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Frustrated was putting it lightly.
Zoryn's patience for the school broom was very quickly wearing thin. Its turns weren't clean enough, it had nearly no acceleration beyond the rate at which she was already flying, and beyond all else... It wasn't even cute!!!!!!
She had already fallen behind both Beau and Anna (who had just managed to lap her only moments ago). Hopefully Abra wouldn't be docking too many points because it wasn't her fault, really! She was trying her absolute best and despite the rocky start, she was starting to get a better handle on it.
Slow and steady though, unfortunately.
If her parents found out she was doing this, she'd be dead. Which was perhaps the only factor that kept her motivated to continue through the rest of the tryout. More than anything though, she wanted to leave and go to her spot. The spot in front of the forbidden forrest. But she was in the air now. She loved this. She loved flying. Must. Keep. Going. Yeah.
Finally she was at the end of the last lap and boy, she couldn't have been happier to get it over and done with. After marking the finish, she hovered in place for a minute or so... Trying to cool her head off a little bit. Didn't need the rest of the team to know how much she hated this. She was doing FINE!!!!!!!!!!
Right.
Anyways, she was flying back to join the rest of the team now near where Abra was hovering so that she could listen to the next set of instructions. She knew the drill, of course. They did the same thing last term too, stations. Standard procedure. Get to see everyone in their element, take notes on who worked well together. Get to see how aggressive people got. It was the ideal way to do things, in her own opinion. Not that her opinion really mattered much anymore.
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