Rosa and the Three Wishes

Rosa and the Three Wishes
Darcey Bussell

Return to the magical world of Enchantia in the captivating second series of Magic Ballerina by Darcey Bussell!Rosa knows that it is time to hand over the magic red ballet shoes to another special girl. But before she does; her friends in Enchantia need Rosa’s help one last time!

To Phoebe and Zoe, as they are the inspirationbehind Magic Ballerina.

Table of Contents

Cover Page (#ub3d71ae0-0644-5e6d-ba22-47de1aa430e3)

Title Page (#u994184e2-5f31-5180-8d9d-c2c850d64fee)

Dedication (#u41b728b1-5558-5705-935d-d9e8287bce93)

Author’s note (#ufca99ada-3a40-5cec-9240-f01a8168983d)

Map (#u1767e796-3d90-505e-afd0-15d594ebf3e2)

Prologue (#u00607d79-f7d9-5415-b70c-68b35596f2e3)

1. The Last Day (#u97259feb-4714-5def-9221-9dd26fd4baf3)

2. The Ballet Shoes (#u96f9ee18-8496-5d81-b993-fe1ce4358b53)

3. An Angry Crowd (#litres_trial_promo)

4. King Rat’s Castle (#litres_trial_promo)

5. Tricking King Rat! (#litres_trial_promo)

6. Wishing Magic (#litres_trial_promo)

7. The Final Wish (#litres_trial_promo)

8. Holly’s New Beginning (#litres_trial_promo)

Darcey’s Magical Masterclass (#litres_trial_promo)

Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

Author’s Note (#ulink_dba0cdc1-c580-5afb-9c9e-a74a44c40e5e)

Rosa and the Three Wishes

Welcome to the world of Enchantia!

I have always loved to dance. The captivating music and wonderful stories of ballet are so inspiring. So come with me and let’s follow Rosa on her magical adventures in Enchantia, where the stories of dance will take you on a very special journey.

p.s. Turn to the back to learn a special dance step from me…

Map (#ulink_e6b4c90e-e04e-56ce-9695-880b8cc74e61)

Prologue (#ulink_50ad7bd6-b641-5a5e-af76-7f1c1b66b4d9)

In the soft, pale light, the girl stood with her head bent and her hands held lightly in front of her. There was a moment’s silence and then the first notes of the music began. For as long as the girl could remember music had seemed to tell her of another world – a magical, exciting world – that lay far, far away. She always felt if she could just close her eyes and lose herself, then she would get there. Maybe this time. As the music swirled inside her, she swept her arms above her head, rose on to her toes and began to dance…

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“Isn’t it weird to think that it’s our very last day here?” Rosa said as she and her best friend, Olivia, walked into the changing rooms at Madame Za-Za’s ballet school.

Olivia nodded in agreement. After the holidays they would both be going to the Royal Ballet School in London!

Rosa looked round at the familiar green walls and rows of pegs for hanging their clothes on and breathed in the smell of hairspray. “I’m really going to miss this place,” she sighed, taking off her coat.

“Me too,” agreed Olivia.

Rosa thought of everything Madame Za-Za had taught her since she had started at the school – and everything that had happened to her, not just the classes, and the exams and the performances…

Taking her red ballet shoes out of her bag, she smiled to herself. She had a secret. Her shoes were magic! Sometimes they would start to glisten and glow and then they would whisk her away to Enchantia, a land where all the characters from the different ballets lived. Rosa had been on some fantastic magical adventures there.

But the shoes will still take me to Enchantia even when I’m at the Royal Ballet School, she thought, stroking the soft leather. I don’t have to say goodbye to them.

She felt slightly uneasy though. She hated to admit it, but it almost seemed as if the shoes belonged here, with her ballet teacher, Madame Za-Za. It had been Madame Za-Za who had given them to Delphie Durand, and then Delphie had passed them on to Rosa.

Trying not to think about it, Rosa got changed. She was just tying the ribbons on her shoes when a girl walked into the changing rooms, her chin held high. She had bright green eyes and brown hair.

Rosa groaned inwardly. Holly!

Holly was a new pupil at Madame Za-Za’s ballet school. She had recently come to live in the town with her aunt and uncle, and had started in Rosa and Olivia’s class. She was very good at ballet but she knew it and, although she was a little younger than most of the other girls, she seemed put out that she wasn’t in the highest class.

“I want to sit there,” she said to Rosa. She pointed at the bench where Rosa’s bag was and gave an imperious toss of her head. “Move your bag.”

Rosa frowned. “No. There are plenty of other places you can sit.”

“But I want to get changed there because it is next to the radiator,” Holly told her.

Taking off her coat she threw it down, covering up Rosa’s clothes, and then she went into the little sideroom where the sinks and toilets were.

Rosa’s temper flared. She jumped to her feet and grabbed Holly’s coat, intending to dump it on the floor.

“Don’t,” Olivia said quickly. “It’s our last day.”

“But you saw what she just did!” Rosa exclaimed.

“But after today we won’t ever have to see her again,” Olivia pointed out. “Don’t have a row, Rosa. Please.” Some of the other girls had started to come in and were looking at Rosa and Olivia curiously.