his head as he averted his eyes.

This brought a gradual smile across Alewandro's face. "Waaaaaaaiiit." He flew into the direction of Juandissimo's eyes, causing him to look away. "…I get it. You have a crush on Wanda!"

"No, I do not!"

"You totally have a crush on Wanda!" Juandissimo groaned beneath his breath, Alewandro snickering in delight. "You cannot deny it; it is totally obvious!"

"What if she does not feel the same way?" Juandissimo complained. "What then?"

"Here is how you find out, hermanito." Alewandro placed an arm around Juandissimo's shoulders, facing the two females. "Ask her to go to Senior Night with you as your date. If she does not seem too happy about it or makes an excuse as to why she cannot go, or she blatantly says she would rather go 'as friends,' then your chances are no bueno. Pero, if she seems eager to go with you, specifically as your date, then you can shoot your shot."

Juandissimo hesitated, considering his options. Either his friendship with Wanda could potentially become something more, or his friendship with Wanda could burn in a pile of ashes amidst the depths of Hell. What did he have to lose besides his ego?

"Alright." Alewandro patted Juandissimo on the back. "Let us go then, si?"

Alewandro hovered closer to Susie and Wanda with Juandissimo trailing behind. Susie noticed the brothers approaching them and proceeded to fly into Alewandro's arms. "Hey, beau!" Susie greeted, kissing Alewandro on the cheek.

"Hola, mi bonita." Alewandro returned, lacing his fingers into hers. "Listen, can we go talk somewhere? I have something to ask you."

Susie raised her brow. "Um, okay, sure!"

Alewandro led her away to a random place down the hall, looking back to Juandissimo as he winked as his way of leaving him alone with Wanda.

"Very subtle, Wandro…" Juandissimo grumbled to himself as Wanda turned to face him.

She smiled shyly as she waved "Hey."

"Hola." Juandissimo scratched his head, trying not to work himself up. After all, it was just Wanda…right?

"So…" Wanda continued, hugging her books. "…what's up?"

After clearing his throat, Juandissimo shoved his hands into his letterman pockets and worked through his nerves with his question. "So…do you know about Senior Night?"

"Who doesn't?" Wanda chuckled. "It's all anyone's ever talked about this week. At least anyone in our grade, that is…"

"Right…" Juandissimo shifted his gaze between the ground and Wanda's piercing fuchsia eyes. "So…" He forced himself to make eye contact. "…would you like to go with me?"

"With you?" Wanda repeated. "As in…a date?"

"Si." Juandissimo confirmed. "…as a date."

Wanda made a face as if she really had to mull over the question, no help to Juandissimo's nerves. Awkward silence fell upon them, and at first, Juandissimo assumed he'd have to prepare for a rejection. However, with a shy smile, Wanda finally replied "Yeah, I'll go with you."

Juandissimo paused. "…Really?"

"Yeah." Wanda assured with a little more enthusiasm. "I probably wouldn't have gone at all since Alewandro's gonna ask Susie to go with him, so, this gives me a greater incentive."

"And because it is your birthday tomorrow?" Juandissimo questioned.

"Wait." Wanda scratched her arm. "Who told you it was my birthday?"

"I am friends with your twin?"

"Right…" Wanda blushed, making Juandissimo chuckle which only made her face turn a darker shade of red. "Soooooooooo…." Wanda began in attempts to break the awkwardness. "…see you in class?"

"Si." Juandissimo smiled. "See you in class."

"Okay, bye." Wanda anxiously fled in the other direction passed Alewandro as he flew over to his brother.

"Sooooooooooo." Alewandro elbowed Juandissimo in the shoulder once more with a sly smile. "What is the verdict? Do we have a date?"

With the hardest side eye imaginable, Juandissimo muttered under his breath. "You are so annoying…"

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaass!" Alewandro exclaimed with glee as he followed Juandissimo down the halls to their next class, pretending to cha-cha behind him. "Tienes una citaaaaaaaaaaaa! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaass!"

Susie finished applying her black lipstick in front of her vanity mirror as a finishing touch to her Senior Night makeup. "Wanda!" Susie called from her bedroom as Wanda was getting dressed in Susie's walk-in closet. "Are you almost ready?"

"Yeah" came Wanda's muffled reply. "Just give me a sec!"

As Susie applied clear gloss over her lipstick, Wanda slid the two panel sliding doors open and hovered over to the door length mirror hanging over the door to Susie's bedroom, observing her outfit of the night. Susie turned behind her shoulder, noticing how Wanda rubbed her arms uncomfortably. "Ooooooh, look at you!" Susie beamed, springing from her seat at the vanity to fly over to her best friend. "Told you these outfits would look great on us!"

Wanda's face scrunched in a disbelieving expression as her eyes traveled up and down. She sported a bumble bee yellow bustier crop top with yellow lace long sleeves attached by an elastic collar, and her high-waist black leather mini skirt was accompanied with diamond fishnet tights and knee-high buckle platforms. Susie wore the same outfit except her bustier crop top was a soft amethyst and her pleaded leather skirt sat just below her navel. Susie thought it would be a good idea to 'spice things up.' After all, they were going to a club for the first time…like…ever.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Wanda asked, feeling the need to cover most of her bustier neckline. "What if people stare at us?"

"Trust me, we're gonna be nowhere near the level of hooch that's gonna show up tonight." Susie smirked, flying over to her dresser. "Besides, you turned eighteen today. We're going to a club. It's a chance to be someone else for a change. Speaking of which…"

Wanda turned towards Susie as Susie opened her drawer to retrieve a velvet jewelry box. "Happy Birthday!" Susie beamed, hovering to Wanda with velvet box in hand. Wanda timidly took the box and released the claps, revealing two silver hoop earrings which matched the ones Susie wore.

"Hoop earrings?" Wanda questioned, taking the earrings out.

"Yep!" Susie smiled. "You like them?"

"I do…"

Susie sensed a 'but' coming on. "…But?"

Wanda twiddled the earrings in her fingers, contemplating. "…do you think they'll be a little much with my red lipstick?"

"Wanda, c'mon!" Susie laughed, taking the empty box from Wanda's hand to place it back on her dresser. "Since when did you start caring so much about how you look?"

A rosy blush spread across Wanda's cheeks as a certain someone quickly came to mind, shifting her eyes to her boots as she fidgeted with her fingers.

Susie curved her lips into a sly smile, practically reading Wanda like a book. "Let me guess…would it have anything to do with a certain Hispanic fairy who just so happens to be related to my boyfriend?"

"What?!" Wanda darted her eyes towards Susie. "No! Of course not!"

"Now you're just making it obvious."

"But…" Wanda hesitated, staring at the earrings in her hand. "…I can't."

"And why not?"

"…because Cosmo-"

"Broke up with you?" Susie finished, crossing her arms. "Besides, Juandissimo is someway, somehow, surprisingly still single. Gee, I wonder why…"

Wanda mulled over Susie's comments, hating when her friend had a point. It had barely been a month, so should she really be moving on so quickly? And what if Juandissimo didn't feel the same way? What then?

"C'mon…" Wanda didn't want to think about it anymore, afraid of getting her hopes up for nothing. She flew over to Susie's bed to grab her purse. Once she laced the strap over her shoulder, she proceeded to fly towards the door, fiddling with her new earrings. "…we should go before we're late."