She was a princess for crying out loud. So why is it that when it comes down to it she was always only second best. It wasn't fair at all was it? She was friendly but Flora was always more so. She was pretty, but her little sister always had her beat there. She was smart, but not as smart as her mother. Why, just why couldn't Krystal have just one thing? Be number one at something. Princess? They might as well just rip her crown off and give it to one of them number ones.
Most recently Krystal had found herself being lead on by Helia. He sure made her feel like she was number one. But in reality she was only the second. And second to who? Flora. Of all people, it was Flora. It really did figure.
Krystal plucked a daisy from the grass and began quite viciously picking it apart. "What did that flower do to you?" Came a voice from behind.
"The flower. Nothing. Flora. Everything." Krystal looked up at Mirta. "All I want to do is be better than her at something. To be someone's number one."
"I know the feeling." Mirta took a seat on the ground. "Lucy was always...the better one."
"Yeah and. What did you do?" Krystal asked.
"I did something better. I stopped trying to claw my way out of her shadow by trying to outdo her at what she did best. I did what made me happy." Mirta answered.
"And how did that help?" Krystal asked.
"Because I became number one at the things I liked to do the most." Mirta smiled.
"I don't even know what I do best." Krystal whispered.
Mirta promptly jabbed herself with a pen and let the blood flow down her palm. "I heard you were good at healing."
Krystal took the witch-fairy's hand and eased the pain away. "I suppose I am."
"I'd like to see Flora heal someone that fast." Mirta laughed. "Hey, I also heard Ofelia--ya know the school nurse--was looking for someone to help her out. Finals week always seems to raise the number of faeries in need of healing." She nudged Krystal with her elbow.
"Perhaps I'll give it ago." Krystal returned the laugh. Maybe she'd get to be Mirta's new best friend. Her number one.
Most recently Krystal had found herself being lead on by Helia. He sure made her feel like she was number one. But in reality she was only the second. And second to who? Flora. Of all people, it was Flora. It really did figure.
Krystal plucked a daisy from the grass and began quite viciously picking it apart. "What did that flower do to you?" Came a voice from behind.
"The flower. Nothing. Flora. Everything." Krystal looked up at Mirta. "All I want to do is be better than her at something. To be someone's number one."
"I know the feeling." Mirta took a seat on the ground. "Lucy was always...the better one."
"Yeah and. What did you do?" Krystal asked.
"I did something better. I stopped trying to claw my way out of her shadow by trying to outdo her at what she did best. I did what made me happy." Mirta answered.
"And how did that help?" Krystal asked.
"Because I became number one at the things I liked to do the most." Mirta smiled.
"I don't even know what I do best." Krystal whispered.
Mirta promptly jabbed herself with a pen and let the blood flow down her palm. "I heard you were good at healing."
Krystal took the witch-fairy's hand and eased the pain away. "I suppose I am."
"I'd like to see Flora heal someone that fast." Mirta laughed. "Hey, I also heard Ofelia--ya know the school nurse--was looking for someone to help her out. Finals week always seems to raise the number of faeries in need of healing." She nudged Krystal with her elbow.
"Perhaps I'll give it ago." Krystal returned the laugh. Maybe she'd get to be Mirta's new best friend. Her number one.
A cold wind swept the windows open.A furious looking Fira would always look up and say "Good practicing Aria,keep it until you destroy my window.".She always infuriates when the window always open with the cold gale wind.She just want to lock up her younger sister,Aria,at the dungeon because of the winds that kept opening the window.
Well,Fira's room is located up right next to the arena.She would call Bloom to arrange stuff in their palace.But that acts trailed off when she thinks that she is making Bloom a little maid.So sometimes when Aria is not practicing,she would practice her fire antics,too.And she was enrolled at Alfea and was scheduled to be in the same room with Aria.
Rumors started grumbling all around Firenix,the planet where she lives,that she tortures her little sister while no one was watching.And liked to keep it that way.
Well,Fira's room is located up right next to the arena.She would call Bloom to arrange stuff in their palace.But that acts trailed off when she thinks that she is making Bloom a little maid.So sometimes when Aria is not practicing,she would practice her fire antics,too.And she was enrolled at Alfea and was scheduled to be in the same room with Aria.
Rumors started grumbling all around Firenix,the planet where she lives,that she tortures her little sister while no one was watching.And liked to keep it that way.