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  Quickly, Frankie waved her wand. Kirsty’s superstar look disappeared as she shrank down to fairy-size.

  “We have to rescue Rachel!” Kirsty said, fluttering her wings anxiously.

  Frankie nodded. “We’re going right after her,” she said.

  She twirled her wand in the shape of a clef. Fairy dust swirled around them, lifting them into the air. They were on their way.

  Inside the box, Rachel had no idea what had just happened. She could feel the box moving, and she could hear someone cackling and muttering.

  “I have to see what’s going on,” Rachel said to herself.

  She pushed against the lid as hard as she could. It was very heavy, but she managed to open it a tiny crack and wedge it open with a makeup brush. Now she could hear the voice clearly. It was Jack Frost, and he sounded very pleased with himself.

  “I’ll show those pesky fairies who’s really in charge around here,” he said. “No one can stop me now!”

  Rachel peeked out through the small opening and gave a gasp of horror.

  She was in Fairyland. Jack Frost had brought her to his Ice Castle!

  Rachel reached into a makeup jar and scooped out a handful of sparkling pink glitter. Then she pushed it out through the narrow opening in the lid. She felt sure that Kirsty and Frankie would come to find her. When they did, maybe it would help if they had a glittery trail to follow!

  Jack Frost carried the kit through the kitchen and up a winding flight of stairs to his bedroom. Through the partly open lid, Rachel saw him gaze at his face in a large mirror with a golden frame.

  “I really am a handsome fellow,” he said, stroking his chin. “And now, thanks to that silly fairy’s clef, I’ll look even better!”

  Rachel darted backward as he opened the lid above her.

  “I’ll take that,” said Jack Frost, seizing the magic clef necklace.

  He placed it around his neck, and looked into the mirror.

  “It looks good on me, don’t you agree?” he said.

  Rachel decided to play along with him. After all, Frankie and Kirsty might already be in the castle, looking for her. She had to keep Jack Frost talking, and she had to stay close to the clef.

  “Oh, yes,” she said. “It makes you look very . . . um . . . magical.”

  “Pass me that brush,” Jack Frost ordered. “And that jar of blue powder there. And the silver glitter. Quickly!”

  Rachel did as she was told. She watched as Jack Frost began to paint a beautiful icy blue lightning bolt across his face. Where were Frankie and Kirsty — and would they find her glitter trail in time?

  Kirsty felt a chill on her arms and legs, and then realized with delight that Frankie had transported them from Greeny’s makeup tent all the way to the courtyard of Jack Frost’s Ice Castle.

  Kirsty blinked the fairy dust out of her eyes. There was no sign of Jack Frost or of Rachel. But her eagle eyes noticed something pink shimmering on the cold flagstones.

  “Look, Frankie — makeup!” she said. “Let’s follow it!”

  They flew quickly, keeping their eyes on the glittery trail. But when it led them into the kitchen, they were dazzled! The room was full of shiny metal bowls, polished chrome handles, mirrored cupboards, and gleaming pots and pans. The glittery trail was reflected back at the fairies hundreds of thousands of times.

  “I can’t tell which is the real trail and which is a reflection!” cried Kirsty, rubbing her eyes.

  “Keep your eyes on the ground,” said Frankie. “Don’t look up!”

  They flew so close to the ground that their knees brushed against the floor tiles, and they found the real trail again. The two fairies followed it out of the kitchen and up to Jack Frost’s bedroom. The door was open, and they peeked inside. Rachel was flitting around Jack Frost, handing him makeup brushes and powders. He was squinting into the mirror, painting icicles on his eyelids. There wasn’t an easy way of getting the clef back now that it was hanging around his neck. But the reflections in the kitchen had given Kirsty an idea.

  “Have you ever seen a fun house mirror?” she asked Frankie. “Could your magic make Jack Frost think that his makeup looks terrible?”

  Frankie gave a sly grin and nodded. Together, they flew into the room and hid behind the mirror. Rachel was hovering close by, and her face lit up when she saw them.

  “Rachel, can you get Jack Frost to close his eyes?” Kirsty whispered.

  Rachel nodded and fluttered closer to Jack Frost, who was just finishing the last icicle.

  “Those look wonderful,” said Rachel. “Maybe you should close your eyes to let them dry properly. It would be a shame if you smudged them after all your hard work.”

  “You’re right,” said Jack Frost, closing his eyes at once. “My makeup has to be perfect!”

  Frankie darted out from behind the mirror and swished her wand across the surface. It rippled like water on a pond, and then Frankie flew out of sight again.

  “You can open your eyes now,” said Rachel.

  Jack Frost opened his eyes and looked into the mirror. . . .

  Jack Frost made a strange croaking noise in his throat.

  “What — is — that?” he choked.

  Frankie had transformed his mirror into wibbly-wobbly fun house glass! The mirror showed a tiny head with an enormous chin, all smeared in blue and silver.

  “I look ridiculous!” he screeched. “What’s wrong with that fairy necklace?”

  “Maybe the clef’s magic works differently for you,” said Rachel quickly. “You should probably let me have it back after all!”

  “No chance!” bellowed Jack Frost. “It’s MINE!” He stomped around the bedroom in anger, and Rachel darted behind the mirror. She hugged Kirsty and Frankie.

  “Thank you for coming to rescue me!” she said. “But how are we going to get the magic clef back now?”

  “Making him look terrible didn’t work,” said Kirsty thoughtfully. “I wonder what would happen if Frankie fixed the mirror.”

  “It’s worth a try,” said Frankie, tapping the mirror with her wand.

  Rachel fluttered up and perched on top of the mirror frame. Jack Frost was still stomping around, kicking pieces of furniture and scowling.

  “Why don’t you take another look?” Rachel suggested. “Maybe it’s not as bad as you think.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous!” roared Jack Frost.

  But as he glared at her, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. This time, the reflection was perfect. Jack Frost’s mouth fell open. Thanks to the magic clef necklace, he had never looked so good!

  Enchanted by his own face, Jack Frost moved closer to the mirror. He couldn’t take his eyes off his own reflection.

  Slowly, Frankie and Kirsty slipped out from behind the mirror. They fluttered behind Jack Frost and carefully unhooked the necklace. Staring dreamily at his reflection, Jack Frost didn’t notice a thing as they pulled the magic clef from his neck.

  As soon as it was in Frankie’s hands, it shrank to fairy-size.

  “So handsome . . .” murmured Jack Frost, turning his face so he could see both sides.

  “Let’s get back to Rainspell Island!” whispered Frankie.

  With a wave of her wand, the three friends disappeared, leaving Jack Frost alone . . . but very happy!

  That evening on Rainspell Island, fans were in for a treat. Dakota May was about to give her performance, and Rachel and Kirsty were standing in the front row.

  “Thank goodness everyone’s makeup is back to normal,” said Rachel. “We can really relax and celebrate now.”

  She had a brightly colored rainbow painted on her cheek and Kirsty’s face was sparkling with fairy glitter. The designs had been conjured up by Frankie, who was hidden beneath Kirsty’s hair so that she could enjoy the concert, too.

  “But Jack Frost still has two of the clefs,” said Kirsty with a sigh. “There are still two more Superstar Fairies who need our help. I hope this concert will go all right while those
two necklaces are missing.”

  “My clef will provide just enough magic for this performance to turn out perfectly,” said Frankie. “I know you’ll help Alyssa and Cassie just like you’ve helped me . . . but right now, it’s time to dance!”

  The crowd went crazy as Dakota May bounced onto the stage. She looked completely different than she had earlier. She had her familiar shiny black bob instead of the long blond wig, and her perfect makeup made her glow. But what really lit up the stage was her big, beaming smile.

  “Welcome to Rainspell Island, everyone!” she said. “This is a place that’s all about friendship and helping one another. I’d like to dedicate the next song to two girls who helped me today. They know who they are!”

  Frankie, Kirsty, and Rachel cheered as the music started and Dakota’s clear, beautiful voice soared out across the cheering crowd. It was the girls’ favorite song — “The Faces of Me.”

  “It might seem that I have different faces,

  For different people and different places.

  But in my heart I’m still me,

  That’s who I will always be.”

  Kirsty and Rachel shared a happy smile. The music festival was still in danger, and they were facing more exciting adventures. But just for this evening, they were going to dance and enjoy the music — just like everyone else!

  Frankie has her magic clef back. Now Kirsty and Rachel must help

  Alyssa

  the Star-spotter Fairy!

  Read on for a special sneak peek. . . .

  “Another gorgeous morning at the Rainspell Island Music Festival!” said Kirsty Tate happily. “Do you think I should wear this daisy headband today, Rachel?”

  Her best friend, Rachel Walker, looked at their reflections in the big bathroom mirror.

  “Definitely!” she said with a smile. “The white petals look so pretty against your dark hair.”

  The girls had just finished showering and getting dressed. They were camping at the festival with Rachel’s parents, and they were all special guests of The Angels music group.

  “I think you should wear my rose headband,” Kirsty said, handing it to Rachel. “It will look great on you.”

  “I feel so lucky to be here,” said Rachel as she arranged the headband in her hair. “I’ve lost count of all the amazing things we’ve done — and the fabulous concerts we’ve been to!”

  “Plus the fun we’ve had helping the fairies,” said Kirsty with a twinkle in her eye.

  No one knew that the girls were friends with the fairies of Fairyland. They had often helped the fairies outwit grumpy Jack Frost and his mischievous goblins. Soon after they had arrived on Rainspell Island, they met the Superstar Fairies, who used their magic clef necklaces to keep pop music sounding great. Jack Frost and his goblins had stolen the clefs and brought them to the festival to help Jack Frost become a superstar. So far, Kirsty and Rachel had helped five of the Superstar Fairies find their magic clefs.

  “I just hope that we can find the final two missing necklaces before the end of the festival,” said Rachel.

  “Me, too,” said Kirsty. “It would be terrible if Jack Frost managed to ruin it for everyone. There are still lots of fantastic concerts to look forward to.”

  “Yes, I can’t wait to see Jacob Bright at the Talent of Tomorrow show later,” said Rachel. “He’s one of the biggest up-and-coming stars here.”

  “And we still haven’t seen Jax Tempo perform,” said Kirsty. “I wonder when he’ll be onstage. He must be very good to get so famous so quickly — I hadn’t even heard of him until the festival started.”

  “Well, I’m ready to go,” said Rachel. “Let’s get our things and head back to the tent.”

  Kirsty put her hairbrush and spare headbands back into her bathroom caddy while Rachel went into the shower stall to get her shampoo. But as she leaned over the shower drain, she noticed that the remaining bubbles were sparkling with rainbow colors.

  Rachel felt a tingle of excitement running up and down her spine. . . .

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