Teppenpaw's sign up sheet was the last to go up. There had been a miscommunication between Ginger and Liac about who was doing it and both of them thought the other was taking care of it this time around. So it was going on the second day of classes before they sorted that out and after dinner later that day before Ginger got the change to draw it up and get it posted.
On the plus side, she at least already had a date for try-outs, so she could put that up and people could make their plans to come early.
Due to the rush to write it up, though, it was fairly simplistic, but she had put some effort into making it colorful and she hoped the glitter she sprinkled over it made it plenty eye-catching enough that everyone would notice its appearance and eagerly sign up. They'd had a reserve last year and hadn't lost anybody to graduation, so she hoped they were in a good position to continue fielding a full team. The reserve, however, had been . . . well, Jozua tried. Still, she kind of hoped they'd get more reserves, in case they needed to actually field one again.
Teppenpaw Quidditch Team Sign-Ups!
Teppenpaw wants you to join our Quidditch Team! Try-outs are open to everyone and we hope to see you there, this Saturday, at 7pm. Please sign-up below with your name, year, and preferred position(s) so we know how many people to expect. Walk-ons are welcome, though, so even if you don't sign up, you should still come, even if it's just to cheer us on!
Name Year Position(s)
And beneath that, she had added her own information as an example.
Ginger Pierce 5th Year Keeper
Subthreads:
No Surprises Here by Gabriel Valenti
Me, too! by Jake Manger
This is the most Teppenpaw paper ever to exist. by Joe Umland
All about it by Nat Varth
1Ginger PierceQuidditch Team Sign-up Sheet302Ginger Pierce15
Two whole days had gone by since Gabe had returned to Sonora for his third year, and still nothing. Needless to say, he was worried. There was no sign of the Teppenpaw Quidditch team sign ups. He knew they had lost last year, but surely that couldn’t mean the end of the team? Or maybe Quidditch was only held every other year, and they were going to have another series of Challenges again? Sure, the Challenges were alright, and it was cool to meet kids from other classes and Houses. But completing puzzles and wandwork wasn’t the same as sports or flying. Sure, he still had Sports Club, but that was more of an intramural thing. It was fun, but the third year enjoyed the more serious, formal competition as well. He enjoyed the formal practices, and he enjoyed getting to hang out with his team.
Luckily, his cousin was in Aladren, and she assured him that Quidditch was still on the schedule. That made him feel a little better, but it was nothing like the wave of relief when finally he spotted the Teppenpaw sign ups in his common room. It wasn’t flashy or anything, like the nearby Spirit Club poster was. But he didn’t mind. Quidditch was back for certain, and that was all that mattered.
Tossing his backpack on a nearby couch, he began to fumble through his things until finally he swiped a pen. Punching it triumphantly into the air, he scrambled over to the poster and signed his name. Eyebrows furrowed as he tried very carefully to write in his very best and most legible penmanship.
Gabriel Valenti, 3rd Year, Chaser, but it would be cool to learn Seeker from Jake too! PS - Congrats on Head Boy, dude!
Pleased with his work, he capped the pen and tossed it back into his bag. He hoped Nat and Joe wouldn’t mind that he had put that he was interested in learning to Seek, too. It was so much fun Chasing with two of his closest Sonoran friends, but Seeking was something he had always been interested in learning. Plus, Jake was super experienced, and a seventh year now, so this would be Gabe’s last chance to get any training from someone who had played the position. Grabbing his bag and heading off to breakfast, he knew he would not throw away his shot.
Jake had spent enough summers and midterms in correspondence with his friend Ginger (and now one summer in correspondence with his girlfriend Ginger) to recognize her handwriting when the Quidditch sign-ups were posted. It was a little bit later than usual, but he paid no mind to that, nor did he think to wonder about why Liac hadn’t done it himself. Their partnership seemed to be more like equals than Captain and Assistant, really, so it wasn’t his place to wonder anyway.
When the seventh year found it, there was only one name on the list so far besides Ginger’s, and that was Gabe’s. He caught his name scribbled in there somewhere, though, and was pulled to the little message Gabe had added. Would love to, he penned next to Gabe’s position request. And thanks!
Farther below, he wrote his own name and sign-up: Jake Manger, seventh year, Seeker.
It was hard to believe that was what he was writing, seventh year. How had he gotten so old already? Jake still vividly remembered his first tryout, when he was a tiny first year and his cousin Marcus, a seventh year himself, had dragged him along in the name of House unity or.. something. He was still kinda unsure how any of that had happened, but somehow, getting tricked into sitting the bench (when they’d ended up with more than enough people) as an eleven year old had turned into a school career with the yellow team. Regardless of how it happened, Jake was very, very glad it happened, if nothing else than for all the great friendships (and one more-than-friendship) he had made along the way.
This is the most Teppenpaw paper ever to exist.
by Joe Umland
Somehow, Joe knew before he ever got close enough to read it that Ginger was the one who had put up the Quidditch sign-up sheet. He suspected this was less a sign that he should take Divination than something to do with the glitter on said sign-up sheet. This was Teppenpaw, so a guy breaking out the glitter (or asking a sister or friend to do it) wasn’t out of the question, but somehow, it just seemed like more of a Ginger than a Liac thing to do.
Thanks to his brother, Joe was the third after the Assistant Captain to reach the board, which he guessed made him either the fifth or sixth, depending on whether or not Tobi’s spot was automatically guaranteed as well by virtue of his relationship with Liac, member of the team. Those were good numbers for a sheet he was sure hadn’t been up very long. Maybe this year, they’d even win a game….
Gabe’s sign-up made him wonder for a moment about what happened next year – if Gabe became Seeker, who would their new third Chaser be? He and Gabe and Nat kind of had a rhythm, he thought, which worked well, but it was true that they needed a Seeker to have a chance of winning anything and it would be better if someone else was ready in the wings when Jake left – but not too much. He also briefly contemplated scribbling further congratulations to Jake on the page just in the name of making this the most Teppenpaw sheet of paper ever, between the glitter and Gabe and Jake’s existing notes, to exist, but figured the Seeker was unlikely to return to the list now that he had signed up and so just added his own name - Joe Umland, 3rd, Chaser - and moved along.
16Joe UmlandThis is the most Teppenpaw paper ever to exist.329Joe Umland05
Despite her natural take-action tendencies, Nat was capable of exercising patience if and when it was necessary. Waiting for Quidditch sign ups was hard but after rationalizing that Liac and Ginger almost definitely had a lot on their dockets she found herself perfectly capable. Though she looked for it whenever she walked through the common room she didn’t ruminate on when it would go up. It would be there. More importantly the pitch was there already and she didn’t have to have her name on any signup sheet to use it.
When it was posted she was not the first to see it. She was happy to see her fellow year mates/friends/chasers’ names written, and excited to see Jake’s note to Gabe. She’d have to ask if he looked at it again and saw the Seeker’s response. She recalled Gabe’s interest in the position dating back to when they weren’t yet on the team. At the time she thought she might fancy being a keeper but after playing Chaser with Joe and Gabe, even Ari over the summer, the love of chasing was more definite then she expected. Though pick up games included an element of keeping, and she enjoyed it, during a full on game she could no longer see herself hanging around the hoops. She loved being in the belly of the game. The team work, the racing, the passing. Dodging bludgers wasn’t a point for chasing but did nothing to diminish it either.
Though thoroughly pleased for her friend, she didn’t think twice about how she would sign her name. Nat Varth, 3rd Year, Chaser