Another Kelsey fic!!! You're going to want to read my other fanfic, "The New Girl" to understand this. Read and Review!
"Hurry up, slow poke!" shouted Kelsey. She and Timmy were enjoying they're Saturday by riding broomsticks. Kelsey, being as completive as she was, started racing Timmy.
"Sheesh, slow down!" cried Timmy.
"In your dreams, Turner!"
"You asked for it!" said Timmy, laughing himself, as he leaned forward, compelling his broom faster. He was catching up with Kelsey now.
"Hey! Check this out, Timmy!" Kelsey stood up on her broom, barley balancing.
"Kelsey be careful!"
"You worry too much, Turner!"
Timmy had been right, though. Because in a second, a sudden gust of wind knocked Kelsey clean off her broom. Screaming, she fell to the ground. Timmy could only watch open mouthed in horror.
"KELSEY!"