Bloom and Sky

It had been a week since their funeral. Everyone else finished off senior year. Everyone listened when senior superlatives were aliyopewa out. “Nicest”, “Prettiest Eyes”, “Class Couple”, “Most Likely to be Remember” where Flora’s everyone remember back to the first siku of Senior mwaka when they put in nominations, and voted on them the week before she died. Everyone loved her and wish they got to see her in her prom dress, au walk across the stage at graduation, yet no one did. It’s because she was gone. She was the most innocent of the group because she was only a puppet in...

>1. What was your reaction about being FOTM?
I was really happy.Thank wewe guys :D
>2. inayopendelewa Character?
Daphne. Though i think I'm the only one who still likes her this much.
>3. Least inayopendelewa Character?
Well,at first it was Layla,but now Bloom.
>4. inayopendelewa Transformation?
Enchantix. I like how the wings made them look like real fairies.
>5. Least inayopendelewa Transformation?
Mythix. Too much make up,believix shoes,and the hair is so flat and lifeless.
>6. What do wewe like about the Winx Spot?
I like the links,the forums,but mostly,I like how everybody here is really nice.It...

Past: Belle turned her head and saw.....

Oval shaped, glittering green wings! She looked forwards and started jumping up and down, and finally started to fly. She let the wind- well, the air swooshing for her wings- hit her back.

-groan- Belle turned her head. HOW DID THAT UGLY THING GET IN HERE?! Thought Belle. EEKK!!! Belle cried out. Bloom came in running with a tray of cookies. "Belle, wewe got your wings!" She cried and dropped her cookies, and stared at the monster. "Darkar." She spat at him. He wiped it off her face. "Fairies. So immature." He spat right back at her, and gave her a dark...

"Birds and butterflies rivers and mountains she creates but you'll never know the inayofuata songesha she'll make."

Flora often perched herself upon the branches of a tree. It made her feel zaidi at home, it helped her think. She enjoyed the way the butterflies danced about in the calm, leaf rustling wind. They didn't have to worry about anything other than getting captured in a net--even so they were usually fast enough to escape such a fate. Flora not so much. Her life was unpredictable and ever changing. Most of the time when Flora took to the trees it was because she was feeling trapped and the great...