Kaela McIlvoy
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Kaela had walked down to the pitch after the meeting, her firebolt in her hand and her bag on her shoulder. She sat down on the grass, setting her firebolt and bag down beside her. She grabbed a book from her bag and began reading as she waited, trying to keep her mind off of how the meeting went. She was not very self-confident, and she was pretty sure the meeting had not gone spectacular. She just wasn't a leader. She sighed and read, waiting for her team to come to the pitch.