Kellen stared at the tree line. She hadn't explored the forest in any of her three years at school. Of course she'd considered it, but she didn't want to get in trouble. She was sure she was already disappointing her folks by not playing quidditch. They never said anything to her about it but...
Kellen was annoyed that she'd done so poorly in her classes. And even more annoyed that her parents were breathing down her neck about it. Keeva was especially upset, telling her if she didn't want to be a quidditch player she was going to need better grades. She knew that! She wasn't stupid...
Exams were coming to an end and her parents said they'd send a reward. But it was a broom. A stupid, ugly, broom. Kellen sat in the floor of the owlery holding it. Maybe she could sell it.
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