Dear Diary 2:
The Legendary Eight
Summary: The Winx's life turns around when they are set to go on the biggest adventure ever, with their newest member Elizabeth. The boys are set to come to and the Winx don't know how they'll cope. With awkward moments, sweet memories and a new enemy rising, this is one adventure you don't want to miss!
Rating: T – some action themes may frighten young readers, mild romance and fictional characters and beliefs.
Disclaimer: I do not own Winx Club! The only thing I own is the plotline, Elizabeth, Tess, Marnie, Nola, The Legendary Eight, Mark, The Dark Lord, Zargo, Lianne, Eric, the nymphs and various other ORIGINAL characters. Nothing else belongs to me.
Thanks to: One foot out the door for information about Beta Readers.
Special Requests: Lots of people who REALLY want Stella/Brandon, so that will be majority of this chapter. Don't worry some nice moments in here.
Previously on Dear Diary 2:
Lilli continued, "Earning your Fairix will be a huge challenge to you girls, but I have faith that you will complete it in perfect grace. You shall contact me every day by a special device which cannot be broken or stolen away from you, but I will tell you a bit more about that later."
"First," she said, "I will explain more about the perils you will face. Each of you has a place in your realm that you consider your 'home'. It will be the place you love the most. There you will find a token, with a symbol on it. At first the symbol will not be seen, but if you use powerful magic you will see it. This will be your 'key'. From there you will have to travel to every inch of your realm in search of your nymph, but in your case faerie. She will then instruct you on where to find the 'heart of your power'. Then, she will tell you the rest."
"Yes ma'am," Elizabeth muttered and Stella's smile immediately dropped. A whole five months with Brandon, her ex-boyfriend?
This was going to be one hell of a trip!
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CHAPTER TWO
A Bad Start
21st April 2009
Stella Solaria sat on her bright pink suitcase, her hand placed firmly on her chin. She was very reluctant to move, because she knew that if she did than she'd have to go straight to the private jets that waited outside. Nobody had been able to make her budge, not even her best friend Bloom Peters. She was too stubborn, just like her father.
The thought of spending a whole five months with her ex-boyfriend, who just happened to be your friend's boyfriend, terrified her. Stella, being Stella, knew she couldn't possibly survive without having at least three dozen flashbacks about when they were together. And knowing Brandon, he wouldn't stop ranting about Elizabeth.
Not that it bothered her, Elizabeth was her friend now. Though she still couldn't figure out why she was so eager to take her back. Maybe, it was because that a tiny voice in her head said that then she'd be able to see Brandon again. Stella bit her lip, as much as she wanted to deny it, she couldn't. She was still in love with him.
Stella closed her eyes. She knew she'd have to face him somehow, this avoiding-Brandon strategy couldn't hold up for much longer. The blonde quickly stood up, lugging her suitcase behind her. Before she left her suite, she quickly did a make-up check. And no, she wasn't doing that to impress Brandon, or at least that's what she tried to tell herself.
As soon as she exited the building, she felt a blast of cool air hit her face. She smiled as she saw Elizabeth bounce over to her. It didn't take long for Stella to figure out that Elizabeth's mood influenced the wind…a lot. Stella brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, before walking up to greet Elizabeth.
"Hey Stella," Elizabeth greeted, happily, "You are just in time! Bloom, Flora, Tecna, Layla and Musa are about to leave, and I'm leaving in about…five minutes."
Just around that time, five energetic fairies flounced over to Stella. Bloom came first, her long red hair trailing behind her. She instantly crushed Stella in a huge hug. After a while, she let go, giving the rest of the girls time to say goodbye. After a few tearful byes, Stella walked into her private jet and silently watched the others take of.
The idea of travelling by private jet was Ms Faragonda's idea. She said that the Winx would need a lot of energy on their adventure and it would be best if they saved their energy, rather than wasting it on portals to different realms. Layla was very relieved when she heard Lilli's idea. Even though Elizabeth had happily given Layla's stolen powers back, she still wasn't strong enough to do what all the other Winx were capable of.
Stella entered the jet and gazed around in awe. It looked much more like a mini house than a jet. There was a cockpit, where the people driving stayed, and then next to it was a small lobby. The lobby was furnished with comfy chairs, pillows and a plasma T.V. The two rooms were separated by a glass door, giving them a full view of the driver.
The Solarian princess decided to explore a bit more, and soon she came face-to-face with another door. She turned the door knob and smiled to herself. Inside was a pretty room, with a base colour of yellow and orange. In the centre sat a huge queen sized bed and to the left, a smaller single bed. As soon as Stella entered the room, the sweet smell of roses entered her nose.
"Mmmm…" Stella sighed in delight, jumping on the orange bed. She fluffed back the white pillows and sunk into them. She pulled out her diary from her pocket and de-miniaturized it. She quickly grabbed the pen of its holder and turned over to the next clean page, getting ready to write her latest entry.
She'd picked out a whole new diary, just for the trip. It was orange with yellow and white swirly designs on it. In the front in sparkly writing, there were the elaborate words: Princess Stella of Solaria. Stella smiled, running her hands over the words. Then she quickly turned back to the first page and started jotting down some words.
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Dear Diary,
I've just arrived onto our (meaning me and Brandon) jet and Brandon still hasn't arrived. I guess he got tired of waiting and went to go grab a soda or something. Well, whatever I don't care anyway, though if he doesn't arrive in ten minutes I'm starting the jet without him.
Anyway, what I wanted to write in here was something that is really private. Just a few days ago, when we had that huge discussion with Ms Faragonda, she held me back to tell me something very important. Well, she held back me and Bloom to be precise. Anyway, what I tell you is something not even the rest of the Winx… (Especially not Brandon) are allowed to hear.
Ms Faragonda told us that
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Before Stella could write another word, she heard the jet's door clicking. She immediately knew that Brandon must've come back and before he could come in, she quickly made an invisibility spell on her diary. Just as the door of her 'room' opened, there was a sparkly light and the diary floated into the air, slowly disappearing.
Meanwhile, Brandon had just come back with his chat with his mother, who still didn't like the idea of Brandon going of to Solaria. Brandon shook his head and entered the private jet, looking for a familiar lock of blonde hair. He quickly opened the door to the room he had to share with Stella, and saw Stella sitting on her bed. Her head whipped around and he waved sheepishly.
"Hey Stella," he babbled, "Sorry for breaking in on you like this but…"
Before he could say another word, Stella had walked straight up to him and given him a tight slap on his right cheek. Then his ex-girlfriend stomped out of the room, leaving Brandon mercilessly cradling his red cheek which was burning like fire. The red handprint was making his cheek very sore and he couldn't take it.
He rushed to the fridge and wrapped some fresh ice in a cloth and quickly placed it on his burning cheek. Instantly, the swelling went down and Brandon seeped in the ice cold touch, while rallying his thoughts about what had just happened.
Stella…had just slapped him? He just couldn't get his head around to it.
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The rush of the engine filled Musa's ears as she took off into the sky. She sat in a lounge, much similar to Stella's but more red. Opposite her was a very handsome looking Riven, who was staring at her intently, making her feel uncomfortable.
"So…" Musa started, trying to break the awkward silence that consumed them. She scratched her pale arms, nervously.
"Musa, what happened to us?" Riven blurted out before slapping his mouth.
Musa, for once, was lost for words. She started stammering and before she knew what was happening, a very shaky answer came out of her red lips, "Riven…I-I…"
Riven grunted and walked away, muttering to him, "Just forget I even said that, okay?"
Musa grabbed her red diary and added a line to her latest entry. In swirly writing, it clearly said:
What just happened?
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Layla smiled as she watched Nabu waving his wand back and forth, trying to amuse her. He was attempting all kinds of tricks, like the ones Bloom had once showed them in Gardenia. He pulled a coin out of her mouth, when she knew he had spelled it there. It was quite funny, actually, watching his attempts to preform something.
"Seriously Nabu, you are unbelievable," Layla scoffed, amused.
"No," He chuckled, raising one eyebrow while attempting a handstand, "What's unbelievable is that I'm being forced to marry my girlfriend!"
Layla rolled her eyes and nudged him, throwing him off balance, "Is that a bad thing?"
Suddenly, there was a bright flashing in one of Layla's jeans pockets. She smiled sheepishly, and pulled out her purple spell phone. She scrolled through the lists of missed calls and messages and she found the latest one. It was a hologram that had been sent precisely two and a half minutes ago, around the time when Nabu had attempted to transform a vase into a butterfly. He failed miserably, turning it into a speckled frog. Or was it a toad?
Layla quickly pressed the button and a stream of light centred in the middle of the room. Nabu's attention immediately went from his wand to the flickering picture that floated above both of them. Slowly the light revealed a pretty woman and a muscular man, both with towering crowns on their heads. They both looked very happy.
"Mum…Dad?" Layla questioned, uncertainly. Nabu nudged her and Layla immediately realised it was only a message. They weren't here to judge her.
"Layla…" her dad's voice crackled, "We called you to ask you what was going on. Lilli…Ms Faragonda, called us to say that you'd be…"
The hologram flickered out before her dad could finish his sentence. Nabu nudged Layla again, indicating that she should call them back to explain. Layla sighed and went to take the call.
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Bloom's long red hair was tied back in a slick ponytail, her curls falling around her perfectly framed face. She was wearing her usual outfit, but with a skirt instead of her usual jeans. She was dressed rather casually, yet to the prince of Erakylon, she was looking very cute. In his words, she was the picture of heavenly beauty.
Even though Sky could not stop looking at the divine goddess in front of him, Bloom wouldn't even spare the Prince a chance. When occasionally she made eye contact with him, her eyes would blaze over and she'd return to her book, without a word. It was as if she didn't even know he was sitting in the same room as her!
Sky sighed, slightly irritated. He knew she had a reason to be annoyed with him, he had almost cheated with his girlfriend with some…witch! Still, he couldn't help but be frustrated…she could've at least acknowledged his presence.
"Come on Bloom," he groaned, at last. "At least talk to me?"
Bloom looked up from her novel and shook her wavy hair, "Why should I? After what you did with Lianne…I don't think I can even bear to look at you!"
Sky sighed. It was a start.
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Flora giggled as Helia watched her intently. He was sketching a drawing of the pretty flower fairy, something that occupied most of his time. He just couldn't get enough of her, no matter how hard he tried. Helia smiled as Flora ruffled some of the flowers she'd put on board, making sure that it was looking perfect on the shelf.
Helia's hand flew over the peace of paper, and soon he had a detailed sketch of Flora. The brunette, only just realising that Helia had been sketching her, walked over to the long haired boy. She smiled and sat down next to him, the couch making a soft thump sound.
"Wow Helia!" Flora grinned, her dainty smile turning upwards, showing her small dimples.
The boy blushed, "Thanks Flora…I just wish I could make it real. It's my best so far."
Flora kissed his cheek, sweetly. She smiled and replied, "We'll make it real somehow. I promise you I'll find a way…eventually."
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Two technology people in one jet equalled major chaos. The two had practically set up computers in every inch of the room, that there was barely enough room for anything else! Tecna had even digitalized the couches and the rooms! It was like digital paradise…at least to them, that's what it looked like. They were very proud of their work!
Tecna and Timmy were both shy people and didn't like to talk a lot. So when they first came on the plane they made a pact to try to strengthen their relationship as much as possible. They both didn't want to end up with different people like Brandon and Stella. They were, after all, perfect for each other, right?
Well, that's what Tecna hoped so.
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Elizabeth and Mark were getting along just fine. Although they didn't know what to do, after all they had just met today. Elizabeth was sitting cross-legged on the white couch, her brown hair pulled back in a bun and her green eyes sparkling.
"I guess we'd start to get to know each other, since we just met," Elizabeth started, twirling a lock of perfectly straight hair around her pinkie.
"How about Truth or Dare?" suggested Mark, "Minus the dare…I don't think it's possible to do much in a jet?"
Elizabeth giggled, "Yeah, sure. That sounds great. You go first…"
"Um…" Mark said, thoughtfully, "Okay. Where are you from?"
"Easy. Willa, planet of air…okay, my turn…"
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Brandon had been looking for Stella for hours. He was so worried about the blonde princess, and not just because they were far behind every body else. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, his eyes concerned. He hated to admit it, but he still had some feelings left for Stella. So when she'd slapped him, it was not only his cheek that stung, but his heart too.
He turned around the corner and gasped. Sitting, wedged in a small corner, was Stella. She was curled up in a ball; her orange dress sprawling around her and her blonde hair messed up, her eyes tear-strained. Brandon instantly rushed to her side, hearing Stella's quiet sobs. As soon as the princess felt his presence, her sobs grew louder.
"I-I'm s-so sorry Br-r-andon…" she choked out, "I-I'm just so s-scared…w-when I see you it reminds me o-o-f when w-we were t-together-r…I-I'm so sorry."
Brandon sighed and pulled Stella's face up to level with his. He crouched down and told her, "Stella…you're not the one who's sorry. I'm the one who cheated on you…and I'm really sorry. I never meant to break our relationship."
Still, Stella's tears wouldn't stop. So Brandon sat down next to her, and pulled the blonde onto his lap. Stella climbed on, reluctantly. Brandon wrapped his strong, muscular arms around her and rocked her back and forth. Once she'd settled down, Brandon breathed into her ear, tickling Stella's senses. Then, he gave her a sweet kiss on her forehead.
"Want to head back now?" Brandon asked.
Stella nodded, but before Brandon could get up, she whispered his name softly. Brandon turned around and Stella enveloped him in a big hug, just smelling his sweet scent. Brandon smiled to himself and wrapped his other hand around Stella, caressing her blonde hair sweetly.
"Thank you…" she whispered into his chest.
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A dark haired man climbed through an open window and jumped off the high ceiling. His muscles reflexed as he made a perfect landing, dusting off his dark over coat. He looked around; inspecting the dark cell he stood in. He scoffed and walked over to the metal bars, which were made to be magic proof.
He raised his hand and the metal bars melted away. He walked across the row of cells, until he found one occupying three angry witches. He watched as the tallest one, with shiny silver hair walked up to him, separated by a metal bar. She growled at him, and he motioned to the letter that he'd sent them earlier that day.
Another one, this time with bushy hair, walked up, inspecting him. Then yet another one appeared by the silver haired one. She barely glanced at the man but instead glared at her tallest friend, who sighed. Then they all muttered some words and the man nodded, happily. He raised a hand and the bars melted, taking the witches by surprise. They all knew that the bars were immune to magic!
The three witches followed the man, who was now grinning evilly. The man turned to the witches and raised his hand again. This time they were enveloped in a dark light, transforming each one. Their apparel became darker and each one landed on the ground, feeling more powerful than they had ever felt before. They grinned, evilly.
Winx watch out – the Trix were back in the house…this time much stronger than they had ever been before!
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A/N:
Hey y'all! The second chapter took a little longer than I actually intended it to be, but it's pretty long. So…hope you enjoyed it! I put a lot STELLA/BRANDON in it! So I expect LOTS of reviews. LOL, I'm joking! But please review…
I'm not going to drag this on too long…so you have more time to give me a nice, long review!
Tootles,
Skylar xx
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WHAT DID MS FARAGONDA TELL BLOOM AND STELLA THAT WAS SO SECRET?
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH MUSA AND RIVEN?
HOW WILL THE CONVERSATION BETWEEN LAYLA AND HER PARENTS GO?
WILL NABU EVER GET BETTER AT HIS ANTICS (LOL)?
WILL BLOOM FORGIVE SKY…EVER?
WILL FLORA KEEP HER PROMISE?
HOW WILL ELIZABETH AND MARK'S GAME GO?
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH STELLA AND BRANDON?
TO FIND OUT THESE ANSWERS, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS CLICK ON THIS LITTLE BUTTON AND THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE POSTED A.S.A.P.! SO REVIEW!