 SUMMER FOREVER
Flying.
Etta wasn't even sure why she was here. She was a decent flyer but honestly, she didn't feel like showcasing her flying skills to so many people AND the professor. She had been standing somewhere near the back, feeling a new level of nervousness. And --- wow. She looked up to stare at the moving hoops in wonder, something she'd never done before. Obviously. And she had to do it in the first attempt too or simply repeat it. Great. She could do this, yeah? She had already picked up a school broom earlier since she didn't have one of her own. Never did, really.
Oh, well. Better to get this over with. Etta mounted her broom and pushed off from the ground, gaining altitude easily. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of fresh breeze against her face.. she did miss flying, even if she'd never admit it. Forgetting her fears for a moment, she simply enjoyed the moment as she headed towards the moving hoops. Oh gosh.. let her just do this, please.
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