Bienvenue à Magix: Chapter 8: We, the Winx Club!

Much later, just before going to sleep, Stella, Flora, Tecna, Musa and I, we secretly meet up in my room. I adore my new friends: they are charming, happy, sure of themselves, and full of energy...fairytastic! All like me! Wouldn't it be awesome to form a group? The witches who had attacked us were called the Trix. We too, we will need a name that will serve as a signal for us to come together in cases of emergencies.

Stella goes and comes in my room, throwing ideas with her customary self-confidence:

"We could be called something like... The Super Five..."

I pout. Stella searches deep in her mind.

"Stella and her friends?"

What a lame name! Musa hates, and so I. But Stella does not lose face.

"Wait... I have it... The cool fairies! It rhymes and it sounds good. What is it, Musa? You don't like it?"

The latter protests, shaking her black pigtails.

"I think it's horrible!"

For an hour that I had to think about this group, I had come up with a name: the Winx.

With enthusiasm, Flora votes for my idea. Musa agrees and Tecna is persuaded. As for my rabit Kiko, he finds everything I say wonderful. All who is left is Stella. But, alone against all, she finally admits that she has nothing better to suggest. My suggestion is adopted unanimously. Great! Because even more, I had drawn a logo, simple and yet eye-catching. I pull out the drawing that I had prepared and my friends admire it.

Tecna asks what Winx means. Then I cross my hands. Two small sparks of magic burst forth from my index fingers. I cry:

"Nothing! Just Winx!"

It's true! We are unique as girls. And as fairies. So, for us, we had to invent a new name. A name that had never been used... The Winx Club!

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