Ice Queen (Completed) (Book one of seven series)

Chapter 7 (Edited)

There was some snarling and some yelling above me as I landed on the boat that had been placed up there for the showing of Peter Pan. I don't know why we have a flying boat, but right then, I didn't care as it started to plummet down when Ms. Brooks jumped in after me.

I grabbed the rope and bit back a yelp as it dug into my palms. This was because of the speed we were going at, and I had no idea how to slow it down.

"We're going to crash!" Ms. Brooks exclaimed over the barking and yelping, as the night creatures tried to get at us.

I placed my hand on the boat and let out all my fear and anger, hoping that something, anything would happen, that will slow our descent to our deaths.

The room grew chilly, as my hand started to tingle a little. Everything seemed to grow frosty as the temperatures in the building began to plummet. Snowflakes and ice covered everything, and the boat landed with a thud on top of the snowy stage.

I took a deep breath as the boat, skidded a few feet from where it had fallen until it crashed into a wall, breaking the pommel. "Remind me to thank Mrs. LeStrange when I get to class tomorrow," I said as I shakily stood up, followed by a shaking Ms. Brooks. "For I think that kind of saved our-"

I ducked as an arrow seemed to appear out of nowhere. I looked at Ms. Brooks, wide eyed and still nervous. "We should run," I said.

"Good idea," she replied. We both hopped out of the boat and slipped and slid out of the theatre where there were still threats coming from on top of the catwalk, where I somehow had frozen his feet to.

Don't ask, because, I'll never tell my secrets on how I did that, since I don't even know how I did. Besides, 'An actor must never be afraid to make a fool of himself'- Harvey Cocks. And I think I've made a fool out of myself by jumping from a catwalk.