Alex Cullen
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Alex smiled as Violet told them the try outs were on. He had no rush at all though and rather enjoyed watching almost everyone try out before him. Sam and one of the other girls were pretty good for beater bt he didn't mind. He decided he would try out for chaser instead. At least that way, he'd always have a bit of action in the game he guessed.
As one of the older boys finished, Alex gave him a thumbs up for the fun of it. He nodded to Vi, before mounting his broom and kicking off in to the air. He did an arc before waiting for the quaffle to be released. He reached out his hand and whipped it out the air as he started flying off to one of the goals. He knew he wasn't one of the fastest on the teams, mostly because of the school broom he had but it didn't matter. He was a good player, helping most of the quidditch players practise their postions over 7 years. Twice he dodged the bludgers that were still flying around and twice he decided to trick the other players trying out for chaser. As the goals were in throwing distance, he flew parrallel to them before chuckign the quaffle under the broom to the end hoop. It soared in no problem though he was pretty sure with the atmosphere of the actual game that would never happen.
His game picked up a bit more as he was warmed up. He became faster on his broom and his moves were becoming the usual for him. Fast, agile and sneeky. He loved intercepting the quaffle it seemed to be as he stole it for 15th time in a row of the practise game. As the game closed to a halt, he dismounted onto the firm ground, a smile on his face. It wasn't bad he guessed for his first try outs. 6 goals in and 4 failed shots. He gave a nod to the rest of the guys before returning the broom and heading off to do whatever it was he decided to do.
As one of the older boys finished, Alex gave him a thumbs up for the fun of it. He nodded to Vi, before mounting his broom and kicking off in to the air. He did an arc before waiting for the quaffle to be released. He reached out his hand and whipped it out the air as he started flying off to one of the goals. He knew he wasn't one of the fastest on the teams, mostly because of the school broom he had but it didn't matter. He was a good player, helping most of the quidditch players practise their postions over 7 years. Twice he dodged the bludgers that were still flying around and twice he decided to trick the other players trying out for chaser. As the goals were in throwing distance, he flew parrallel to them before chuckign the quaffle under the broom to the end hoop. It soared in no problem though he was pretty sure with the atmosphere of the actual game that would never happen.
His game picked up a bit more as he was warmed up. He became faster on his broom and his moves were becoming the usual for him. Fast, agile and sneeky. He loved intercepting the quaffle it seemed to be as he stole it for 15th time in a row of the practise game. As the game closed to a halt, he dismounted onto the firm ground, a smile on his face. It wasn't bad he guessed for his first try outs. 6 goals in and 4 failed shots. He gave a nod to the rest of the guys before returning the broom and heading off to do whatever it was he decided to do.