Hi you guys. Reading your reviews makes me very happy. I'm sorry for letting you waiting. It's not that I don't want to continue this story, but it usually takes me a lot of time (more than Heartbreaker) to think of the ideas. That's why I updated the story in such a long time. Anyways, your interests in my story give me a lot of motivations to continue. You may say Flora is so obsessed with revenge and the girls were so mean, well, it's fictional, anything can happen, right?

Chapter 07:

"Hey flower, what's wrong with you?" I heard Nabu walking into the kitchen.

"Err.. A little sweet.. for you?" I smiled.

I was sitting in a room full with cupcakes. I had been baking last night and now I got a ton of cupcakes surrounding me.

"Seriously?" Nabu raised his eyebrows questioning.

"Haha, I was craving for sweet!" I lied.

"Don't be silly. You don't eat that much sweet." Nabu pouted. "Another sleepless night?"

"Yeah. You know me so well, Nabu" I sighed.

"Of course I do. And now we have to eat all of these for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I don't want to get diabetes" Nabu put his palm in the forehead, pretending stressfull.

"Oh no, Nabu! Stop teasing me" I laughed.

"Well, tell me. What bothered my sister that much?" he asked as he put out the the coffee machine.

"Nothing. I just.. watch the drama series too much, and it suddenly came into cupcakes, then I was obsessed with the taste, and here I am!" I pouted.

"Uhm.. interesting!" Nabu said. "I guess you should get some sleep now, princess!"

"Maybe I will" I yawned as I logged out of my laptop. I just finished a whole serie while baking. Couldn't believe a whole night was that long.

"Hey, Nabu..." I didn't mean to speak.

"Hmm?" He took a cupcake.

Oops, too late to undo it now!

"I have a question." I hesitated. "Have you ever met someone, who has a pretty good financial support, but they take something out of the store without paying?"

"You mean stealing?"

"Yes. Kinda" I cleared my throat.

"I once had a friend like that back in junior. Actually, he didn't intend to steal. It's somekind of a mental illness." Nabu said.

"Huh? I don't understand"

"Well, there's a kind of mental illness for this behavior. It's called something –mania, I don't really remember the name. But my friend, the one that has the diagnosis, just stole little stuffs from everybody. Finally, he had to see a psychologist. I heard it can be healed by therapy." Nabu shrugged.

"I see" I replied.

"Why did you ask?" Nabu said pouring a cup of coffee for me.

"Huh? I.. I watched an episode movie last night, the main character did it, I don't think she even needed the stolen thing." I quickly said.

"Yeah. They're usually useless to the patients. The patients don't mean to take anything, but you know..." Nabu lowed his voice.

"Of course, I understood. Thanks Nabu" I giggled.

"Anyways, you look like an owl" he chuckled

"I know, but I will drink your coffee and I don't think a will get a sleep immediately!" I yelled.

"As my dear sister have such wonderful little cupcakes here, don't you mind if I..." Nabu smirked

"Haha, I know what you're trying to say. It's okay, Nabu. Feel free to bring some for Layla" I giggled.

"Thanks, Flo! By the way, how is going on with you and Sky?" Nabu said while picking some cakes.

"Ugh! WHAAAT?" I spilt all my coffee from my mouth instantly the second I heard his question.

"Slow down, sister. Drinking too fast may cause choking." Nabu handed me a tissue.

"Okay, gimmie a second. Did I hear something wrong? Why do you mention Sky to me?" I groanned.

"Why in such the mood? Sky is charming, don't you think?" Nabu winked.

"Haha, Nabu. Stop fooling around" I yelled.

"Okay sweetie pie, I gotta go now. See you later." Nabu smirked.

Boys are boys. They can't stop making fun of everything. I rubbed my head. Nabu sometimes give me headaches. However, that's what I like of him. My humourous brother always try to find a way to light up my mood.

I remembered what Nabu stated. I opened my laptop again and typed down "stealing for no reason syndrome". I enetered, a thousand of answers with links appeared. I skimmed and clicked a link of wikipedia.

Kleptomania

Kleptomania or klopemania is the inability to refrain from the urge to steal items and is done for reasons other than personal use or financial gain.

This syndrome is real! I was shocked.

Some of the fundamental components of kleptomania include recurring intrusive thoughts, impotence to resist the compulsion to engage in stealing, and the release of pressure following the act. These symptoms suggest that kleptomania could be regarded as an obsessive-compulsive type of disorder.

Persons diagnosed with kleptomania often have other types of disorders involving mood, anxiety, eating, impulse control, and drug use. They also have great levels of stress, guilt, and remorse, and privacy issues accompanying the act of stealing. These signs are considered to either cause or intensify general comorbid disorders. The characteristics of the behaviors associated with stealing could result in other problems as well, which include social segregation and substance abuse. The many types of other disorders frequently occurring along with kleptomania usually make clinical diagnosis uncertain.

I continued reading.

There is a difference between ordinary theft and kleptomania: "ordinary theft (whether planned or impulsive) is deliberate and is motivated by the usefulness of the object or its monetary worth," whereas with kleptomania, there "is the recurrent failure to resist impulses to steal items even though the items are not needed for personal use or for their monetary value."

There is no more doubt! Bloom got the kelptomania. Everything is crystal clear.

I was wondering how long she had got it. Plus, Winx was close to her. If she had mental problem, nobody noticed? According to what I understood, the patient took anything from the others without own resistent. There's no way Bloom stole something from the mall that she didn't take away from her friends. I strongly believed in my conclusion.

Beep.. Beep...

Out of the blue, my phone received a message. It cut my flow of thought. I reached out for my phone and switched on. It was a text from Sky.

"Do you want to see a surprise?"

"What surprise?" I texted back.

I sent the text and put the phone down. I was curious what kind of surprise he wanted to mention. A few second later, I heard the bell of my house.

"Coming!" I exclaimed. I hope it was not a guest of my mom. She wasn't at home at the moment.

I turned the lock of the front door.

"SURPRISE!" Sky was standing in my front porch.

"Wow.." I covered my mouth. "I didn't expect this"

"I know. Good morning, night owl." Sky smirked. "I have this for you" he handed me a cup of cappucino.

"Huh... Thank you, Sky" I shyly smiled.

"Your brother told me that his sweet sister stayed up all night to make a lot of delicious cupcakes."

"Haha, come in, Sky. I'll be glad if you try some. I made much more than we can eat them all." I teased.

Sky took me out to the mall in the afternoon. He said that his mother had a savoury restaurant nearby and she wanted to make a new sweet menu. He asked if I could help his mother taste some kinds of mousse and souffle. His mother even treated us with a wonderful lunch. Next time, I would bring mom and Nabu to this restaurant to try other dishes.

As we were wandering around the shopping floor, Sky's phone rang.

"Sorry, Flo. It's my mom. She said that I forgot my key chain so I have to go back. Do you mind waiting for me?" Sky asked politely.

"No, not at all. I'll be sitting here waiting for you." I smiled and pointed at the bench behind me.

"Okay, just 10 minutes and I'll be back" Sky said.

"Okay." I waved at him.

As he walked away, I sat down at the bench. I looked at the surrounding. This mall was built this year. Two years ago, when I was a fat girl who always got bullied, I had no friends. I didn't get the opportunity to hang out with a certain friend. I was so lonely and painful. The scar that Winx had given me, it would always remain. Everything had changed since the day I moved away, but not me, and my hatred. I wanted them to feel what I felt.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar girl walking passed me. It was Bloom. She was all alone and she didn't see me. What was she up to? I decided to follow her.

Bloom went to an accessories store. She looked at the blacelets, the glasses, the belts... Bloom was like any other ordinary customer. I stood out of the store, behind the bushes in front of the store so that Bloom couldn't see me.

All of a sudden, Bloom took a pair of earrings pretended she was trying if they fit her. After noticing nobody was watching her, Bloom put them into her bag, continue look for another one.

This is the second time I observed what she did. I wasn't as shocked as the first time, so I still conscious enough to think. I remembered what Nabu said. Bloom clearly needed help. And this was going to be what I could take advantage of. I quickly switched on my phone and recorded video in case she took another one. I would have the evidence for what I need. Bloom looked around, nobody watched her again. She instantly put a vintage necklace pendant into her bag. Okay Bloom! Got ya!

Hanging out with Sky was fun. However, I only regarded him as a friend, and this was a friend hang out. On the other hand, I wished he was Helia instead. I didn't have the courage to officially ask him out. Well, I guessed I needed more time to see if Helia felt the same. At least, I didn't want to ruin the friendship in case he didn't like me back.

I brought a pack of cupcakes to Musa's house.

"Wow, they look so delicious" Musa squeezed.

"I'm glad that you like it." I giggled.

"Helia would love it. He like chocolate." Musa exclaimed. "Let's go upstairs. I'm picking songs for the semifinal"

"I thought you guys already had one" I said.

"Yes, but we want to have a back up plan if anything goes wrong." Musa mouthed.

"What do you think of this?" Musa handed me a music sheet of a song.

"Well, it's a duet, isn't it?" I asked.

"Yes, I really like this love song. And Helia will sing it if we choose this song." Musa said.

"I've never heard Helia sang" this is interesting. I couldn't wait to hear him.

"He doesn't like to sing in front of everyone" Musa pouted.

I read the lyrics. Well, I like the words and the meaning of the song. I wished he would sing this song for me. I left out a sigh.

"What's wrong, Flora?" Musa asked.

"Huh? Nothing.." I said. "Hey, I want to ask you something."

"Okay, feel free to ask." Musa took her guitar and started to play some notes.

"I don't know this ever happen to you, but..." I hesitated "have you ever lost something? Just small or tiny stuffs that don't cost much and you don't know how or when you lost it?"

"Hm, yes." Musa replied, still playing the guitar. "Sometimes, it's a pen. Sometimes, it's a charm or a notebook."

She put a guitar down and frowned.

"Now you remind me. I don't know why I lost so many things. Not only me, but also the Winx" Musa groanned.

"Everybody in the Winx?" I stated.

"Yes. We discussed about this once, but Stella said that because we're so careless that we lost our personal stuffs and asked to never mention about this again. So we didn't mind whenever we lost things since then. You lost your stuffs, too?" Musa asked

"Huh? Yes, yes.." I lied. "Like you. A notebook, a bracelet. I can't find them anywhere."

"Hm, maybe you forgot them in the classes. You should ask the janitor" Musa said.

"Okay, it's a great idea, thanks"

"MUSA!" I heard Mrs. Branch's knocked the door.

"Yes, Mommy?" Musa yelled.

"I need your help, go downstairs now!" Mrs. Branch said. "You can sit here, Flora. I just need Musa for a minute. Suit yourself"

"Thank you, Mrs. Branch." I smiled

"Okay, I'm coming. Wait here til I get back" Musa exclaimed.

I sat on her bed, took a glance of the surrounding. Her wall was full of popstars' posters. She had a lot of CDs and albums. This girl was really into music. I looked at the bookshelf next to her desk. Everything put in an order. I looked at the bottom shelf and regconized the Winx's diary. I took it out and opened the pages. It was all about their poor victims. I didn't know what they thought when they wrote it. But I wondered how would they feel when this became an evidence of their guilty in the past that would impact their future. I put it into my bag and I couldn't wait to see what I could do it.

That night, I spent 3 hours searching for an old video tape of the Winx. Techna was pretty smart that she almost deleted everything. Luckily, I found a clip that the girls were bullying me. This clip was sent to me in my old account private message. I had deactivated it, so I guessed Techna thought I deleted my account, therefore, the clip was ereased. I watched it and recalled all the hurtful memories. I couldn't stop my tears. It's like it just happened yesterday. I wiped away my tears and started composing an email. I attached the clip along with pictures of some pages in the diary. Goodbye your dream, Techna!