Deep down inside, Sierra was rolling her eyes at this boy. She absolutely hated for people to inquire about Alex seconds after hearing her last name. It made her think that she was known by some because of who her brother was, and not because of who she was. This boy was a Hufflepuff, though, so she guessed she should have expected as much.

"Yeah, he's my twin brother, actually," she said. She shrugged her shoulders a little when he mentioned how he wouldn't be moving around the pitch anymore. Well if just sitting there suited him just fine, then so be it. "Alright, then. I'll see ya around. Good luck," she said. Then she steered her broom around, took off, and...

...came face to face with the most enormous baked good she'd ever seen before in her whole life. She pulled up on her broom handle, coming to a sudden stop just beside the cupcake. It looked--tasty. Yes, tasty. Too bad it'd likely eat her before she could eat it! On that note, Sierra took off in the opposite direction, not wanting to be next to the cupcake in case anyone crashed.

When she reached the pitch, she turned and headed back in the direction of the cupcake. Time to see if she could dodge the pastry while flying at a normal speed. As she flew closer and closer, the only thing she could really think about was how good that icing looked. It was almost too much of a distraction. Almost. Sierra steered her broom to the right, grazing past the side of the cupcake as she headed toward the opposite end of the pitch.