This was it, Ella was totally going to get it this time. She was extra motivated too because she hated failing at things, especially when flying was one of the few things she felt she was really good at. She just needed to...concentrate a bit more? Oh and not worry so much. The over-thinking is what killed her every time, and not just on the Quidditch pitch. Closing her eyes for a moment, the blonde took a deep breath and then...

Ziiiiigggggggg...Zaaaaaagggggg....Ziiiggggg.....Za aaaaggggggg


In and out and in and out she went, flying fast as she dared. She was focused too, avoiding contact with the poles as best she could. All she had to do was get past a few more and she'd be out. BEAM! She could totally do this. And Captain Nessie would be proud of her, yeah? Ella sure hoped so.

ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

And then she was done, past the last pole without mishaps. The blonde GRINNED to herself, feeling quite accomplished. She'd gone pretty fast too which was awesome. Ella's green eyes took a moment to look back before glancing over at the other end of the pitch. She'd need to work on height now, yeah? She could totally do that.