 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Oh no, oh no, oh no.
Claudine was going to hurl! She was going to fall off her broomstick due to dizziness then hurl! But first, the crash must occur. It was written in the stars, if you believed in that sort of thing. “Ooof!’’ The impact into Bella was strong and it didn’t help her from feeling humiliated. Was it her or had the spinning somewhat slowed? Pull it together, Blaze. Once again, the phrase was repeated in her mind, so loudly that it took her a tad longer than usual to hear Kazmi’s voice.
Right. Level her broom out. Duh. It had been the obvious thing to do, it had been something they had taught before. Claudine tilted forward slowly so that her broomstick came back to its original position - fully horizontal. Sure enough, the move worked wonders and the girl came to a halt in midair. Phew.
Claudine peered about, looking sheepish. “Thanks for your help, professor.” Keeping one hand on her broom, she used the other to flatten the hair on her head which had become quite disarrayed with bits sticking out of her ponytail. “Bella? You okay?’’ she called. |