Jake wanted to have as much time with his team as possible. Which meant, getting the signups up as soon as possible. So, the very first day of returning to Sonora, Jake had his notice all ready to go. He quickly went to the commonroom before heading to the feast and pinned it up on the notice board. Once it was securely in place, Jake quickly went back down to Cascade Hall to enjoy his first meal back. His notice read:
QUIDDITCH SIGNUPS/TRY-OUTS
For those interested in playing Quidditch or for those who have already previously been on the team, please feel free to signup for try-outs. Try-outs for any spot will take place on Friday. Walk-ins are always welcomed.
Please follow the guidelines for signing up by following my example. If you have never played Quidditch before or do not know what Quidditch is, please make sure to make a note of that beside your name and I'll see what I can do about that.
Thank you for your time and patience.
Sign-ups
Captain Jacob Santoro, fourth year, Beater \n\n
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You know what they say about early birds... by Gil Idoya
You know what they say about early birds...
by Gil Idoya
Gil set down his bags just within the entrance to the Teppenpaw common rooms and dragged a hand across his forehead. The prairie elves would, of course, have gotten everything, but Gil was so used to their elderly house elf Toodles that he'd picked up his stuff on instinct and lugged it the whole way here, only remembering halfway. And by then, of course, he might as well have taken it the rest of the way. So he did.
Kicking a duffel bag out from in front of the door--tripping a fourth year wouldn't really be a very good first impression, he thought--Gil prepared to heft the bags again and get them to the first year boy's dorm. Until, that is, he saw a sign on the bulletin board with huge letters screaming: QUIDDITCH.
Forgetting all about his bags, Gil fumbled for a pen as he walked over to the sign. The only person to sign up for so far was the captain... well, maybe signing up early would make a better impression!
Gil Idoya, he wrote, first year, Chaser.\n\n
0Gil IdoyaYou know what they say about early birds...0Gil Idoya05
Tally had spent the day unpacking up in her dorm room. It was strange considering it was only her and Kaylie. It had always been her and Kaylie. And the two of them seemed like night and day, yet got along well enough. Actually, Tally considered Kaylie a good friend, right along with Chrissy and Mia.
But this year seemed different to Tally. Perhaps it was because some of the clothes she put away were skirts and nice tops or the fact that on her vanity, she had a stick of eyeliner and mascara plus a tube of lip gloss. Or, it might be the fact that most of her posters were of actors or athletes whom Tally felt drawn to and not because of their skills. Or the fact that when she looked into the mirror, she no longer saw the vibrant little girl she had always seen herself as, but as a young teenager with worry lines and heavy eyes that looked like they've seen too much.
With a sigh, Tally finished the last of her work and sat on her bed. She picked up her frog and turned him so that she was looking directly in his face. "The only thing that seems the same about me, Tad, is you." Tally said to the frog before giving in to a pathetic chuckle. She gave him a quick hug (which meant putting her cheek to his 'cheek') and then set him back down on the bed. "Don't cause too much trouble while I'm gone." Tally warned and left the dorm room.
On her way out of the commonroom, she noticed a familiar notice. The same handwriting as it always had been, Tally grinned and pulled out a quill. It took less than thirty seconds to fill out what she needed to and quickly left the room on her way down to hang out in the paths.
Pepper had had to give in to tiredness before signing up after the feast. The Common Room had stayed packed for hours afterwards, and she'd just felt too self-conscious signing up in front of everyone else, when she was still an amateur little Muggleborn who hadn't played a single game last year.
She still wanted to play though, if Jake would have her back. She liked the team. They weren't friends, exactly, because she didn't know them well enough, but they were nice, and practices were like a scheduled time where she'd get to be sociable, so they could easily become them. Plus, Theo would be let down if she didn't. She had been very impressed with Pepper making it onto her school sports team (although Pepper had left out the parts about it being by default, and not playing in a proper match). Theo had had her describe Quidditch in excruciating detail repeatedly over the summer, and was now quite keen on the idea of wizarding school. Their parents had tried to make sure she didn't get her hopes up too high though, given that Pepper was the only magical one in their family so far.
Pepper Jones, 2nd year, Keeper,' she wrote neatly, on her way down to breakfast.\n\n
13Pepper JonesWill you have me back?74Pepper Jones05
While Lexi didn't know Jake very well, she had realized early on how serious he was about quidditch. So she wasn't at all surprised when, after the feast on their very first night back, the sign-up sheet was already up. If she was in his place, she would have probably done the same thing., start as soon as possible in an attempt to manage to get more practice in than all the other teams.
Lexi was incredibly excited for practices to start once more. While she had managed to play almost every day during the first half of summer, while she and her brothers were in England with their grandparents, after they had returned to NYC her mother had descended. Apparently, her mother had woken up the morning after the latest show had closed to realize that her little girl was all grown up, and how little she knew her only daughter. Or at least that was the story that Lexi had been told.
The result was an excess of activities that most teenage girls would do with their mothers that Lexi hadn't really put any effort in before. She was dragged on shopping trips, "girls only retreats" with her mother and her mother's friends and daughters, and the like. And it had been fun most of the time. But she still had no desire to give up her sports altogether like a bunch of her friends apparently had, so quidditch had been her solution.
Searching for a quill while wondering if any first years would join them on the team (the thought that she might have competition for beater never crossing her mind), she finally felt one near the bottom of her bag, then pulled it out and signed carelessly
All summer, Dalila thought of one thing: Quidditch. Passing, throwing, scoring, all her beloved teammates, flying. The last was the hardest; her grandmother didn't allow her to fly, saying that it was unlady-like, so Dalila's practices at home in Los Angeles consisted mainly of basketball with the boys from her neighborhood and re-reading Quidditch Through the Ages which she had check out from the school library and had never returned.
So the first thing she looked for upon entering the Teppenpaw common room was the old familliar handwriting of Captain Jake and his quidditch signup list. Lo and behold, there it was, sitting quietly on the bulletin board as though it were waiting for her, calling to her. Dalila grinned and reached into her bag for her battered old quill and a pot of fresh orange ink (her signature color) and scribbled her information on the sheet of parchment.
Kaylie was a normally very unobservant person. Well, she was good at noticing things like her brother's moods (and felt horrible about the feast yet.) It was just the every day details of life she seemed not to notice.
And that's why it took her awhile to notice the Teppenpaw Quidditch sign-ups. Kaylie remembered the game last year. They'd lost, but she'd had lots of fun. That was the important thing. Kaylie didn't play because she was competitive, she played because she enjoyed it. Besides, it was the only other time, besides when she was taking care of Adam that she was very focused.