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"Don't sell yourself short Kyle. I've seen you play... you're good. I mean you aren't going to be the next Viktor Krum, but you're good. Jacob would be stupid not to play you, then again Jacob is stupid in general so who am I to say anything? He may just sit you out because he is that dumb, but you are good enough to help Ravenclaw win the Cup." Selina looked around to check who was about and continued, "Just don't tell Simon I said that."
"I don't mean too" Kyle admitted with a chuckle she had just been shocked that Jacob in all his delusions of grandure had put her on the team. "And thanks - while you on the other hand are better than Krum...in my book" she smirked over to her. Yes it was a BIG compliment and she deserved it. "You know, me thinks I should when you are a famed quidditch player that I should get any and all your loot I can find...I mean...I'll buy your merchandise - sorry I was reading shakespeare earlier" she lied. She had no idea why she had spoken like she was from another time. But even as she covered it up she wanted the taste of salt air on her face.