What in the world? Looking around, Evelyn tried to find who the Professor was yelling to put their wand away, but once her concentration left her broom, she started sliding off again.

EEP!

Holding on tighter, even though she was only like five feet off the ground, it still felt like the first time she was riding a broom again. Always afraid of falling off and always...falling off. It was a record though. Falling off a broom twice in one flying class! Bring on the confetti! Sighing angrily, she stared at the ground, counting each grass piece as she flew by. Meh. Probably had grass stains on her back now. "GO!" she pretty much yelled at the mop, willing the thing to move faster!

...

Was that actual wind in her hair?! Like...seriously!?? Omg, it wor-

CRASH! Thud!

Forgot about those barriers.