repeated in disgust. âThatâs so gross!â
âNot really,â said Elly. âMum worked out that dust is just tiny flakes of stuff from around the house. She fills the Wunch-Box up with dust sheâs collected from the kitchen and the Wunch-Box just sorts through the pieces.â She took another bite. âPlus, itâs not human dust. Itâs fairy dust, which is much cleaner.â
Jess looked at the remains of the cupcake in her hand. It didnât look nearly so delicious anymore. âI think Iâll just stick with my sandwiches,â she said. She didnât fancy eating dust food no matter whose dust had been used. Dust food was the sort of thing you only gave to people you didnât like.
This gave Jess an idea. She nudged Elly. âI dare you to go and offer them to the Fairy Club,â she said, smiling mischievously.
Elly got up. âGood idea!â she said. âWeâve got way too many here.â And she walked over to the Fairy Club girls before Jess could stop her.
Jess stopped smiling and started feeling bad. She hoped the dustcakes werenât poisonous. She watched as the Fairy Club girls each chose a cake. She could tell from their faces that Elly hadnât told them what the key ingredient was. She could also see that they thought the cakes were delicious. Especially Caitlin. Once sheâd finished her first cake she took another one. Jess saw her say something to Elly. Then she handed her a piece of paper. What on earth could it be?
Elly rushed back a moment later, looking very excited. âCaitlinâs invited us to a Fairy Club meeting this weekend!â she said.
Jess shook her head. âNo way,â she said, firmly. âI refuse to go to some stupid fairy party.â
Elly hopped around on one foot. âBut Jess, I really, really want to go. Sheâs even given us an invitation,â she said, holding it out. It was pink and covered in little gold wands and stars. Looking at the invitation made Jess want to go even less. But it was hard to say no when your friend was so excited.
âWeâd have to dress up, you know,â Jess warned Elly.
Elly nodded enthusiastically. âIâve always wanted to go to a fancy-dress party!â she said.
Jess sighed. âYou donât get it,â she said. âWeâd have to dress up as fairies .â
But even this didnât seem to worry Elly.
âI donât understand why youâre so keen to go to a fairy party,â Jess said. âI thought you hated all that stuff.â
Elly nodded. âI do,â she said. âBut when youâre a detective you sometimes have to do things you donât want to do.â
Jess looked at Elly suspiciously. She wondered if Elly was trying to trick her. âHave you found a clue?â she asked.
Elly leant in and whispered in her ear. âHave you noticed that for someone with very pale skin Caitlin has hardly any freckles?â
Jess stared at her.
âAnd that her hair is really, really shiny?â Elly added.
Jess felt a shiver of excitement. She looked over at Caitlin and noticed for the first time that she was much shorter than any of the other Fairy Club girls.
âYou think sheâs a ...?â she whispered.
Elly shrugged. âThatâs what weâre going to find out on Saturday,â she said.
Chapter Seven
T he first class after lunch was cooking with Mrs Snidely. Elly decided to try very hard in this class to get on Mrs Snidelyâs good side. Since the skateboard incident in the hallway she had the feeling that the cooking teacher didnât really like her very much.
âDonât worry,â Jess said, as they walked to class. âCooking is pretty fun, really, even if it is with Mrs Snidely. And itâs easy.â
But Elly wasnât so sure. âItâs the boy-fairies that do most of the cooking in Fairydom,â she explained. Some