Giggling, Ella pulled herself back up onto her log, but her feet were wet, and she slipped off again almost immediately. She plunged back into the water and Callum, seized by an impulse he couldn’t control, dashed forward and hopped up onto the abandoned log. After all, he’d skateboarded before — badly, he admitted. But he’d done that and he could do this.
“Callum!” cried Master Hart, but he was already halfway across the stream. It was much harder than it had looked from shore. The log rolled under his feet, and he had to throw his hands out, bracing himself with earth magic, to keep his balance.
Ella surfaced in front of him, tossing back her wet hair. Seeing Callum, she gasped. Callum was so startled that his magic deserted him. The log rolled forward, Ella dove for the bank with a li
