Chapter 3 of The Fairy Tale Twist (Draft 2)

Chapter 3
“Ivy, did you really think you could keep me away forever?”
I turn. The pixie gloats from on top of my dresser. He knocks over a bottle of lotion as he scoots off and flutters to the center of the room. He’s as smug as ever, wearing a green tunic worthy of Peter Pan.
Since arguing would be a waste of time, I ignore his question. Besides, it’s probably better if he thinks he’s in control. He’ll be in a better mood. “I want to make a deal.”
The pixie tilts his head and his mouth curls in...