Note from the Author-Every once in awhile I get an email of a new review for this story I wrote about 5 years ago. Well I'm back with a tad bit added. Since I am now in college we can see how far we can go with better quality! Enjoy-KLEB

The laughing came from Ariel, the well-known "prima donna" ballerina fairy Flora was always intimidated by. She was a tall creature, tall and scary and every other characteristic given to a cliché "mean girl". Her short blonde hair fell to her chin, complimenting her bright pink lipstick. She was known for pink, especially pink lipstick. Flora knew all to well of the rumor of Ariel kissing boys to mark them as her own, and the lipstick would stain their cheeks for days. Flora knew she could never be so forward, so outward with her feelings.

"Hi Helia" she said swaying her hips as she walked toward him. She had an amusing stare cast at Flora's direction, and Flora could not help but look away.

Helia himself could not speak. He found himself struck still. "Hello Ariel" he spoke softly.

"Helia why don't we go in and dance, there is a great song playing." Ariel said taking his arm away from the railing, linking it with hers. Flora could not believe her ears nor her eyes. She didn't think Ariel would target Helia has her new victim. She knew once he was chosen there was no going back, and most guys would kill to be in his shoes. Ariel, after all, was sought after. She was like a diamond, and she was certainty worth quite a bundle as well. Ariel's father was the major CEO of most of the grand malls in Magix. She was indeed an heiress to a multimillion fortune, and never let anyone forget that for a second.

"Oh come on Helia, we have to go dance! I just love this song and we would look great out there on the dance floor!" Flora snapped back to life when she heard this. As soon as she glanced at Ariel and her two friends, her heart sank deeper.

"I suppose, but just one dance Ariel." Helia said softly. He was brought up to never dismiss a woman. Even if the woman was Ariel, someone he had heard horror stories about from Brandon, he had to be polite. As he was dragged away from Flora, he looked behind him. Her eyes were closed and she had turned back to the railing of the bridge. Helia was distraught, and held his breath as he was dragged back into the loud music.

Flora kept her composure till she knew she was alone. A single tear left her eyes, glided along her cheek before plopping down into the water.

"Oh well" she spoke just as softly as Helia did.

Back inside the dance, as Ariel had her arms around him Helia was aching inside. "Flora, my dear Flora" was all he could hear within his mind. Little did he or even Flora know that the problems were just beginning.

Ariel grinned within her embrace. The boy with the raven hair would soon be hers…