Day Seven
Dear Diary,
It’s Wednesday and I woke up at dawn. That’s right.
Me.
A pixie.
Dawn.
That’s just not how life’s supposed to work. Maybe it’s because I’m nervous about visiting Earth today. That doesn’t feel correct, though. What awoke me was an itchy sensation at the back of my head, like I’m forgetting something. I snuggle under my covers before a few minutes before it hits me.
I didn’t tell Poppa and Muti that I’d skip the citadel today.
Oops.
Bilge reports to my parents constantly, so there’s no avoiding the truth. Poppa and Muti will discover that I was a no-show. In turn, that causes questions, uncomfortable situations, and creative truth-telling.
Time to stop writing and think up a plan. But not before I finish one little thing.
As part of the New Me plan, I cast a
