I will be posting a lot of my fanfics this weekend because the 2/14-15/2014 is competition and then on 2/16 I'm going to see the ballet. So for not being active volgende weekend I'm going to post a lot this weekend. Side note this chapter was emotional to write because the song Turning Tables door Adele was a lyrical piece at my studio last season where the summer camp prior to the season all 8 of us were told we would be one big company but when the season came around I wasn't a part of that group anymore because their was this one leap I still cannot get. In the end thins were fine but this song always stings a little when I listen to it which I did while writing. It's the dance world what can I say.
Everyone minus Musa walked into the dorm room since it was now the seconde block of the dag and they had it free. Stella had suggested they go to the mall. Everyone agreed and went to their rooms to drop off their boeken and grab their purses. When Bloom got to her room, she was shocked to still see Flora’s AP Environmental textbook on the bed. She asked the other girls if Flora was in any of the other rooms. Tecna zei she wasn’t in the living room of bathroom, but maybe she was out on the balcony. The group walked to the hol, den area that led to the balcony. Each girl screamed and started to cry at the sight. They heard the door open, but none of them could verplaats from their crying positions whether it was standing, holding onto the tafel, tabel for strength of collapsed onto their knees. It was Ms. F who quickly called the cops after she found out what the scream was about. The cops and the ambulance arrived in a matter of minutes, but the damage had been done. The remaining Winx cried as the ambulance carried off an old friend underneath a blue tarp as the klok, bell for lunch rang loud. Each girl was a nervous wreck for many reason, but all wanted to know who was the murder behind it all. It was time to say goodbye as the tables had turned on them since no amount of magic could save a life from the dead.
Everyone minus Musa walked into the dorm room since it was now the seconde block of the dag and they had it free. Stella had suggested they go to the mall. Everyone agreed and went to their rooms to drop off their boeken and grab their purses. When Bloom got to her room, she was shocked to still see Flora’s AP Environmental textbook on the bed. She asked the other girls if Flora was in any of the other rooms. Tecna zei she wasn’t in the living room of bathroom, but maybe she was out on the balcony. The group walked to the hol, den area that led to the balcony. Each girl screamed and started to cry at the sight. They heard the door open, but none of them could verplaats from their crying positions whether it was standing, holding onto the tafel, tabel for strength of collapsed onto their knees. It was Ms. F who quickly called the cops after she found out what the scream was about. The cops and the ambulance arrived in a matter of minutes, but the damage had been done. The remaining Winx cried as the ambulance carried off an old friend underneath a blue tarp as the klok, bell for lunch rang loud. Each girl was a nervous wreck for many reason, but all wanted to know who was the murder behind it all. It was time to say goodbye as the tables had turned on them since no amount of magic could save a life from the dead.
The Young Dark Bloom
