She pretty much missed it before but the she caught sight of vomit flying through the air and flying down...down... down...EWW! EW! EW!

Now she felt like she was joining to puke. that was just...gross. And now their bats had, VOMIT all over them and they were gonna get it allllll over the bludgers and then they were gonna fly at people and get, NASTY vomit allllll over em'.

Melanie had to bend down slightly in her chair, suddenly feeling a little sick to the stomach.

Euuuuuuurgh...

She was gonna be siiiiiick. Holding her stomach the second year couldn't help but glance up at all the players once more, looking up just in time to see...

WHAT. THE. HECK. Were the pros trying to kill Jake Upstead or something?! As she eyed the game once more the first thing she saw was a broom going straight forward with a limp looking body on it. She missed Professer Shackleton's goal as she turned around to look at him, but she heard the ding. Jumping up and down dramatically she pointed at the broom carrying Jake. "Someone get him!!He's gonna crash or fall off or- or something" she yelled urgently, even though they probably couldn't hear her anyway...Still though...maybe it would do something.

On the bright side her stomach felt better now...on the bad side it looked as if Jake was unconscious on his broom...

Vindictus would get him though right? Surely, someone up there would.