prepared a hot spread, with fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, buttery mushrooms and piles of buttered toast. But no one had been hungry, so it was all going to waste.
âItâs our word against theirs,â mumbled Mum as she wiped the twinsâ faces and took off their bibs.
âListen to an old girl like me!â said Granny. âI keep saying it and no one will listen. This will sort itself out in a way you canât imagine. I am confident the truth will win through. The fact is, our girls havenât cheated, so we should feel proud of them, whatever happens. Itâs only a contest.â
Poppy and Honey hoped more than anything in the world that Granny Bumble was right, but neither of them could see how it was going to happen.
Dad went out again almost immediately, this time with Poppy and Honey, and dropped by the temporary office of
Youâre a Star!
, which was in the
Camomile Chronicle
building. He asked if they could re-register with another song.
An administrator came through to speak to Dad and reluctantly agreed that the girls could be included if they came up with a song by Friday tea time.
âThat gives us less than two days to think of a new tune, words, dance routine and everything!â wailed Poppy as Dad took her and Honey round to Daisyâs summer house.
Daisy, Lily and Rose were already there, feeling very de-motivated and still shocked. On hearing the news about the new song being acceptable, they tried to jot down some notes but they were struggling for inspiration.
âWhy donât we write about school?â suggested Lily. âHow awful it is â especially with a headmaster like Farrington.â
The girls perked up a bit at this idea.
âYes,â agreed Daisy. âWe could call it
High School Blues
. That could work. But it wonât be as cool as
Chocolate Sundae Girls
. That was the best song weâve ever written.â
All the girls murmured their agreement, but they did not want to be left out of the contest so they settled down to some serious song-writing.
âHow does this sound?â asked Lily.
âThatâs a great start, Lil!â said Daisy. âWe could really work with that. But I canât think of a good dance idea and thereâs not enough time to ask Claudine.â
âLetâs just concentrate on the song, shall we?â said Rose. âI donât feel in the mood for dancing anyway. Why do such unfair things happen? Why do the goodies always win in the movies, but in real life the baddies always win?â
âNo, Rose,â Lily said sagely. âItâs just that in real life the goodies take much longer to win. But letâs not give up. Letâs get on with this song â Iâm sure we can make it work.â
Daisy burst into floods oftears. âBut the other song is great too â how dare she do this to us! Itâs so mean.â
The girls comforted their friend, who was normally so positive. Somehow they would get through this â they knew they were in the right.
Chapter Nine
BACK AT THE Pebbles, Grandpa had some time to think and came up with another idea. He turned to his two distraught daughters, Lavender and Delphi, both nursing cups of tea and aching over the problems facing their beloved girls.
âWhat if you were to go down to the cave where Lilac and the Mermaids rehearse and keep their stuff? After all, thatâs where I overheard their song. Perhaps that way we could find some proof of what theyâve beenup to. Maybe our girlsâ lost song sheet will be there â who knows?â
Delphi and Lavender liked the idea and thought it was worth a try.
âLetâs take the girls with us. They deserve to see whatâs going on in there,â said Mum.
âOK, why not wait until theyâre finished in the summer house?â said Grandpa. âMaybe Iâll come too, to save you getting lost.â
So, after Daisy,