"Appleby Arrows!" Gina smiled as she spoke. She seemed to be the quirky, weird type of girl. Her wand behind her right ear, robe sleeves rolled up, her eyes danced with excitement. Gina has never taken her flying lessons before, and therefore is looking forward to it.

Suddenly she hears someone behind her scoffing. Turning to look, Gina realizes it's Marcella. "Why are you so rude to Serena?" Gina spoke, frowning.