Blame My Virgo Moon by Freja Nicole Woolf

Author:Freja Nicole Woolf [Woolf, Freja Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781529521252
Publisher: Walker Books
Published: 2024-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Dinner with the family (and Niamh) only makes things worse. Dad won’t stop chuckling and saying “What a day”, like I haven’t got the message that going to school in a tutu was an error of judgement.

Then he says, “Your uncle Hillary’s seen the Facebook post I made.”

This alone nearly makes me choke on the witch fingers (asparagus) I’m being force-fed. I really can’t wait for Niamh to go so Mum will stop pandering to Luna’s horror-show herbalist diet.

“You put it on Facebook?!” I exclaim. “Dad!”

He only chuckles. “He left me a comment! Apparently, Lilac was delighted. She’s even asked to have a copy printed for the family Christmas card!”

“What a lovely idea!” gasps Mum as I gawp between them in speechless horror. “Then we can look back on this moment and have a right old laugh.”

I don’t want to have a right old laugh! I don’t want to ever remember this happened! But as usual, my plate-spinning clown family are already yo-yoing on to make sure I never live this down, not even if I live to a really ancient age, like forty-one.

“Don’t be so grumpy, love!” Mum says, which is obviously only going to make me grumpier. I pick through my quinoa like it’s deeply unappealing. Which it is. “We all have social hiccups! The important thing is picking yourself back up.”

What an absolutely useless thing to say! But that’s parents for you. “I don’t care about the tutu,” I mutter. “I had a fight with Zanna today, okay?! I’m not in the mood to laugh.”

“Oh, love!” Mum reaches across the table and takes my hand. She squeezes reassuringly. “Don’t worry. I’m sure she’ll forgive you in the end.”

I stare at her in utter disbelief. Then I snatch my hand right back. “WHY DO YOU ALWAYS ASSUME IT’S MY FAULT?!” I yell, throwing down my spoon and stomping right upstairs to my bedroom. I’m sure Miss Spencer would be proud of my dramatics.

But I am not feeling proud at all. The more I think about it, the more I’m seeing how truly, crushingly right Zanna was earlier. I’ve been trying so hard to be an amazing girlfriend that I’ve ended up being a terrible best friend. And now my terrible best friend doesn’t want to be friends any more.

I drop my phone onto my bed, then stare at my ceiling. I’m still in my tutu and leotard because I’m too troubled to change my clothes.

Because how useless have I been? Zanna’s been unhappy with me all this time and I didn’t even notice. It’s all been happening just below the surface…

Suddenly, I sit up, eyes wide as clown noses. I watch the way the silvery moonlight creeps across my bedroom walls. Of course! The Worm Moon has been munching away at my foundations all this time. But it wasn’t my relationship with Morgan the bedbugs were after… It was my friendship. The pancake said DOOM and now here I am, in an abracadabra abyss of sorrow, without even Zanna to save me.

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