Sydney woke with a start. She seemed to be dropping, somewhere, somehow. The wind was blaring in her ears. She gasped, but then found it was a mistake. A BIG mistake. She coughed and spluttered, unable to breathe. Then she realized what was happening. She was flying through the air with her arms wrapped around some boy. EWW! Hetty would make fun of her so much… another thing came to her. Hetty was in the same room as her when she passed out. She absent-mindedly touched the dart that was wedged in her neck. Oh god. She felt sick, and was pretty sure that she was turning pale green. She heard a voice. A charmingly deep voice above her. She sharply twitched her eyes upwards and saw him. The boy that she was flying through the air with.
"Hi there! I don't believe we've met. I'm Sydney!" she said, virtually shrieking over the loud and vicious current of air.
"Hello. My name's Kyle, but can we spare the conversation until after we have landed?" he replied, his voice revealing a hint of annoyance at the interruption.
"Sorry(!)" Sydney rolled her eyes at his rudeness.
THUMP!
The bodies of the 15 year olds were strewn across the fresh grass. They both sighed and closed their eyes.