So with the yellow meteor now caught, all Sierra needed to do was catch a blue one. Catching a meteor...she couldn't believe they were doing that. Muggle schools just looked at pictures in textbooks. This school, though? Nope. They were catching meteors like a BOSS.

Or, that'd be the case if Sierra could just get her hands on a blue one now. Everywhere she looked, she saw yellow blurs. Figures. The colors she didn't need was the one she saw the most of. She moved around the area, trying hard not to bump into anybody or anything.

Finally, she was able to set her sights on a blue blur dashing in the midst of yellow. She began pushing herself through the sea of students and toward the blue meteor, her glove outstretched.