Tryouts, something Chloe always looked forward to. She knew what she wanted and had been training for. With her injury over summer, she was glad she was cleared to start training again before term started. She had worried and worried over not getting enough training in, but the minute she was cleared she was on her broom.

Now it was time and she was ready. She loved this position, she felt she was built for it being so tiny, and she would work her behind off for it. Looking around she was surprised not to see Ness, but it looked like she was one of the first to arrive. Maybe she could get past her star-struck celebrity nerves before they got started because once she saw MacKenzie she stopped for just a moment to stare.

She knew all the quidditch players, she read books upon books about the game, the players, the teams. So obviously she knew who he was and she needed to shake this before she got on a broom to prove herself in front of him.

"Good afternoon sir"

Did her voice sound squeakier? Did it seem like she was nervous about tryouts because she wasn't. It was him, it was all him. Shake it off McCarthy, shake it off!