Hiii. So, about a month ago, I wrote a letter to a (n important) teacher asking to be a House Captain at school. (Some year 9s and 10s were meant to apply for the job, but year 8s were allowed to). Mr, let’s call him Mr Smith, said that I was too young to be a captain, but I can be a prefect. Woooo.
I’m excited for that.
We (me, this girl called Chloe, and some prefects/captains) were meant to have a meeting to say what the job is like, etc. and what we had to do. But it was icy AF today. So two of them slipped over, meaning that the meeting was postponed.