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┊𖤐₊˚. ࿐ྂ。The two girls made their way to the school out of the edge of the forest and down onto the paved road that separated the school from the lake. As they walked the short distance Bloom couldn't help but admire the structure of Alfea school. It really was amazing. There was knot in Bloom's stomach as they neared the school. She was nervous about entering Alfea.

Stella noticed the girl fidgeting and she smiled. "Bloom, relax," Stella told her.  "Just smile and strut," she directed with swinging her hips as they approached the gates. Bloom exhaled and she nodded but she stopped just in front of the gates.
"Stella, I can't, I'm really nervous," Bloom confessed. The blonde sighed and she turned to the redhead.

"Relax. There is nothing to be scared about," Stella muttered. She was doing nothing to abate Bloom's nerves. The girl was scared but she didn't know what she was actually scared about.

Bloom sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly to psyche herself up to walk into the place that was going to become her home for the next few years. She took another big breath and continued on. Stella was brimming with excitement beside her.

"Stella, hey, I wanted to know about enrollment. Didn't we need my parents for it?" Bloom asked. From what she remembered, when she was enrolled into Gardenia's Private High School she needed her parents present for the registration.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of," Stella told the girl. Bloom frowned, not understanding what she meant. Did she already sort out the registration? If so, why didn't she just tell the girl sooner?
Bloom gulped as she entered the school with Stella. She felt uneasy now. It was still weird how she just decided to follow a complete stranger to join a school.

Inside of Alfea the grounds were a flurry of movement and noise. All around them fairies gathered to either start at their new school or continue their schooling.  The terrified looks on some of the girls faces told Bloom they were freshmen. They were gathered in small groups, clinging to any recognisable person they could find. The other students though, Bloom could easily depict as older students seeing as how lazily they made their way into the school. They did not seem ecstatic to be back.

Bloom wondered if she will be like them in a year or two. Just being annoyed that school had already started. That was how she felt back on Earth. The feeling of annoyance to having to wake up early and sit through eight hours of school.

"Wow."

Stella smiled. "Yeah, everyone has that reaction when they see Alfea," Stella told her. Alfea was really an amazing place. Bloom glanced around eyeing the different fairies. From just their style Bloom wouldn't have guessed this was a fairy school. It seemed more like a high fashion school than a fairy school. Everyone dressed better than the teenagers in Alfea, even Mitzi, the girl known for her fashion sense.

Bloom's eyes fell on a Professor holding a clipboard thick with paper and a scowl etched on her face who was standing near the fountain. They had to pass the fountain to go into the school.

"Who is that lady?" Bloom asked, leaning over to Stella.

"Griselda, head of discipline. She is scary, and a pain in the ass. She can be nice when she wants to but I will say this, she is in desperate need of a makeover," Stella whispered the last part as they wandered closer to where the Professor was checking off the names of the students.

"First name and place of origin," Griselda barked, surveying the scared looking girl in front of her through her glasses.

"Uh, El. . .Eleanor of Delona," the girl answered timidly. When she received no response from Griselda she continued worriedly.  "I sent the last of my forms for registration a few weeks ago. . ."