All Fifth and Sixth Years!!! on Cascade Hall

Headmistress Kijewski-Jareau

July 22, 2012 1:58 AM

All Fifth and Sixth Years!!! by Headmistress Kijewski-Jareau

It had been announced the night before during dinner that all Fifth and Sixth year students were excused for a short period of time during their first lesson the following morning and were requested to join the Headmistress in the Cascade Hall once breakfast had been completed. With the year coming closer to the end and the examinations forever looming on her students, Kiva wanted to get the voting completed so that the students could return to their scheduled lessons and she would be able to tally the ballots in time for the announcement at the Fair.

She stood quietly at the Staff table waiting for the younger year stragglers to leave the Hall to head to their lessons and to allow the Fifth and Sixth years to settle in and get over any worry they may have about what this was about. Kiva figured the Sixth years have caught on by now as they have had to do all of this the year previous, but the Fifth years might still have some anxiety over it.

On the table beside her were the voting cards and some quills. She had been on staff for so long that this process lost some of its glamour. She still enjoyed the idea that it was the students who chose who would represent them and their school the following year, but she knew most of the time is had to do with popularity. There was nothing to be done about it. Such things would continue on into their adulthood anyway. Perhaps that was a bit cynical of her to think, but she was nearing forty and saw no difference in how adults work than she did now with the students.

“Hello everyone.” Kiva greeted with a polite smile. Her once wild curls were softened by charms and her old look of capris and tee-shirts were replaced by pencil skirts and blouses. She sometimes missed her previous casual look. Back then, she hadn’t really cared about anything other than comfort. Now she had to try to be comfortable and look professional. It was still something she was getting used to, even now when the end of the year was drawing near. “I asked you all here today because it is time for you to vote for next year’s Head Boy and Girl. I have the ballots here as well as some quills incase you need one.” Kiva held out the ballots and some quills. “Please take one and do not discuss your votes. These will remain anonymous.” She really didn’t care if they decided to chat about it after the fact, but she wanted the actually voting portion to remain fresh and untainted by other opinions.

“I will announce your new Head Boy and Girl at the Midsummer Fair. Find a seat and when you are done, please return the ballot and quill to me. If you have any questions, please ask me.”

(OOC: Here is the form http://www.sonoramagic.com/vote2.html . Voting is In Character (if you have more than one character in these years, you vote per character) and can remain anonymous if you want. You do not have to respond to this post, but you can if you feel the need. Please be sure to vote because your vote does matter.)

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Nic Sawyer

July 23, 2012 7:33 PM

Be smart about this, people. Pick Sam. by Nic Sawyer

Dread had filled Nic the night before when Headmistress Kijewski-Jareau had announced the fifth and sixth year students would be excused from part of their first lesson today. He had known exactly what that meant and escaping Prefect last year did not automatically mean he would be spared Head Boy, especially since he was pretty sure him and Sam were the only guys left in their year. Nic was almost sure he would be one of the candidates.

Unfortunately, he was right, he discovered when the ballots were distributed. There it was, right under Sam's name: Nicodemus Sawyer. Bad enough he was in jeopardy of becoming Head Boy, but to add insult to injury, they had used his full first name. He had thought he had trained most of the professors to call him Nic by now. This morning could not get worse. He was already operating on a fitful night's sleep that had been plagued by nightmares of actually getting the Head Boy badge.

Worse, he wouldn't even know for sure that Sam had gotten it until the Concert, which meant Nic probably wouldn't sleep well for the rest of the year either. Maybe that was why sixth years didn't get horrible end of the year exams like the fifth and seventh years did.

If he was inclined toward public speech - or speech at all - he might have stood up and told everyone not to vote for him, but he didn't like talking. Also, he thought the Headmistress might frown on an announcement of that sort. She said not to discuss votes.

He marked down a check next to Sam's name hoping desperately that everyone else in the room was doing the same thing.

That left the girls. He had no opinion either way between Jane and Samantha, and thus made his decision solely on which one he thought his roommate Sam would prefer to work with as Head.

Having marked the circles next to both names, Nic turned over his ballot and glared around at anybody who might glance his way, hoping this would further discourage them from voting for him.

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