It was time and she couldn't be more thrilled. Going back up in the air after the whistled blew, Chloe flew with ease as she watched the balls start to zoom around. She giggled and zigged around a few before zagging a few more. Letting her broom go as high as the broom and the captain allowed she watched the balls carefully. She was looking for the one she wanted, they all looked the same so why she didn't just pick a random one was beyond anyone but Chloe, but she still watched until she picked the target.

Zipping around she dodged another before reaching out and grabbing the one she had her eyes on. "This is fun!" The eleven-year-old loved competition, but she still enjoyed the pure fun of everything around her. She realized quickly that more were taking it seriously, not that she wasn't, she was and doing her best flying, but she liked to talk and laugh too and this group seemed to be really concentrating. The first year decided it was best to do what everyone else was doing and just kept flying and moving from the balls.