For Godric's sake, why were they acting like that? The squirrels were all very cute and pretty. No need to be afraid and scream like a werewolf was chasing them because squirrels can nowhere be as scary as werewolves. Oh, reality check Miss Castell, let me remind you that you're still flying. A tiny voice inside her mind whispered loudly. Beezus shook her head and well..remembered that she was still high above the ground, clutching the handle of her school broom.

Then..as she looked around, she saw one squirrel fly and landed clinging on the end of one student's broom. Beezus urged her broom to move forward so she could witness the possible exchange of pleasant nods from the squirrel and the rider. However, when she neared them, she saw that the rider was trying to shoo the poor squirrel away, and that rider was no other than..

"GWEN! No, stop!.." Beezus lunged forward, her hand grasping the broom handle firmly. "Don't move..It'll fall!" she yelled in mid air nervously. What if the cute little creature would lose its hold and fall?

No, she didn't like to think what would happen next.