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Student Council [lunchtime]
Josh was in a fantastic mood.
And no, he wasn't going to tell you why.
When the members of Student Council had walked into the room he greeted them with a bright smile.
"Today we've got a lot of things to get through, but I know you're all anxious to get to the school assembly, so let's see if we can't get through them fairly quickly." He looked around the room. "Homecoming is next week and we need to organize the voting for Homecoming Court, decide what kinds of things need to be included for the carnival, and sell tickets and organize the dance. I have decided that the sophomore class representatives will be in charge of organizing the court, the juniors will handle the carnival, and the seniors will head up the dance."
He grinned at the freshman representatives. "I haven't forgotten about you guys--I'm just letting you be recruited by the other classes if they need more hands."
He linked his hands behind his head and tipped back in his chair. "We also need to elect a president from among you to serve as my chief...staffer. Not minion. Personally, I'd prefer a senior, but it's entirely up to you. Look around the room, decide which of you twelve you'd like to lead, and drop that name into the ballot box on my desk." Josh pointed to it.
"Questions, comments, funny stories?"
ETA: Following the election, Josh tallied the votes. "Congratulations, Alanna," he said, grinning, "our new Student Council president."
[OOC: With thirteen characters and almost as many time zones, this post'll be moving a little slowly. Please keep checking back or use the handy little stalker thumbtack thingie.]
And no, he wasn't going to tell you why.
When the members of Student Council had walked into the room he greeted them with a bright smile.
"Today we've got a lot of things to get through, but I know you're all anxious to get to the school assembly, so let's see if we can't get through them fairly quickly." He looked around the room. "Homecoming is next week and we need to organize the voting for Homecoming Court, decide what kinds of things need to be included for the carnival, and sell tickets and organize the dance. I have decided that the sophomore class representatives will be in charge of organizing the court, the juniors will handle the carnival, and the seniors will head up the dance."
He grinned at the freshman representatives. "I haven't forgotten about you guys--I'm just letting you be recruited by the other classes if they need more hands."
He linked his hands behind his head and tipped back in his chair. "We also need to elect a president from among you to serve as my chief...staffer. Not minion. Personally, I'd prefer a senior, but it's entirely up to you. Look around the room, decide which of you twelve you'd like to lead, and drop that name into the ballot box on my desk." Josh pointed to it.
"Questions, comments, funny stories?"
ETA: Following the election, Josh tallied the votes. "Congratulations, Alanna," he said, grinning, "our new Student Council president."
[OOC: With thirteen characters and almost as many time zones, this post'll be moving a little slowly. Please keep checking back or use the handy little stalker thumbtack thingie.]
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"What about a dance-off?" It's obvious that he is quite serious.
JD starts bobbing his head to non-existant music.
Oh yeah, who's got the grooves.
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JD listens to himself for a moment.
"Or something."
That crown is no mine.
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This is gonna be the best dance EVER.
JD heads over to the seniors.
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"I'm just... testing my neck muscles."
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Did I look like that?
"You know, you look a bit like a chicken when you do that."
JD proceded to demonstrate, complete with flapping arms, bobbing head and clucking noises.
John Dorian, master of misdirection.
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