Perfect Meeting

It had been a long time since a meeting for perfects had been called. And the Head boy had decided to call one, if the head girl wanted to come. She could, but he would do this himself really. He wanted to be friendly, make a check of how things are going. House unity and all that jazz, and if anyone had a problem with him. He would need to deal with it, calm at first if it keeps coming then he would need to change his approach. He waited in a chair in the Dueling Arena room, he was pondering something at the moment. But what was it? No one would know at this moment in time, so lets see how this goes.

Amelia sighed she had a feeling the Head Boy and Head Girl was going to give her an earful. She knew it wasn’t proper of Perfect to get detention and tell off teachers but she didn’t care. She didn’t feel like she had to be perfect, she kind of hated being Perfect to be honest. She only didn’t ask to me removed from it because she wanted to make her dad proud since he had been perfect. She had realized this wasn’t the way to make her dad proud. She had to be herself and put a distance between who her parents are and who she is. She was starting to see she was just mimicking her parents and that wasn’t who was. She wasn’t like her parents, she was different she always had been. But the whole 'mom, dad, I want to be my own person so stop influencing me' talk is going to be awkward but it has to happen.

Keith sort of...stumbled into the prefect's meeting. He liked stumbling into places. Never look like you were intending to wind up wherever you arrive. It's a nice way to maintain an air of breezy confidence and the devil-may-care attitude Keith liked to think he was known for.

"You know, we have a bathroom," he said conversationally. "It's a huge one, with all these taps and bubbles and stuff. I vote we move this meeting to the bathroom and see if we can't break the stupid mermaid window, because honestly she really ruins the whole experience for me." He smiled. "Any takers?"