Tinkle tinkle tinkle.
“What’s that?” Grace asked.
“It’s Miss Rosamund,” Cosmo said. “She’s our head teacher.”
Tinkle tinkle tinkle.
Puff! A plump lady with silver hair appeared in an explosion of glitter. She was wearing a pink gown, and in one hand she had a silver wand with a star on top. In the other, she held a silver bell.
Miss Rosamund tinkled the bell again. “Time for lessons!” she called, her cheeks dimpling as she smiled. “Come on, everyone! You’re all going to learn your own special magic today.”
Olivia gasped. “Well, that beats learning times tables!”
Miss Rosamund walked into the school building, the magical creatures skipping along behind her.
Cuddle flicked her crooked tail and ran through the open doorway to join them. “Good idea, Cuddle,” Grace said. “We can learn about magic too. Come on, Cosmo!”
They hurried after the little kitten. But then the troll crawled out from under the slide.
“Looking forward to the magic lessons?” he asked Cosmo.
“Yes,” Cosmo replied, backing away.
“Why?” the troll demanded. “Silly unicorns can’t do magic. Everyone’s going to laugh at you!”
“Hey,” Grace said. “We’ve already told you to stop being mean.”
“Pfffffft!” The troll made a loud raspberry sound and stomped after the other creatures.
“Just ignore him, Cosmo,” Olivia said.
But the unicorn was already trotting back towards the tree, his head drooping.
Grace scooped up Cuddle and the girls ran to join him.
“Please come to the lesson,” Grace said. “You might make some new friends.”
Tears glittered like jewels on Cosmo’s long eyelashes. “But I can’t do magic. Why would anyone want to be friends with a unicorn who can’t cast spells?”