The Woes of Public Speaking

Note: Set in 'real life'.

Disclaimer: If I owned Winx Club, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction from on my downgraded computer. I'd be swimming in money.

I twiddled my thumbs together nervously. This was going to go horribly wrong. I could feel it in my bones, which of my bones, even I couldn’t decide, they were all quavering.

I quickly scanned the crowd for a familiar face. I saw my best friend in the entire universe- Flora- wave excitedly. Why is she smiling, doesn’t she know something bad is going to happen?

Then I saw it. A sight that made my breath catch in my throat. A quick flash of blonde hair and a glimpse of ocean blue eyes and my fantasies took on a life of their own.

His smile was doing strange things to my stomach and I thought I could feel my breakfast slowly climbing. His eyes caught mine, Blue on blue. It was perfect.

“Tecna.” Someone said from beside me. “You’re on.”

“I-I’m what?” I shivered slightly, coming out of my fantasies.

“You’re. On.” The young man gave my back a push to the stage.

I was many things; A genius, a kind soul, a helping hand. Maybe even a pretty young woman at the best of times. But something I wasn’t was a public speaker or a speaker at all really. I could go days without speaking to anyone in the hallways at our catty high school.

But I had to get through this. I was the captain of MASAOF. Math And Science Are Our Future. I smiled at the name; I met Timmy- my first and only boyfriend through MASAOF. He even said he loved me. But then I winced at our heated and ugly break-up.

Shaking all thoughts from my head I strided onto the stage, flattening out my grey oxford shirt and flicking my exuberant hair out of the way I slowly placed my index cards onto the podium. The index cards didn’t have notes to remind me what I needed to talk about, no, I was an intelligent young woman, I didn’t need those. They were affirmations.

I glanced down at the nearest one and smile, though it felt forced. A smiley face and a note saying “You are great!” looked back up at me.

Finally after hearing a quick introduction to who I was and what my purpose was (which my mind forgot for a split second) it became silent.

The silence was- as I had expected- unbearable. I began talking immediately. “Thank you. Thank you. We at MASAOF would first like to thank everyone who participated in-“

But I was cut off by obnoxious laughter coming from the left side of the audience, I saw a whip of Sky’s blonde hair as he told his brunette friend Brandon (who I couldn’t help but despise at that moment.) to shut up.

I was greatful. How completely sweet and charming and amazing and beautifully wonderful of him, and then I felt it, my breakfast, that is- climbing. Just like earlier, and before I even knew what was happening it was all over the stage, and not in my digestive system. Like it should have been.

I ran off the stage in tears and sounds of “ew” and “that disguisting” followed me all the way down the hall. I could hear the click-clack of Flora’s boots rushing behind me and I could also hear her calling my name repeatedly.

Only when I got to the outside bench did I stop and sit down, leaning my head back against the wall of the building.

“Hey sweetie.” I heard Flora’s soft voice coo. “Are you feeling okay?”

I gave her a look that is generally only reserved for my little brother.

“Yeah, okay. That’s understandable.” She opened her mouth to add something else but at that moment my knight in shining armor came rushing out of the building, slamming open the doors dramatically.

“Tecna!” he gasped rushing over to me, God I loved how he said my name.

He raced up to me, barely noticing Flora. “Are you feeling okay?” he had asked the same question Flora did.

Instead of giving him a death glare I attempted a smile and muttered out “Yeah I’m okay.”

Flora scoffed quietly and Sky rubbed my back awkwardly which sent tingles up and down my spine. He glanced quickly at Flora and said politely “Could you please give us a moment?”

Flora nodded slightly taken aback and walked back into the building.

“Hey.” He said lightly.

“Hi.”

“You look great.”

“Thank you.” I said, feeling my face turn beat red. This wasn’t the first time that Sky got away from his clique long enough to talk to me. In middle school I used to do his homework for Geometry, and in return he taught me how to dance. Back in the Geometry and dancing days we were best friends. Back before he started going out with Bloom, the feisty, sexy, my-way-or-the-high-way princess.

“I miss the old days.” He sighed, running a hand into his messy hair which was just begging for my fingers to reach up and touch, also.

I nodded, smiling at the string of memories filling up in my head.

“Remember that one Christmas? When we were under the mistletoe, but I didn’t kiss you?” he said his voice husky and thick.

I didn’t say anything but stared up into his eyes.

He took this as a sign and leaned in to claim my mouth. It was eccentric. I felt myself kissing back almost immediately after his mouth landed on mine. His tongue was poking through, begging for access. Which I gave in an instant, we were one. Joined. Together, just like it always should have been, and then for lack of oxygen we broke apart.

His eyes looked dreamy for a moment and then I saw something click for him. He got up awkwardly and blushed. “Well.” He sighed. “That was nice.”

I saw him rush back into the school and I sighed, feeling more confused than I had in years.

Then I gasped.

I had realized that he kissed me right after I threw up.

Gross.

Fin.

Authors Note: I know that Flora is completely and mind-blowingly OOC but I hope that doesn't bother you (it sure doesn't bother me.) and I get that Sky and Tecna may be (in your opinion) a revolting couple, but hey, if you R&R then at least you'll be able to talk about how much you love Bloom/Sky and hate Tecna/Sky, and Ill just laugh at your flames. Because i'm awesome.