Glitterwings?â asked Jena, putting away her mirror.
Twink nodded. âHow about all of you? Youâre from Sparklelight, arenât you?â she added eagerly to Snow. âOur Fledge team played there last year. Your school is really pretty!â The Sparklelight campus was set behind a woodland waterfall, with sunlight dancing through the curtain of water.
Snow beamed. âOh, thanks! We like it. And Iâve heard that Glitterwings is really glimmery, too.â
âI go to Forestglow,â said Jena, rooting about in her bedside drawer. She pulled out a hair clasp. âItâs OK, but Iâm going to try and change to Sparklelight for my last year. Iâm studying Fairy Dust, and Sparklelight has a brilliant course.â
Twinkâs eyes widened. Despite her diminutive size, Jena was clearly several years older than the rest of them. The purple-haired fairy had an air of confidence about her, as if she knew exactly what she wanted.
âAnd I go to Emerald Leaf,â grimaced Tilli. âYes, I know, go on and say it! Theyâre all stuck-up little beetles there.â
Twink burst out laughing. There was an ornate wooden cabinet next to her bed, and she began to unpack her belongings into it. âWell, I have heard that,â she admitted. âIs Emerald Leaf really that bad?â
âWorse!â said Tilli dramatically, flinging herself on to her bed. âThere are only one or two normal fairies in the whole school. Everyone else is always talking about who their families know, and how terribly, terribly important they are . . . ugh!â
âIt sounds awful,â said Twink, liking the brightly coloured fairy already. âCanât you change schools? Thereâs a girl in my branch who used to go to Emerald Leaf, and sheâs much happier at Glitterwings.â
âOh, who?â asked Tilli, sitting up. When Twink told her, she grinned. âKiki! She was in the year below me; we used to have really good moans together over how miserable we both were. Well, Iâm glad sheâs better off now!â
âBut why canât you change schools too?â asked Snow. The white-haired fairy was exploring the common area of their room, peering into sparkling sapphire cupboards and sliding open drawers.
Tilli sighed. âOh, I donât know. My mother went to Emerald Leaf, and my auntâs a teacher there. They both seem really set on my sticking it out.â
âThatâs too bad,â said Twink sympathetically. She unpacked her petal books, along with a small box of fairy dust that she had brought along to practise with. Her teachers had all given her work to do while she was away, and Twink was determined that she wasnât going to fall behind.
Jena pulled her purple hair back into a ponytail. âYes, but Emerald Leaf is still an excellent school, Tilli,â she pointed out. âSo at least youâll get a good education.â
Snow gaped at her in horror. âBut we donât just go to school to learn , we go to make friends, too! And anyway, Tilli, if you do change schools, you should go to Sparklelight, because â oh, look!â Snow interrupted herself as she opened a little box. âSapphire earrings!â She dangled them in front of her ears with a pout, and everyone laughed.
âDo you know why you were chosen for the Friendship Dance, Twink?â asked Jena. She tied a violet ribbon around her ponytail.
Twink shook her head. âMy school used a sparkle-seeker, but I think it must have made a mistake,â she admitted. âI donât see how I can bring anything to the dance.â
âNone of us know why we were chosen either,â said Tilli. âBut Iâm glad I was. A two-week holiday from Emerald Leaf, hurrah!â She punched the air.
âI wonder what the boys will be like?â said Snow. She bounced on to her bed, still playing with the