Chapter 11

Jasmine's POV

"Blee, boo, berr, blah, bee, blerr, bleh." I'm bored. What do I do when I'm bored and tired of cup song? I say random gibberish. I NOTICED SOMETHING! I NOTICED SOMETHING! My satchel is sitting on the table very close to my cell. Not close enough. Wow, six days and I'm noticing it now. I could've sworn it wasn't there the other five. Speaking of days, tomorrow I get unmasked. Whoopee, can't wait. I heard the door shut. HICCUP! YES, I couldn't stand the fat guy. Then a smell I don't miss came in, cod.

"Hey, Jazz," I told him he could call me that, "I brought you some..." I sent a fireball at the fish he was carrying and it incinerated. His face showed a mixture of surprise and shock. "...breakfast," he finished.

"Sorry, tired of cod." He set the plate down next to my bag. "Has my bag been there the whole time I was in here?" I pointed to it with my head tilted.

"No. It was at my house. My dad looked through it and found nothing in it. Why is that?" He picked it up and looked inside.

"Because I put a spell on it so only I could get anything out or see anything inside. Have you come up with a plan yet?"

"No." He frowned at the mention of the word 'plan'. Then I remembered what Zack said about those pins he gave me. 'I also got these pins that you can put in your hair to put the blue strip in. They can also pick locks in an emergency'.

"I need something in my bag." I held out my hand for it. He placed the strap in my hand. I would've used the pin in my hair, but I was saving that for next time. I had a dream that I would need it and my dreams are usually about the future. I reached in my satchel and pulled out a pin. I looked up at Hiccup and showed it to him. "Zack said it was good with locks. I put my bag over my shoulder then began picking the lock. I stopped and looked up at Hiccup. "You should go so nobody thinks you helped me." He nodded then left.

It has been two hours of lock picking with no breaks. I'm tired and my fingers are numb. But I didn't give up. "YES!" I finally got the lock off. I'm free! No I'm not! I just remembered that it's the middle of the day and everyone is out and about. So I just wasted two hours of my time for nothing. Like there's anything else to do here. Maybe it's not a complete loss. I put it back on loosely. Enough to keep it closed, but not enough to lock it. I guess I'll just have to wait till night.

I got chicken for lunch and boar for dinner. Yay, no more cod. Guess what, guess what, guess what! It's nighttime (sin-song voice). Yes. I reopened the lock and opened the cell door. When I got out of the jail center I went into stealth mode. I would fly, but my wings are sky blue not night black. Every time I saw a torch light I hid. I was so close to being caught a couple of times. sneaking around guards was a lot harder than I thought. Eventually, I made it to the forest. I ran as fast as I could to my cliff.

I didn't see Jessica anywhere. I figured she was out looking for me. I pulled out my wolf whistle and blew into it. It was made out of blue metal (I love blue) and it somehow attracts dragons. It was draped around my neck like a necklace. I dropped it out of my mouth as I scanned the night sky for a white speck. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her. She landed next to me. "What happened? I left to go get some breakfast and when I came back back you were gone." Worry showed up in her voice and face.

"Let's just say I'm not eating cod anytime soon." I chuckled. "Come on, let's get some sleep." She laid down and I surrounded myself with fire. It disappeared and I came out wearing boots, blue leggins, a brown leather skirt with a slanted cut at the bottom, a brown sleeveless tunic, a white fur vest, and, of course, the blue strip in my hair. Jessica stared at me. "Can't take the chance of being caught again." I laid my head on her stomach and we went to sleep.