Text Cut: Skylar!
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PhoenixRising
Was that super cheesy? Perhaps, but it was also true too... just like you can't truly succeed without failing first, as dismal as failing made her feel. "I think, quidditch is one of those sports where size doesn't really matter too much. Learning to fly on a broom is probably one of the hardest parts of the sport." Well, there was the hand-eye coordination bit with passing the quaffle and making sure to avoid the opposing players, along with careful aim of bludgers, or blocking shots if you were a keeper. But of course she did have the taller frame, whereas Vivian and Hattie were on the smaller side and did just fine, so yea, size didn't matter.
"Definitely never too late. I mean you still got, what, four years? Five years?" Was she a second or third year? Or a fourth? Honestly, Skylar couldn't remember, but she at least knew she wasn't a first year. Or a fifth year.
"Chaser is good." She was about to add about the hand eye coordination and working as a team-player, but decided against that.
Maddie looked up at the taller, older girl with way more Quidditch experience than she had. What she was saying made sense. Maddie kept picturing herself out on that field with much stronger competitors. Not only that, she kept picturing herself being slammed to a pulp by them. But if she could get past them with amazing speed and accuracy, none of that other stuff would matter.
"Hmm. You're right," she said, looking out onto the pitch again.
"I am pretty fast on a broom, and my accuracy is good." She wasn't bragging. She was just saying.
"Five years," she said,
"if you count this year." Meaning...she was a third year.
"That's not too bad. I heard everybody has to try out again, even if you were on the team last year. So at least I don't have to worry about there not being any open spots." Maddie was starting to feel better about this whole Quidditch thing. Maybe she would try out after all. Skylar had been really nice, nothing like Maddie would expect the captain of the Snakes to be.
"So is it true what they say? That you got locked in some cage in Antarctica in your third of fourth year or something?" Yeah. People talked.