-SYRIA'S POV-
I looked around, as the other girls in my dorm headed to breakfast that day. It was the day after I first transformed for the first time and I wanted to do again so badly. But we couldn't, anytime soon or if I could even do it again.
It may have been a onetime shot for all I knew. I mean I was only a girl from earth. My sister hadn't even grown wings yet or if she was even my actual sister by blood.
"Syria!" It was Bloom who was running up from behind me. "I can't believe you didn't tell me you grew wings! What does your outfit look like?" She asked me all excited. "Does it look like Tecna's? Or what about Stella's, Musa? Or Flora?"
It was multiple questions at one time. "Bloom, calm down." I told her as I playfully pushed her away. "It's a red strapless halter top shaped like a heart, pink and red, along with a short frilly skirt, with short ankle boots and red gloves. My wings are yellow heart butterfly shape." I told her.
Her eyes were filled with being amazing. I laughed at my sister's reaction. "You'll grow wings, soon Bloom." I told her with all the confidence that would come out of my voice.
"What if I am not a fairy, what if I am one of those three girls we met the other day?"
I shook my head, "You a witch? You would have been able to fly last night, plus Stella and Flora told you they sensed good magic not dark magic, you have light magic."
Bloom put a hand on my shoulder, "Let's get class." She took the hand of my shoulder and hurried up to the other girls.
Bloom was drifting away from me. I was kind of hurt, to see her do that to me. Luckily I had my roommates.
-OUT OF POV-
"Good morning, everyone! As usual it befalls me to kick of the school year. Now for those of you who haven't met me yet I am Professor Wizgiz your teacher of metamorphosis or as I prefer to call it….the art of changing."
Syria watched him as he pulled his mouth to the side which automatically snapped back in place then suddenly transformed into Griselda. "The way you look!" Everyone gasped in shock then applauded. "Oh, but that's nothing! By year's end you'll do better than that!" Wizgiz was back to normal.
"And since every ending has a beginning, let us start with a simple exercise." A hand mirror appeared in front of everyone. "Concentrate, look in the mirror, look at yourself, and think about changing your hair color."
-SYRIA'S POV-
I took the mirror into my hand and concentrated hard my hair changed from the ginger red to bright blue. I looked over at Bloom. She wasn't able to do it.
Wizgiz had went in front of Bloom. "Don't worry, Bloom. If at first you don't succeed try again." She looked over at me and huffed. "Really?" She looked at my hair color that was still blue. "Ugg." She mumbled, I heard everything.
Classes went on for the day and the day turned into night. Bloom during the defensive spells lesson with Mistress Griselda turned upside down. Bloom not being able to concentrate to transform. All the other girls were able to. Bloom just scoffed at me.
"I'm starting to think we aren't actual sisters." Bloom told me, while we walked back to our dorm together.
"Your right, Bloom." I told her with a calm voice. "We may not be." I told her truthfully. "Remember this, I didn't even believe in all of this. Not until I actually transformed for the first time and you know why I did?" Bloom shook her head.
I stopped in front and turned to face my sister. "Because YOU were in danger. That witch put you in an ice block. Flora said that it eventually kills fairies." I said. "I needed for you to be okay and you were after the rest of the girls got there as well. So maybe, it has to do with your mood." I said. "I was scared for you." Without another word, a small wet tear ran down my face.
I didn't take another second with her, I just wanted out of here. I turned and ran down the hall to my dorm, slamming the door to my dorm room when my other roommates looked up at me who saw me crying.
All of them saw me go into my room with them quickly following me. Amaryl being the first followed by Cornelia, Francis, Karina, who were all sitting on my bed as I hugged my pillow while tears ran down my face.
"Bloom and I had a fight." I told the other girls. "She is mad that I came into my powers, got my wings before her and not to mention you saw her in Wizgiz's class she couldn't even do the simplest of moves." I quit talking.
The others just looked at me, "She does have power, and Stella said it herself. It took me a year in middle school after everyone transformed for the first time back then compared to the other girls." Amaryl told me. "Yeah, she's just a late bloomer."
-OUT of POV-
The witch students gather as Headmistress Griffin take a seat at the high seat. One teacher made sure to quiet down all the chatty students. "My young witches, I have summoned you here because I have a sad piece of news to share: the fairies are hosting a party tonight and once again, the witches of Cloud Tower have NOT been invited." She continued. "Yes, my friends, I agree with you, but this is an opportunity for you test your cursing skills. It is your duty of every witch in this school to crash this party, and wipe the smile off their faces! They've snubbed us, we'll make them pay! And so, I urge you to come up with a way to ruin their little fiesta! Submit your proposals and I'll select one. May the worst witch win!"
Icy looked at the others, "This may be an idea how to get that blonde princesses little ring and we'll get the dragon fire." Icy told the other girls.
"I've received many suggestions but none as disgusting as yours! A horrible idea! Terrible! Despicable! In other words it's the best! "We'll done you three! Great start to the year!" Icy smirked. "Thanks professor!" "Now please don't disappoint me." "We'll get to work ma'am!" "Trust us. You can be sure we won't fail. Tonight you'll sleep at the sound of crying fairies."
-out of POV-
Syria watched Bloom arrive back at Alfea and had hurried across the quad. Ships were parked all over it, with more on the road outside, which was how she knew the heroes from Red Fountain had already arrived. She needed to get back to her dorm quickly so she could get changed and not miss the start of the dance. Syria was waiting outside of her dorm.
Syria looked at her, "Can I help?" Syria asked. She was in a light pink dress that sparked in the light, it was a spagatti strap dress that went down to her ankles. Bloom and Syria headed back to their dorm room. They both almost ran into a door that marked "Teaching Staff Only.' They both looked at each other it was odd to both of them that as out of bounds to students had been left so careless unsecured. Wouldn't have been locked? Closed? Students would just walk past it not seeing it if the door was closed.
Bloom and Syria were heading for the stairs again when the sound of a door opening had them freezing in place. A door that they hadn't seen each other swung open and they both quickly ducked underneath the hollow stairs, both having a bad feeling in her stomach.
"I sense we're close to where the gifts are being held," They both recognized voice. It was Icy. "I can take them out," Syria said as she stood up and started to glow. "No, we need to find out what they are doing." Bloom said.
The Trix who were focused on the ornate chest that bore the Red Fountain code of Arms. They hid behind a large pillar at the back of the room and restored to listening to the conversation, knowing that looking would be too risky.
"This school is so sappy," Darcy commented looking at around all the bright colors. "I can't for the life of me figure out why the Red Fountain guys want to hang out with these losers."
The Winx Girls casted a spell of the month on the eggs and made sure that the case Stella had with her for her wing would not be the actual ring of Solaria. They didn't know what happened.
Soon, Bloom and Syria, Syria had however been knocked unconisous after Stormy knocked her out with a lighting strike. Bloom had gained wings, and was able to defeat the Trix. Though it was just out of luck. The Winx Girls and Syria's dorm mates left the great hall and found Syria coming too. Syria had a small cut above her eyes other than that she was fine. Able to walk on her own.
The rest of the night, went on as planned. Syria danced with a boy named Tyler who was a sophomore as well, just not a part of the other guys squad of guys.
AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter isn't as well done as I wanted. In the show it was mainly about Bloom. However I went forward with it, and slowly made it my own getting bored at the end so I rushed it.