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thecampers started to spill out into the sticky evening.
    “Oooh, let’s check on the ponies on the way to our tent!” Rosie grinned, rushing ahead. Dancer gave a soft whicker as Rosie reached the stables. A second later everyone piled in after her. Hettie was nibbling at the hay, and Phantom raised his head as Charlie appeared at his stable door. He snorted with a relaxed flutter of his nostrils. Scout rustled Alice for some treats and Dancer scraped her hoof, leaning against her door, worried she was missing out. Mia rubbed Wish’s neck under her mane, making her stretch out her head blissfully.
    After ten minutes, Melissa and Freddie came out, rounding everyone up and asking them to get washed and then go to their tents.
    Rosie gave Dancer a final hug goodnight. The girls grabbed their wash bags and fought for space at the washroom sinks, before everyone finally raced to their tents. Mia brushed herthick, glossy hair while Holly quickly got changed into her pony print pyjamas and wriggled into her sleeping bag. Holly glanced around the tent before picking up her pony book to read. Then she pulled out a purple notebook and started to make notes.
    “You’re dedicated,” Alice said, craning her neck to see properly.
    Holly smiled. “I just want to make sure I do everything right for Skylark,” she confessed.
    Mia looked round. “We’ll all help you,” she said, “won’t we?”
    The others, including Amber, nodded.
    Holly blushed furiously as Amber smiled back at her.
    “I hope I do well and learn loads this week,” Holly added, quietly. “My parents aren’t horsey at all, and they’re hoping that my obsession with ponies is just a passing phase. But I really want to show them it’s more than that. They keep telling my Grammy to stop filling my head with horseydreams. She used to work with horses, years ago. I think I must get my love of them from her.”
    Holly looked over at Amber and was about to say something more, when Amber started rummaging through her wash bag. Then Amber got up from her creaking camp bed.
    “I must have left my toothbrush in the washroom,” she explained. “I’d better pop out and get it.”
    She unzipped the door and headed into the fading light. Rosie glanced around her little patch in the tent. She shifted her sleeping bag and tipped up her pillow. With a frown, she started to delve into her stuffed bag.
    “What’s up?” Alice asked through a yawn, climbing onto her own bed.
    “I can’t find my copy of
Pony Mad,
” Rosie said. She sifted through her clothes, throwing jods and T-shirts in every direction. Mia caught them and began sorting them into piles. “Has anyone seen it?”
    Holly shook her head.
    “Are you sure you brought it back into the tent after you fell over earlier?” Mia asked, using her torch to check the corners and under the camp beds in the increasing gloom.
    “It was here,” Rosie said, tipping out her bag over the green groundsheet.
    “Well, it isn’t now,” Charlie said, helping her look.
    “First Foxy, now this,” Rosie frowned. “This is crime central!”
    Mia was already in her matching pink shorts and T-shirt ready for bed. While Alice and Charlie quickly changed too, Mia climbed on top of her sleeping bag. “Well, nearly every Lily Simpson fan saw it earlier, and loads of them wanted a copy signed by Amber,” she sighed. “So, half the camp knew which tent to find it in.”
    “But I can’t believe anyone would be mean enough to take it,” Rosie huffed. “I’d have let anyone borrow it, if they’d just asked.”
    Alice noticed Holly studying her book extra hard, although she hadn’t turned a page for ages. Then she watched as Holly put it down and turned off her torch.
    “Oh well,” Rosie sighed, starting to bundle her stuff together and shove it near the foot of her sleeping bag in a haphazard pile. She found her cupcake-patterned pyjamas and wriggled into them. “I guess one article about Lily, Firestorm and Foxy was