When we finally got to Magix City's Grand Park, the place was already lit like a Justin-Beiber concert. Teens our age were everywhere talking, laughing, playing Frisbee, tossing around balls, and just outright having a good time.

"Wow. I didn't expect this place to be so crowded," said Bloom, "parks back on Earth were never really this packed. Even during the weekend."

But alas, this wasn't just any weekend. It was Spirit Day, an event all schools throughout the universe celebrated. Me and Bloom hadn't known about it until this morning but from what Stella told us, Spirit Day was when high-school students from all around the dimension gathered together in one place to celebrate being active by participating in sports and other activities. And ironically, Spirit Day took place over the course of two days.

Today, Friday, everyone was hanging out in the capital planet's main park, while tomorrow, Saturday, we were going to a boardwalk city on Solaria to chill out on the beach all day (Stella was super excited about that).

"Where are the guys? We were supposed to meet here," frowned Stella, finger-combing her hair.

"Yeah. Thirty minutes ago," corrected Musa, sounding slightly annoyed.

We'd made plans with the Specialists to meet up at the park at exactly eight thirty when everything started, but someone took extra long in the bath and choosing her outfit so we didn't make it on time.

"I don't see them anywhere. This crowd is so thick," observed Bloom slowly, scanning the crowd as she squinted against the sun's morning rays.

"Who cares about them? Let's go have some motherfucking fun!" I encouraged, swinging my high ponytail. I was seriously pumped about all of this. The air was fresh, the wind was delightfully breezy, and it was morning time (my favorite time of day). What more could I ask for?

"How about we go on a jog as a little warm-up?" suggested Musa.

"You guys go on ahead. I wanna look at the garden," smiled Flora, adjusting the straps of one of her many sports bras (and ironically, even under such a long, loose shirt, you could still see her jugs jiggling).

"I'm going to see if I can pick up a better wi-fi signal," was Tecna's excuse.

"And I think I'm going to go look for the boys," added Bloom. Stella, who was too busy trying to apply lip-gloss, hummed her agreement.

"Looks like it's just you and me," announced Musa, giving me and silly loop-sized grin.

"Alright then. Let's make like Flora's boobs and bounce!" I declared, clapping my hands together. Ignoring all the looks a few passerbys were giving us, Stella's jealous grumbles, and Flora's embarrassed squeaks, we all went out own ways.

As the two of us started down the sidewalk, Musa and I stayed quiet. I didn't know the reason behind her soundlessness, but I was too busy looking around to start conversation.

Magix City's grand park was unlike any park I'd ever seen. Sure, I'd been here plenty of times but it just felt and seemed more beautiful today. Its miniature formal gardens were full of teens (instead of old people) actually conversing with each other face to face instead of staring down at their phones, the benches were shiny and sparkly from the sunlight, the ornamental trees seemed fuller than usual, butterflies and bees traveled to and from rose patches, and the water fountains inside the crystal lakes actually looked like sculpted works of art instead of cheap, dramatic, bird-poop covered investments.

Even with the hundreds and hundreds people, the place felt bigger than normal. Back home, a park was nothing more than a waste of space polluted with dog poop, vandalized equipment, and disgusting smelling flowers. But here, a park meant acres and acres of concrete interspersed with very neat and green grass verges. Serving as the main park of the capital planet Magix, it had rollerblading tracks, tennis courts, basketball courts, water parks, pools, and skate-boarder basins. There were different kinds of music playing from all over, thus clashing with each other but in a good way.

Activity booths and interactive events were placed and occurring everywhere you looked, encouraging you to participate and get into the festive spirit. And because there was particularly more people out today, vendors with all types of refreshments were set up all over, selling their merchandise for cheap. It was too bad none of them was selling alcohol (I could really go for a tequila right about now).

"So what's going on?" I asked at last, shaking myself out of my admiring state. We were well out of the other girls' earshot, so perhaps Musa would open up to me.

However, "It's nothing" was all Musa gave me as we jogged down the concrete pathways snaking through the park.

Though I might have exceptionally, I was no fool. It didn't take a genius to know she was thinking about Riven. She probably felt sad about how Riven treated her (which was like dirt. But in my opinion, that was super nice compared to how he dealt with me and Sky. We got the you're-a-piece-of-shit treatment).

After about another five minutes of silence (apart from my heavy breathing. Sorry but I'm really out of shape), I got an idea. "Hey! How about we get the girls and guys and hit the water park?" I suggested hopefully. One of the water slides was literally so epic and massive, I could see the top of it looming over the mass of trees in the distance. And the mixture of delighted, scared, and excited screams coming from it only got me even more worked up.

For the first time that morning, Musa smiled. "Sounds great. After all this sweating, I think—Cadey, look out!"

Whoosh!

When I turned around, all I saw was a white orb flying towards me and the next thing I knew, I was lying on the concrete with a headache throbbing like techno.

Damn, that hit me like a wrecking ball (cultural pun NOT intended. That shit really hurt!).

"Are you okay?" asked Musa with concerned.

With a strong blood taste in my mouth, I slowly peeled my face off the hot concrete and sat up slowly. Two small red patches already were drying on the sidewalk where my head once laid, and a soccer ball with a matching stain was only inches away.

"Oops! Did I hit you?" giggled a sickeningly evil yet sweet voice. Musa and I both turned to see a girl with bouncy blue curls in a matching tracksuit jogging over to us with a twisted, devilish grin on her face.

I found myself silently swearing uncontrollably when I recognized her as the blue-haired girl—Mira, was it?—from that party me and the girls got played.

"Why you little…" I growled.

"You did that on purpose," frowned Musa, folding her arms across her chest. "What's your problem?"

Like we all didn't already know.

Mira paused a few inches away from us, staring at me with that same anger and hatred from the party. "Don't act like you don't have a clue," she hissed, clenching both fists. "You took our boyfriends away from us! Isn't that right, girls?"

"'Girls'?" I repeated questioningly, though I already knew what that meant. And like magic, Lillian and Daisy appeared on both sides of Mira, both of them glaring fire at us (specifically Daisy. Lilly was too busy tearing up to even keep a straight face).

"So where are the rest of your little slutty friends?" scowled Daisy, "out fishing for some more guys to seduce?"

I was about to retort her, but Bloom's voice threw me off. "Hey! Musa! Acadia!" she called out to us, running across the grass with Stella over to us . I swore under my breath when I spotted Timmy, Sky, and Brandon behind them.

"Ha! My point exactly," spat Daisy.

"Ugh! I can't believe you!" Mira stomped her foot angrily. "You make our boyfriends break up with us just so you could bitch around with other boys!?" she raged at me, catching the attention of everyone around us.

"Hey, what's going on?" asked Bloom with concern when everyone made it over. It took one glace at the 3 Angry Ex-Girlfriends for her face to fall. "Oh."

"You three again?" snorted Stella, twirling some blond hair around her finger. "What do you want now?"

"We didn't make them break up with you for your information," I glowered at the three of them, "they didn't tell us they were taken."

"Um, are we missing something?" asked Timmy awkwardly, adjusting his glasses.

"Yeah. What are they talking about?" asked Brandon (Sky) suspiciously, glancing at me and then at Bloom.

"Don't worry. Bloom's not involved," I assured the blond, rolling my eyes at the sky. "See, back when school started there was this party and-"

"These two and that one with the big, fake boobs seduced our boyfriends and made them break up with us!" interrupted Mira rudely, glaring at me and Stella and then turning to the boys. "And they're trying to control you three, too."

And speaking of three, wasn't there supposed to be four Specialists? That's when I noticed Riven wasn't with us. Where was that jackass now?

"Puh-leez. If I wanted to seduce somebody, I could do way better than these three," I insisted harshly with a yawn. "No offense, guys."

"None taken," said Sky and Brandon simultaneously at the same time Timmy was saying, "I get that a lot."

"Tch." Mira clicked her tongue. "Whatevs. C'mon, girls. Let's bail before there's trouble." The rest of us remained silent as the three of them stomped off, leaving behind a lavender-scented this-isn't-over mist.

"Well, that happened," snorted Stella.

"Who are those girls anyway?" questioned Sky (Brandon).

"Just some stupid-ass girls from a party. Nobody important. But anyways, what are we doing first?" I asked anxiously, already forgetting about the 3 Musketeers. "How about we go to the water park?"

"Ooh, yes! I finally get a chance to show off my new bikini," giggled Stella, eyeing Sky (Brandon) in a flirtatious kind of way.

"Oh…uh…swim suits? I don't know," fidgeted Timmy, his face turning red as he looked down at his shoes timidly.

"C'mon, Tim. Don't you want to see Tecna in a bikini?" teased Stella, wrapping an arm around the geek's shoulder. "I could've sworn I saw a string two-piece in her closest the other day…"

I suppressed a laugh as Timmy's nose bled a little. Just the thought of his crush in a little bikini must've been too hot to handle.

"I'll text Flora and Tecna and tell them to meet us there," announced Bloom, taking out her phone.

"Where's Riven?" I asked the guys, sparing Musa the embarrassment of asking herself.

"I was just wondering that myself. He said he was going to meet us ten minutes ago," frowned Timmy, "and he isn't answering his phone."

"What's new? He's just being a jerk again," sighed Brandon (Sky). When did he stop?

"What if he's in trouble?" considered Bloom after sending her text to the rest of the Winx.

"Eh, the big lug can take care of himself. He's always saying that much, right?" pointed out Stella, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"No, I mean trouble-trouble," corrected Bloom.

"Gun-pointed-at-head trouble," I clarified for her. And to be honest, that sounded just like the kind of shit Riven could get himself into. "This is Riven we're talking about, people. Anything's possible with him."

"I say we go look for him," suggested Bloom.

"Yeah," I agreed with a nod, "he might be extremely rude, arrogant, and have an attitude bigger than Flora's boobs-"

"Hey!" squeaked Flora, who just happened to be joining us.

"But he's still our friend," Bloom finished for me. I honestly wasn't going to go that far, but hey! Whatever works, I guess. Any other day, I would've cared less about the Lone Wolf, but he still owned me twenty dollars. Twenty dollars I wouldn't get if the douche bag ended up getting shot.

"Let's split up," announced Tecna, appearing beside Sky (Brandon). We all startled at her sudden materialization. "What?" she blinked.

"We'll split up into groups of two," went on Bloom, "and we'll cover different parts of the park. If one team finds Riven, we'll call up the other groups and we'll meet at that location."

Yesh. A lot of trouble for a loser like Riven.

"I call Flora!" I blurted instantly.

"Cadey, no sexual harassment," frowned Bloom.

"Dang it. But anyways, let's make like a guillotine and head off, people!"


"Where is that fucker?" I complained for the umpteenth time as me and Flora traveled through the masses of people. We'd been walking around and around for at least thirty minutes and I was tired of it. Every second we wasted looking for the Lone Wolf could've been spent at the water park.

Oh, the water park. I felt myself getting more and more irritated with every passing minute. For all we knew, Riven probably wasn't even here. He most likely just bailed again and didn't bother to tell anyone.

"Don't call him that. Riven probably just…got caught up in something," insisted the always innocent Flora, "I'm sure it's nothing serious."

"Yeah, right," I snorted, rolling my eyes. "For all we know, that idiot's already—OOF!" I walked straight into something brick-hard, causing me to stagger backwards into Flora.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is," announced a familiar voice that made my skin crawl. Gritting my teeth, I slowly looked up to see the taunting, grinning face of Miller.

Shit.

"What do you want?" I growled, clenching my fists at my sides. I absolutely hated the way he was looking at us with that stupid lopsided grin. To anyone else, its message was innocent and playfully but to me, it was extremely mocking.

"What's going on?" asked Miller, placing a hand atop Flora's head. "Haven't seen you in a while."

I didn't know if the man-slut was addressing me or Flora, but I sure didn't give a heck. "Back off, buddy," I hissed, shoving him away. "In case you haven't figured it out, we don't like you."

"Aw, you're so mean," pouted Miller, "always the aggressive type. But that's alright. I like feisty women. Me-yow."

I had two options: punch him in the face or just walk away. I was very tempted to do the first one, but I knew better.

"Whatever. Let's go, Flores," I scowled, grabbing my friend's arm and leading her away from the douche bag. "We don't need him."

"See you around!" called Miller's playful voice from behind.

I honestly hope we didn't.

"Uh, that was a little awkward," said Flora lowly after we put some distance between us and Miller.

"Tell me about it. But trust me, that ain't the last we're gonna see of him," I warned her as we walked (well, I was more marching than anything) down a concrete trail. "And I'm sure his other good-for-nothing friends are lurking around here somewhere. And that kind of sucks since their psycho girlfriends happen to be here too and…"

I trailed off and froze.

"Acadia? What is it?" asked Flora alertly, stopping as well and looking around.

I didn't say anything.

I just stared.

Not that far away—a few yards maybe?—I spotted Riven's backside (his spiky, magenta hair stood out among the crowd like a Lady Gaga fan at a Justin Beiber concert) at an ice cream vendor. However, that wasn't the unusual part (who didn't like ice cream?). It wasn't Riven I was staring at. It was the backside of a girl beside him. She had long brown hair and was holding on to Riven's arm the way I saw the all mushy-gushy girls cling on to their boyfriends.

"Oh shit," I swore, having recognized the girl, or should I say witch, immediately.

The two turned around so me and Flora could see their faces. Dressed in a muscle shirt and torn jeans was Riven, who was holding an ice cream cone. And beside him was a girl in all purple with classes, her clothes containing weird illusional (is that even a word?) patterns.

"Darcy!?" gasped Flora.

What the hell?! Why—how?!—did Darcy make her move on Riven already?! We hadn't gotten that far in the series yet! Why were they together?!

"I'm calling the others now," announced Flora, taking out her phone. "I know this is all so sudden but let's just wait for the others-"

"To hell with waiting! I want answers now!" I snapped, marching over to the couple, who had yet to spot me and Flora. "Yo! Riven!" I barked.

Riven, who had been uncharacteristically smiling before, looked up at me and a scowl immediately spread across his face. "What do you want?" he hissed when I got in range. I made sure there was a gap between us when I confronted them. I didn't want to be inhaling the same intoxicated air as Darcy.

"What are you doing with her?" I snapped, sending a sharp glare at Darcy.

"What does it look like, genius?" countered Riven, narrowing his eyes. "I'm out with my girlfriend."

I swore I saw a kid drop his ice cream when Riven said girlfriend. "Girlfriend? Since when?" I didn't even wait for an answer. "It doesn't matter. She's using you, Riven. This is all some scheme to get back at me and the girls."

"It's always gotta be about you and your dumb little friends, doesn't it?" growled Riven, "our relationship has nothing to do with you. Any of you." Lone Wolf didn't stop there. "And you know what? I think you're jealous," spat Riven, pointing an accusing finger at me.

I snorted in return. "You're naïve, honey."

Darcy rested her head on Riven's arm and smirked tauntingly at me. When our eyes locked, that smirk grew bigger.

"Is there a problem here?"

That chilling voice belonged to no one but Icy. She and Stormy stood in front of Riven and Darcy, matching my glare. "Humph. You little fairies really don't know how to stay out of the way," frowned Stormy, folding her arms across her chest.

Grrreaattt. The rest of the Trix were here, too. This was sure to end well.

"Right back at ya," I glowered, standing my ground. Honestly, WHY were the Trix around every corner?

"Riven!" called out a voice. I turned around to see Musa, the rest of the Winx, and Specialists hurrying over. "What's she doing here?" asked Musa with a growl, pausing beside me when her eyes landed on Darcy. Her eyes glowed with protective yet jealous fire. A glare that made Darcy's smirk grow even wider.

Her expression made it obvious she was pleased with the reaping of her harvest. In fact, this was what this was all about. To anger us. Get on our bad side (well, more like worse side).

"Oh? Didn't Riven tell you? He's been seeing Darcy for the past few weeks," said Icy, observing her nails like she was bored or something, though she wasn't fooling anyone. Her face was twisted with fucked-up satisfaction as well. They were all in this together.

"Wait. A few weeks? Riven, you didn't say anything to us about her," spoke up Brandon (Sky), looking his rival and friend (I think?) in the eyes.

"Yeah. We would've thrown you a bachelor party," joked Sky (Brandon). Seriously? I was all for jokes but c'mon, bro. Now was NOT the time.

"Like I had to. I don't need to tell you my every move like you're my mom, Brandon," sneered Riven, ignoring Sky (Brandon) like the rest of us. "I don't owe anything to you."

"However, you do owe me twenty bucks," I announced in a singsong.

"Shut up!" Riven glared fire and brimstone at me.

"Don't pay attention to them, Riven. You don't need them," coaxed Darcy, burying her face into Riven's arm as she squeezed it tighter (was she trying to cut off his blood circulation?)

"Cool it, Darcy! You don't love him, and we all know it!" exploded Musa suddenly, clenching her fists to tightly they were starting to turn red. "So stop with the sick act!"

"Musa, calm down." Brandon (Sky) rested a hand on the girl's shoulder. "It's okay."

"No! It's not okay!" blurted Musa, shaking him off. She pointed at Darcy the way the John Wilkes Booth aimed his gun at Abe Lincoln at that theatre. She didn't seem to care that a crowd was surrounding us, quietly watching and filming the fight. "It's not right! Riven's being used by this…by this…whore!"

Though no one spoke, I knew everyone was all like dayum or oh-no-she-didn't.

"What did you just say?" shouted Icy, sounding like she was gearing up for a fight.

"You heard me damn well!" Musa shouted back in the same tone.

"Someone stop them!" pleaded Flora from behind me as Musa and Icy got in a come-at-me-bitch stance, readying to pounce on each other at any given second.

And right at Musa was about to make the first move, Sky (Brandon) jumped in front of her. "Not so fast, sparky," he joked, taking her by her waist and lifting her up off the ground. He slung her over his shoulder and started away from the witches.

"No! What are you doing? Let me go!" demanded Musa angrily, kicking her feet and pounding on Sky's (Brandon's) backside furiously. "Let me at her!"

"No can do, sparky," was Sky's (Brandon's) reply as he carried her away, not seeming to notice her struggles.

"C'mon, everyone," I spat, turning around on my heels as Riven barked at the crowd to get the fuck out, resulting in its disbandment. "Let's get out of here before there's trouble."

But honestly, I knew for certain there was going to be trouble.

Let's face it. That was inevitable, especially since us and all of our enemies were gathered in the same place. That was a recipe for guaranteed disaster.


"It's too little," panicked Flora for the tenth time, adjusting the bikini's straps. We were all in the girls' changing room, getting ready to hit the water park.

While the rest of us were just about ready, Flora was still fretting over her swim suit. "I-I don't understand! I could fit it back when I packed it for school," went on Flora, "wh-why doesn't it now?" She was in a hot-pink two piece, its top part just barely covering up her nipples.

"Take it or leave it," I nearly snapped at her, ignoring the jealous glances Stella was giving Flora. I didn't mean to be rude, but I was extremely excited to get on the water rides.

Most of the other girls in the room were jealously sending glances at Flora as if trying to determine if her jugs were plastic or natural. "They're real, people," I enlightened loudly, "so stop staring like she's filming pornography or something."

"Ca-Cadey!" stammered Flora.

I ignored her. "Well, I'm about to hit the water slides," I announced, swinging the door open. "I'll see you hoes later." And with that, I jogged outside. This part of the park was different from the rest. There was no grass, no swing sets, no dog poop. Just pools, slides, and even more pools. This was my kind of place!

Now, what should I get on first? Everything looked way too wicked, but there was only one slide that was worthy of my time. The Splash Master, which was the same ride I'd spotted back when Musa and I were jogging. I was about to conquer that beast.

Tingling with anxiety and excitement, I walked through the masses of people until I arrived at the ride's Snake-Way long line. Seriously, it looked like there were HUNDREDS of people ahead of me. My shoulders immediately dropped. I was going to be here a while.

"Ugh! This line's too long!" complained Icy's voice from behind me.

Shit.

"Tell me about it. We shouldn't even be here," complained Stormy's, "we should be at the mall or something but because of Darcy and that stupid Riven-"

"What about 'that stupid Riven'?" I asked, whirling around to face them. The two were dressed in their signature color bikinis, adorned in excessive jewelry and sunglasses.

"Great. Just what we needed," groaned Icy with an eye roll, "another Winx."

"But she's all alone," pointed out Stormy with a taunting grin, "she's useless and pathetic."

"Oh yeah? If that's the case, why don't we go one on one?" I suggested aggressively "you versus me. Wind against wind."

"Please. Compared to my violet storms, your pathetic little wind is nothing but a small autumn breeze," laughed Stormy rudely, getting into a fighting position. "I'm gonna blow you anyway!"

"Whatever. Come at me!"

I was about to make the first move if Flora hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere and get between us. "Wait a second, you two! There are too many people here. You could seriously hurt someone," she said sternly, frowning at Stormy and then me.

"Tch." Stormy clicked her tongue. "Who cares? Just get out of my way before I make you."

"Stormy, no!" Icy grabbed her sister's shoulder, hissing at me and Flora. "There are authorities around, remember? If you get caught, that would mean serious trouble for us."

Her statement honestly surprised me. I never expected her to say such a thing. But then again, they were just minor witches at this point. They had yet to their screw-the-rules-we're-going-take-take-over-the-dimension-no-matter-what-you-jackasses-say stage.

I didn't really think about that. Besides, since we were sandwiched by people, that wouldn't have worked anyway.

"By the way, Flora, how did you get so far ahead in the line?" I wondered aloud.

"Oh. Some kind gentlemen let me through." Flora smiled brightly as if she didn't notice the two witches scowling at her. That's when I noticed she was still wearing that tiny bikini. Well, that explained things.

"Whatever," spat Stormy. She glared at me. "This isn't over. One day, we're gonna have our little battle. And when that time comes, I'm not going to go easy on you."

I was looking forward to it just as much as you, Stormy. When that time does come, then we'll see who's truly the most powerful wielder of the winds.


"Woohoo! Finally!" I screamed when Flora and I got to the top. Thanks to Flores, her big boobs crammed in a tiny bikini, and extremely sweet smile, we got cutsies and made it to the front line in no time. "Let's do this thing!"

"Uh, you go right ahead," smiled Flora, "I'll go after."

"What's wrong? Scared?" I teased, taking in the view. We could seriously see the WHOLE water park from this height.

Flora turned red. "Nuh-no. It's just…you've been waiting for this longer than I have."

I rolled my eyes as I positioned myself on the ground in front of the chute. "If you say so. Just don't chicken out. See ya at the bottom!" And with that, I pushed myself forward. "WOOHOO!" I laughed as I slid down the curvy chute with turbo speed, the water inside it cooling my body.

I screamed with delight all the way until I reached the end, falling into a pool of crystal-blue water. "That was motherfucking awesome!" I yelled after coming up from under the water. As I blinked the chlorine out of my eyes, I heard and felt another splash behind me meaning Flora had just came down. "Flora, wasn't that cool?"

"Oh no," squeaked Flora from behind me.

I whirled around and the first things that caught my eyes were Flora's boobs. Her bikini top was no longer there and she was pressing her hands against her boobs, doing her best to shield them (but that was impossible since they were so big). "WHERE'D YOUR SWIM SUIT GO?" I asked a little too loudly.

The people surrounding us all turned to stare. "I-I don't know! Hel-help me find it," stammered Flora, frozen.

"Looking for this?" taunted a voice. Right behind Flora was Stormy, and she was dangling something in the air.

Shit. Flora's bikini top.

"You want it? Then come get it!" laughed Stormy. And with that, she ran away.