Chapter 17
Bloom tried to converse with Riven, who just continued to ignore her and flirt with Diaspro. She blinked back her tears. "Gosh, why am I being so sissy over a guy..." she thought. Her mood lightened a bit when she saw the rest of the winx coaxing Stel into helping them out with some of the manual labour.
"We could finish this exactly 3.7 times faster if you know who had helped us?"
"Sweetie, come on, you will enjoy it!"
"I don't want to break a nail!"
"Oh come on, that will be good exercise! Use a brush or a roll."
"It is bad for my skin"
"Jeez bro, wear gloves!"
"Rubber is bad for my skin! And I am not your bro."
"AHHHH!" Everyone screamed, frustrated.
Bloom sighed at the argument. She filled up a bucket of paint. She looked convincingly sad and defeated, but there was a glint of humour and mischief in her eye, and only Riven managed to see that. He unconsciously smacked hi lips, earning a glare from the specialists. Diaspro turned his attention back on her by touching his cheek, making him melt.
Bloom, however, decided to ignore that and continued filling a bucket with paint.
"That is so not fair, you can't do her work!" Musa exclaimed.
"That's okay, learn from her Muse, she is such a good friend."
"You sure Stel?" Bloom asked, her eyes shining with mischief. She artfully covered that up, and Stella was about to speak. Bloom let out one of her melodious laughs, and threw some paint on Stella.
She just stood, looking shocked. Meanwhile, the vamps, winx, and Riven were also looking shocked.
"You were saying Stella?" Bloom asked sweetly, feigning innocence.
"Wait a go girl!" Techna cheered, and the rest of the winx and specialists followed.
"But I've got some for you to!" Bloom exclaimed, pouting slightly, and flicking some of the paint on the rest of the winx and the specialists.
Riven looked at Bloom hungrily. He tried to control himself, but he lost it and smirking evilly, said, "Hey, that is not fair babe, you are as spotless as ever!"
Taking advantage of Bloom's slight distraction, the winx and specialists threw paint on her. Soon, there was a colour fight; or to be precise; war.
Riven decided to go out of his way and coated his hands in paint, before catching Bloom from behind and smudging the struggling red head with paint, and mercilessly tickling her. "Stop, please!" The red head said through laughter, and somehow squirmed out of his grasp. Everyone sank down, tired.
Riven POV
I saw Bloom squatting on the ground, pouting cutely when she argued with her friends on who won. She looked so cute... I feel the urge to go near her, and touch her. I cannot bear staying away from my own personal sexy godess.
End of POV
Miss Faragonda came then, and was shocked. "Girls, what is going on?" "Specialists, attention! I need and explanation." Saladin said in a strict tone. Meanwhile, the witches also had arrived. Hubble, who had seen Bloom, had wisely decided to stay away. Miss Griffin walked up.
"Stop being so fussy Faragonda and Saladin! They are just children! Let them enjoy life, and just try to be a bit of a dotting Grandparent lke me."
Everyone looked questioningly, and Bloom sighed and said sheepishly, "Gran, Grandma, and Grandpa, I can explain. I was just- err- trying to gain some co- operation from my team mates, so I kind of started it in an attempt to get them to listen to me."
The teachers quickly cleared the mess, telling the girls to stay clear of Griselda. Miss Griffin excused herself before walking over to Hubble. "Did you take a video?"
"Yes Headwitchtress. I did. Here is your phone."
Miss Griffin gave her a curt nod and sent the video to someone who would really love to see that.
The ones on the other side chuckled softly. "She really would fit in well with our kind..."
The girls and specialists soon got back to work, and the mysteriously disappeared vamps re- appeared. Flora made sure the school had plenty of flowers, and Stella, was- well- being Stella. Ordering people and stuff.
"Winx, we need to perform a couple of songs" Bloom said. She looked around quickly, and told the rest to follow her. After reaching a safe distance from the vamps, she resumed.
"Some- err- trusted sources of mine told me that the vamps are going to perform. Specially for the guys.
There were angry protests, before Bloom told everyone to relax.
"Muse, you sing. You have got the best voice ever."
Musa gave her a thumbs up sign, and Aisha volunteered to play the drums. Techna said she would play the casio, and Flora volunteered for the electric guitar.
"What about you sweetie?"
"I don't know, I know how to play all famous instruments and sing anyways" said Bloom. Realising what she said, she groaned. The others chuckled.
"In that case, you should be singing." Musa said thoughtfully.
Bloom took a step back. "No, I have never sung on stage before, let alone been on it in front of such a huge crowd. Plus, I have stage fright."
"Well then, I will make you get rid of it!" Stella exclaimed.
"It will be great, don't worry." Said Aisha.
"No offense Flo, but Bloom, you seemed to be more scared than Flora!" Techna exclaimed. Second surprise of the day on Techna's part.
"None taken Tech" Flora said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Now that is another big news.
"Breaking news! Flora has actually decided to be sarcastic, and even succeeded in doing so!" Aisha teased.
"But you sure about it?" Bloom asked nervously.
The winx gave her a thumbs up sign, and then Bloom said, "Since the guys seem to be bent upon breaking our hearts nowadays, one of the songs definitely has to be a revenge one."
"You mean, showing them our bitchy side?" Aisha asked rhetorically. "Cool, I'm in."
"And so are we." Said the rest of the girls. They came closer and decided what to do. Stella also had their band outfits planned! How Stellaish...
"Now we need to get the teachers' approval..." Bloom said, biting her lip nervously.
"You have got our support." Three voices said from behind. As they spun around, the heads of the three schools gave them full permission to perform.
"So, what will the name of our band be?"
"The winx club of course!" The girls giggled, and a certain desperate Vatican era guy who was very pale, tall, blond haired and grey-eyed was staring hungrily at Bloom
"Mine sweetheart. Only mine."
So, hope you liked it! Any guesses for who this guy is?