later,â Twink muttered back.
At the front of the branch, Miss Sparkle clapped her hands together sharply. âAll right, thatâs enough! Petal pads out, please. Youâll be taking notes today.â
Twink sighed. She enjoyed Miss Sparkleâs lessons when they got to use fairy dust, but her lectures were often long and dull. She uncapped her favourite snail-trail pen as Miss Sparkle began to speak.
âNow then, you all know that you can use fairy dust to transform objects, but it has other purposes as well. You can use it to locate lost fairies, you can leave a trail with it, you ââ
Twink didnât hear anything after âlocate lost fairiesâ. Her hand shot up in the air. âCan you use fairy dust to find lost things ?â she asked.
Miss Sparkle regarded her drily. âWhat sort of things?â
Suddenly aware that everyone was watching her, Twink lifted her wings in a shrug. âI donât know. Like . . . a lost piece of jewellery, maybe?â
âMisplaced your diamond tiara again, have you?â sniggered Mariella. Twink made a face at her as the class giggled.
Miss Sparkle shook her head. âNo, if an item like that is lost, then the fairy dust has nothing to work with. You see, you need to have something belonging to the missing fairy before the fairy dust can locate him or her â itâs similar to when humans give a scent to a dog, to help them sniff something out. Now, as I was saying â â
âIs there any magic that can find a lost item, though?â Twink blurted out.
Miss Sparkle almost smiled. âHave you lost something, Twink?â
âNot really,â mumbled Twink. âI just wondered.â
âWell, unfortunately, the answer is no,â said Miss Sparkle. âMagic is much easier to use on living beings than on things like jewellery. But I hope you find whatever it is,â she added kindly.
Twinkâs cheeks were blazing. She took notes automatically as Miss Sparkle continued with her lecture, hardly even noticing what she was writing.
When Miss Sparkle wasnât watching, Bimi slipped a scrap of petal across to Twink. What have you lost? Can I help? was written on it in Bimiâs neat, curly handwriting.
Something of Granâs , Twink wrote in reply. Iâll show you in her journal later.
Maybe Bimi could help somehow, thought Twink as she passed the note on to Bimiâs mushroom desk. Her father always said that four wings were better then two when it came to solving a problem!
At the end of the lesson, Miss Sparkle took a sheaf of petal pages from her desk. âIâve marked the essays that you wrote over the holidays. Youâve done very well, most of you. One of my third-year students even got a hundred per cent.â
A few fairies turned to grin at Pix â but when Miss Sparkle handed their essays back, Pix stared down at hers with a dazed expression. Craning to see, Twink could just make out a large red 97 on Pixâs petal.
âMiss Sparkle â was it Jade in your other class who got the hundred per cent?â asked Pix in a strangled voice.
Miss Sparkle turned to her in surprise. âPix, thatâs none of your business. But yes, since you ask, it was. Sheâs an excellent student.â
âOh,â mumbled Pix. She shoved the petal away in her bag. When the magpieâs call rang through the school, she was the first one from the branch, jetting away before anyone could speak to her.
Twink stared after her in surprise. How could Pix be so upset over only three points? She always did so well in school â and it wasnât as if she had anything else to worry about.
Unlike Twink. Her heart felt heavy as she slowly packed up her books. Her parents had been at Granâs for several days now, yet she hadnât heard anything from them. Gran must still be very poorly, lost in her Doldrums.
Iâve got to find that ring , Twink thought,