Post by Kenzie on Jan 30, 2014 22:54:40 GMT -5
RUBRIC
Hello, student! You have been assigned ____ as a partner. Please locate them now, in the gym, and introduce yourself! This is an annual assignment done by Metric Academy to raise awareness of childcare and all of the requirements it entails.
1. The sack of flour you are given at the start MUST be the sack of flour you turn in at the end of the assignment. If it is discovered that the sack of flour has been changed and you have lost the old one, you and your partner will BOTH fail the assignment.
2. All participating students MUST have equal time spent with the ‘baby’. The time chart included in the envelope is for keeping track of your hours. As you will have the baby for 2 months, it is expected each student will keep it overnight for equal times. Plan accordingly.
3. Your partner must sign your time sheet to confirm you are not lying. If it is discovered one student has been forced to take care of the baby alone, BOTH students will fail the assignment.
4. The baby must alternate students at LEAST once a week.
5. The baby must be treated kindly. The motion sensitive sensor device included in the flour sack can detect low levels of oxygen (if smothered), inclimate weather, and rough handling. Please be aware that while it will not record you, it can detect when it is being handled roughly.
6. Partners must spend AT LEAST one day a week with the sack together to pass and mark this on the time sheet. To get a higher grade, it is required you meet with your partner at least TWO times a week.
7. In regards to CLASSTIME, students must drop off the baby at the ‘day care center’ in the housing department with a copy of your and your partners schedules. When you or your partner do not have class you must pick up the baby. If it is found you are abusing the day care center, you will both FAIL the assignment.
Have fun, and remember: real babies are a lot of hard work, and they don’t go away after two months!
The gym was very crowded. The assignment that most all students had been dreading was beginning, at long last. Spring semester of every year the faculty did this to try to demote promiscuous activity in their walls. It was a project where students were put into (mostly) heterosexual pairs and forced to raise a sack of flour baby with a device programmed inside of it to scream and cry periodically.
It was a horrible project that usually resulted in a lot of arguments among students and a lot of students sleeping in class due to taking care of it, but in the long term the project had been successful and Metric had been thankful not to have a teen pregnancy at all so far in its history.
The gym was filled with long tables. Everyone’s partner was predetermined already. At the front entrance of the gym was a long table, on which envelopes lied alphabetically by last name, first name. All of the students were to grab their own envelope and open it. Inside was a slip of paper with the name of their partner and the rubric for the assignment. Students then had to find their partner in the crowded gymnasium and spend the entire day with that person, getting to know them before a sack of flour was bestowed upon them.
Chad Richardson was one of the people in the crowd. He was not looking forward to this assignment at all. His only hope was that he would be paired up with a pretty girl, and maybe he could score a date or two out of this. He hated the crying sack of flour, though. He’d probably wind up getting a C like he had last year. He’d neglected the baby when it was in his care, only bothering with it when it cried. His partner had also been a stick in the mud, and refused to meet with him more than once a week.
Chad glanced at the name of his partner again. Riley Mitchell. His eyes scanned the crowd as he looked for her, noticing a few people sitting at tables. When he saw them he asked them if they knew her, but they all shook their heads. He sighed and kept looking—she had to be around here somewhere. This was mandatory, after all.
Todd Bennett looked a little lost in the crowd. He stood out due to his height and was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a tee shirt that suited his figure well despite the casualness of the assignment. He was staring slightly scared at his paper. He’d been hoping he’d be paired with either Amy or Max, one of the two girls he’d met at the dance and gotten to become friends with, but of course he hadn’t been so lucky. His partner was Cassandra Chamberlain, who he did not recognize. He hoped she was nice. Todd wandered around the area, until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Hey. You know Riley Mitchell?” Chad asked him. Todd shook his head and showed Chad the name on his slip, and Chad shrugged, though the name did sound awfully familiar.
“Sorry, bro. Sounds familiar, but I can’t think of what she looks like. She’s got a cute name though, hope her face fits it.” He laughed and Todd awkwardly smiled back, not particularly caring if Cassandra ‘fit’ her name or not. She was his partner, regardless of appearance. Unlike Chad, he wasn’t focused on scoring a date through this assignment.
“Ah, thanks… I think? I’ll, u—“
Chad left Todd without another word, going around and asking people if they knew his partner. He seemed to ask the girls mostly—which was normal, Riley sounded like a girl’s name and the majority of pairs were heterosexual—but he kept going after the ‘cute’ ones it seemed, and acting terribly disappointed when they weren’t her. Todd looked away from the flirting boy and noticed Kara Cullen, looking at her paper with mild shock.
“Oh… e…er, Kara?” Todd asked. Kara glanced up, looking sleepy. She wore a baggy red top and a starbucks coffee was in her other hand. “Do you know Cassandra Chamberlain…?”
“No.”
Kara looked back down at her paper.
“E…er, do you know your…?”
“I do.” Kara said. Todd noticed her silence and pulled away, feeling slightly awkward. Kara knew who Dante Thaine was, and so she just sat down at one of the small tables, waiting for him to find her as she took a sip of her coffee and resisted the urge to fall asleep.
Amy O’Neal just arrived and had her envelope in her hands, looking for Chase Smith. She didn’t know him, but figured she’d get to know him through this! She was wearing jeans and a ke$ha shirt, her bushy hair down and proud. She saw Todd looking lost and walked towards him, tapping him on the arm.
“You lost, little boy?” She asked. Todd spared her a small smile.
“A little… do you know Cassandra Chamberlain?”
“Uhm… can’t say I do.” Amy said. “Chase Smith? That’s a lot of Cs, huh? Chase, Cassandra, Chamberlain.”
Todd shrugged.
“I… I guess, yeah, lots of Cs. I hope that’s not forboding for a C on this assignment…”
Amy laughed.
“I’m sure you’ll do fine! CHASE! CHASE SMITH?! CASSANDRA CHAMBERLAIN?” Amy yelled from next to Todd, who looked around and kind of waved, trying to attract whoever they were looking for. Finding the partner was always so nerve wracking… what if she was mean?
“I’m looking… for Chance Smith…” Talya spoke up from beside Amy. She stared vacantly up at Todd’s hands. Todd looked away from her, remembering that she’d been Bandi’s date to the dance. Was she his girlfriend, he wondered?
“I bet we got brothers! Hey, in-law, I’m Amy O’Neal, you?” Amy joked.
“Oh… Talya Harvall…”
Meanwhile, Arthur was literally just flumped on a table, his head against it, refusing to even open his envelope. He didn’t want to do this project and would hold off on meeting up with his partner as long as possible. She’d find him eventually, he figured, and the longer he put it off the less time he ultimately had to spend with the flour baby.
Daphne walked through the gym, the assignment in her hands. Daphne was very tall and stood out among the girls, her long dark hair swishing behind her down and proud, with a decorative purple headband to keep it away from her brown eyes, which were accented by makeup. She opened the envelope and pulled out the name of her partner, stopping dead in her tracks when she read a familiar name.
Chardonnay was not familiar because Daphne knew her personally, but she was familiar because of a particularly nasty rumor going around about her sleeping with somebody. Daphne, ever the conservative, had already formed a negative opinion about Chardonnay. Daphne noticed Arthur, but did not stop to ask him where Chardonnay was. She knew of the girl, she’d probably make a huge scene about being here anyway. Daphne strode around the gym, her sneakers flapping against the floor. She wore a very stylish purple blouse and skinny jeans that matched her headband. Daphne sat at an empty table and waited, her legs crossed elegantly under her desk and her face drawn into its usual pokerface.
She would definitely have a thing or two to say to Miss. Nicholas before they went on with this project.
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Check the last post here for a list of your character(s) and their partner.
