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song about friendship – it’s going to be completely glimmery!’ said Twink in a rush. ‘I bet I’ll even get a sparkle mark!’
    She held her breath as the other fairies looked at each other.
    â€˜Oh,’ said Pix finally. She blinked. ‘Well, that’s . . . original.’
    Mariella stifled a yawn behind her hand. ‘Twink, where’s that dew?’ she called. ‘I really am getting terribly thirsty.’
    Lola sniggered. Heat rushed to Twink’s cheeks as she flitted to the doorway.
    Sooze shook her head in disgust. ‘You’re mad, Twink,’ she said flatly. ‘All this for a sparkle mark! Why not just throttle Mariella? That would really be for the betterment of the school!’

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    Chapter Six
    Twink had worried that Mariella would show her up again that evening, but once the fairies were all back in Daffodil Branch, Sooze and Sili started a flying pillow fight that soon had everyone screaming with laughter. Nobody would have noticed Mariella if she’d stood on a bed and shouted out her orders!
    â€˜Take that, Opposite!’ shrieked Sooze, zooming up towards the ceiling as she threw a cotton-bud pillow at Twink. She missed, hitting Zena instead.
    â€˜Oh!’ Zena scooped up the pillow and hurled it back at Sooze, who darted nimbly out of the way. The pillow smacked one of the daffodil canopies, and Sili did a midair somersault and grabbed it, walloping it back at Zena.
    â€˜We’re going to get into trouble!’ shouted Pix, skimming from one end of the branch to the other. ‘Everyone, stop! We’re going to – oof!’ A pillow hit her in the mouth. ‘All right, you asked for it!’ she laughed, grabbing it off the floor and entering the fray.
    Twink laughed and shouted with the others, flinging pillows until Mrs Hover appeared in the doorway.
    â€˜I never!’ she huffed, flapping her wings. ‘Are you first-year students at Glitterwings Academy, or babies in an acorn nursery? I want to see hair brushed and wings polished this instant, and all of you in bed in five minutes flat!’
    The girls flitted to their bedside mushrooms, still giggling. Twink sat on her moss bed and worked her thistle comb through her dishevelled hair.
    â€˜Twink, can I talk to you?’ whispered Bimi. The blue-haired fairy hadn’t really joined in with the others, and now her expression looked earnest and worried.
    Twink nodded quickly, putting down her comb. ‘Of course!’
    Bimi hesitated. ‘I – I’m sorry about the way I’ve been acting,’ she said. ‘I was hurt that you’re not doing the tapestry with me, but –’ She stopped, looking at Twink closely.
    â€˜What?’ whispered Twink, her heart pounding.
    â€˜But something’s wrong, isn’t it?’ said Bimi. She sat down beside Twink, her eyes grave. ‘Twink, I know your project isn’t really making friends with Mariella! What’s going on?’
    Twink glanced over her shoulder. Mariella and Lola sat apart from the others as usual. Lola was busy plaiting her pale, wispy hair, and Mariella had her nose in the air, polishing her wings with the expensive lotion her mother had sent her.
    Twink swallowed. ‘I – I can’t tell you.’
    Bimi’s expression fell. ‘Oh, Twink! Is it because I acted like such a wasp brain over the tapestry? I’m really sorry about that. You can trust me, I promise!’
    On Twink’s bedside mushroom, the drawings of her family smiled out at her – her parents, and Teena, her little sister. Twink sighed. What would they think about this mess?
    â€˜No, it’s not that.’ She cleared her throat. ‘It’s – it’s something that I can’t tell anyone.’
    Bimi rubbed her silver and gold wing against Twink’s lavender one. ‘You’re not in some kind of trouble, are you?’
    Twink stared down at her comb.