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Under the street lights, nobody knows our names...
She’s counting the minutes, the seconds, and if she could she’ll probably count the milliseconds too, maybe she shouldn’t be so eager to see him, maybe she should tone it down a little, but, regardless of what she should do, she can’t wait to see him again.
Unfortunately for her, she can’t vent about it with any of her friends, she can’t tell Stella, her best friend, about his smile that could totally put the sun to shame, or tell Tecna how he rambles about strategies he creates with the team, or talk with Musa about the soundtrack she makes up in her mind when she’s with him, neither she can’t tell Flora about the perfume she’s going to use for tonight.
Why? Because they are keeping it a secret.
Don’t get her wrong, she agreed it was for the best, that they should start by taking slow steps to the direction of a relationship without their friends knowing. And she’s happy about it, really, because what they have it’s just theirs, they don’t have answer undesired questions from strangers, or from their friends being too curious, or having to deal with unnecessary group dates, because, of course, her friends are in relationships with his.
Bloom is glad they have this special thing, but sometimes she can’t help but wish to be able to talk about it with someone about it, other than her dairy or her little bunny companion - especially after eight months in an official relationship and almost a year of dating.
The bell finally rings, meaning the end of history of Magix, and she’s never been so glad about the end of the school’s day.
Quickly she stands up and gathers her thinks, answering to Stella’s babbling about what shoes she wants to buy in their weekend when they go to the mall, she just moves her head, not really paying attention to any of it.
“Bloom, are you paying attention to me?” the calling of her name makes her look at Stella, who is frowning at her. Bloom smiles nervously.
“Sorry, my mind is still a little fussy after all the information we just got from the class” the redhead is glad for the quick lie she made up. Stella rolled her eyes.
“I still don’t understand why we have to learn about such old boring tales…” says the blonde.
“Those who do not learn history are doomed to repea…” says Musa, as she finally reaches them.
“Yeah, yeah… we get it”
Stella and Musa start to talk, and Bloom feels glad about it. When they reach to their room, the fire fairy is quick to go to her room; she looks at her phones and smiles as she sees the text.
‘Hey babe, be there to pick you up at the same hour, can’t wait to see you’ –S.
Her cheeks get a similar color to her hair; she’s also smiling completely lost in that simple line, her heart is running fast… he just has this kind of effect on her. Maybe she should feel ashamed, but she doesn’t care, because after such a long time of feeling lost and not knowing who the fuck she is and what should she do, his presence in her life has been a breath of fresh air.
He gives her a safe place to stop her mind, to concentrate on simply being a teenager, to enjoy her time in this awesome school that, sometimes, still feel like she’s dreaming, that his world is just a part of her imagination.
But, is real.
He is real.
The suns falls, it’s late, she guesses the girls must be relaxing in their beds if they hadn’t fell asleep yet.
She changes into a green blouse and a black cardigan, throws on her a pair of jeans that make her look awesome, but it’s also comfy, she opts to use some flats, because, honestly, she just hates heels. Then she proceeds to puts makeup on, something simple, and uses the perfume he gifted her. Her hands are sweating, and she holds a laugh of how her old self would make fun of how in love she is…
She bites her lip at the thought, she’s sure about her feelings, but isn’t brave enough to tell him about it yet, she’s scared to confess about it.
This is the kind of situations she would love to ask her friends about, she knows Brandon and Stella have told each other that little phrase…
But is a secret… so she ignores the desire and takes a deep breath, closes her makeup drawer and stands up, flashing a last look to the mirror, and smiles in satisfaction about how good she is looking. Her red hair going that her back as a waterfall made of fire, her big blue eyes shining in contrast to her eyeliner…
He’s going to drop dead.
She sneaks out successfully, as she suspected, the girls were in their own rooms, and she doesn’t stay long enough to them to notice she’s going out. She walks quickly down the hall, her phone in her small purse, after she sent him a text.
‘On my way’ – B.
When she reaches their meeting spot, in the small street that is between the fairies and specialist building, she sees him in his bike under a street light, he has his specialist’s jacket, his hair looks darker… it’s wet, she notices. He looks so handsome and she just wants to eat him up.
He looks at her and smiles, his eye shining, Bloom smiles internally knowing she has the same effect on him. He walks towards her and hugs her when they meet in the middle of the way. She hugs him back, hiding her face in his chest and breathing his amazing smell… he smells like mint and chocolate… It’s perfect.
He kisses her forehead and smiles against it, the redhead looks at him, and their eyes meet once again. Both shining with so many emotions…
“I missed you” she admits, throwing her arms around his neck. The blonde smiles and brush away a piece of hair that falls in her face, to tuck it behind her ear.
“I missed you too, you look amazing…” she giggles, but is cut short as his lips meet.
The world disappears around her, as they are enjoying their small PDA session, but they have to stop it to catch on their breaths. Both their cheeks are blushing, stupid smiles on their faces. They close the distance again.
“Ready to go?” he ask her, after a few minutes of just stealing pecks and looking at each other.
“Absolutely” she answers, taking the helmet he’s giving her, she frowns a little at the thought of her hair getting ruined, but he rolls his eyes, used to that face, and takes it again to put it on her. She is pouting at him and he just chuckles.
“C’mon, beautiful, we’re going to be late for the movie” he says, as he hopes on and puts his own helmet on.
“I’m going, I’m going” she sighs, getting on the bike too, and pressing her body against his, hugging him around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.
He starts the bike and kicks the floor; she just smiles as he drives them through the way into the woods, on their way to Magix.
She would love to tell her friends about what an amazing boyfriend she has, about how Sky is a gentleman, that she’s so in love but scared to tell him… but, at the same time, she’s just glad this is just theirs… so, she decides to keep ignoring their teases and their questions trying to find out if there is something between them…
It’s their little secret, and nobody has to know.
It's our little secret, We're keeping it in the dark...