Roxy & Jones: The Great Fairytale Cover-Up by Angela Woolfe

Author:Angela Woolfe [Woolfe, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781406396249
Publisher: Walker Books Ltd.
Published: 2020-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

14

Thanks to a killer combo of the sat-nav on Roxy’s phone plus the remarkable speed of what Jones was already calling the Veg-E-Bike, they were already deep into the Fabulous Forest only a couple of hours after speeding away from Sector Seven.

“My sat-nav’s getting a bit confused,” Roxy yelled over the noise of the engine. “Must be all the trees. But remember what Frankie said: we just keep heading north, no matter how thick the forest gets.”

“No prob!” Jones yelled back. “Anyway, I’m glad it’s getting a bit wilder, after all those creepily perfect campsites and that piddly little so-called lake! Rubbish school trip you must have had, staying there! Not like this proper adventure!”

Roxy wanted to agree – to be fair, nothing could have been worse than the four days she’d spent at Camp Good-Times with sixty-two of her old classmates – but she couldn’t shake off the anxious ache in the pit of her stomach. Actually, she couldn’t shake off anything, not with this appalling heap of hair weighing her down.

“Just to be clear, there’s nothing I can do about the hair,” Roxy yelled, “until the magic wears off at midnight?”

“Nope! I mean, I guess you could try and let it down. But then we’ll just have about ten miles of tresses trailing behind us!” Jones yelled back. “If you’re worrying about what your sister will say, don’t – it’ll all be back to normal by the next time she sees you!”

This had been precisely what Roxy had been worrying about but hadn’t wanted to say.

“Um, on that front, Jones,” she began, tightening her hold round Jones’s waist with the arm that wasn’t being used to steady her hair. “We won’t stay too long at this witch spa-retreat place, right? I mean, we have to be back in Rexopolis by bedtime, obviously.”

Jones snorted. “Yeah, right. Because that’s what people do when they’re trying to save their entire country from an evil witch: pop back home at the end of the day for their jim-jams and slippers.”

“But I have to go back home tonight.” Unease was spreading through Roxy’s gut; had she bitten off more than she could chew? “You don’t understand. My sister, she gets … anxious.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t join me at all, then. I mean, if your sister’s going to get anxious. Maybe you should leave before we even meet Mortadella, and head home, and spend the rest of the day doing … sorry, what exactly were you doing when I met you this morning? Sitting on your own listening to music, with breakfast cereal stuck to your face?”

“OK, OK.” Roxy could feel her cheeks heating up. “I get it.”

“Do you, Roxy? Because you can’t be here if you’re not properly up for it. This is BIG STUFF. We’re saving the world!”

“I thought you just said we were saving our country,” Roxy muttered mutinously.

“Yeah, but you heard Frankie and Skinny. The Perpetual Wickedness – sorry, sorry, I mean Pep-Wick! – could return and infest Illustria again. And

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