Free Flunked by Jen Calonita

nearly glow, they’re so bright, and their wings are nearly double the size of their body, even if they are currently folded down at their sides. The Pegasi neigh softly as we approach.
    The stable boy pets the bridge of their noses. “Hop on. They’ll take you up and around the grounds.”
    I watch Jax stick his foot in the foothold and easily pull himself up. I walk over to Macho. “Hey, boy,” I say softly. “Think you can help me out? I’m not that good at this.” The Pegasus blinks his bright blue eyes and nudges me as if to say “no problem.” I do like Jax does and am amazed when I’m able to pull myself right up. Awesome.
    â€œKeep an eye on the time,” the stable boy tells us, pointing to the clock on the Pegasus’s harness. “ Don’t leave the grounds since you aren’t with an instructor—or you’ll get detention—and don’t go into the Hollow Woods.” He says sharply, “Got it?”
    â€œGot it,” we say, and then without warning, the Pegasi’s wings begin to expand and we’re rising slowly out of the stables and into the sky. My stomach feels like it might fall out as the stable below gets farther and farther away. The wind begins to blow my hair away from my face, and I hold on to the reins tightly as the Pegasus begins to flap its wings faster and takes me high above the grounds.
    I’m flying!
    I start to laugh out of both fear and excitement. I’ve never been on a Pegasus before. In the village, they were always for the rich or the royals, and yet here at FTRS, flying is a regular privilege. I have to admit, it’s a pretty nice student perk to have.
    â€œJust hang on. I’ll tell them where to go,” Jax says as his Pegasus flaps next to mine.
    I look down and see we’re over the school now. Below, I can make out students on the lawns fencing or playing dodgeball or just lounging on the grass. I’m afraid to turn my head, but I do, ever so slightly, and can just make out the village of Enchantasia in the distance. I’d give anything to fly over my boot right now and talk to my siblings, but I don’t want to extend my stay at FTRS any longer than I have to. In the opposite direction, the Hollow Woods loom darkly.
    Jax pulls alongside me, looking completely at ease. I’m still fighting the urge to close my eyes. “Pretty cool, huh?” he says.
    â€œYou do this often?” I clutch Macho’s reins tighter.
    â€œOften enough.” Jax uses only one hand to hold the reins. With the other, he pets Mighty’s head. “So where do you want to go?” He gets a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I know! We should have brought water balloons to drop on Jocelyn.”
    â€œMaxine told you what happened in class?” We’re flying over the castle now, and I can’t help staring at the beautiful turrets and stone statues that sit atop each peak. I believe they’re gargoyles. Sensing my curiosity, Macho brings me closer. We fly by two ugly gray ones with nasty faces, and I can’t believe how long their claws are.
    Macho bucks slightly, and I hold on tighter. “It’s okay, boy. They’re just statues,” I say, knowing he can understand me. He begins to pull away. I glance back at the creepy gargoyles one last time and…huh. That’s funny. I could have sworn the gargoyles’ heads were turned the other way—but that’s impossible.
    â€œJax, those gargoyles aren’t real, are they?” I ask as Macho catches up to him.
    Jax laughs. “You’ve been reading too many fairy tales, Cobbler.”
    It must have been my imagination. Then my eyes spot something lying on a flat roof. “My boots!” I will Macho to head back to the roof, and Jax follows. “Harlow zapped them off my feet during class and said I’d only find them when I could fly.”
    â€œYou’ve got good