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Pacing the platform, Alistaire Firth suddenly stopped and snapped his head to the left. Yes, that was a train whistle for sure. It was time.
Within five minutes, the gleaming scarlet steam engine had come to a complete stop. Well, here goes nothin'! Ali prepared to perform his first official duty as Groundskeeper as students began to pour from the carriages. He cleared his throat and put on his best commanding voice.
"Firs' year students, o'er here! All firs' years bring your things and gather 'round me!"
He continued repeating his call. He would wait for several minutes until he was sure he had everyone.
Sierra stepped off the train and began the walk onto the platform. THIS. This place RIGHT HERE was where she almost lost her job as prefect last year. She kept a look out as she moved across the platform en route to the carriages.
...and that was when she saw him. Yes, HIM. The new groundskeeper. HOLY MERLIN with a staff position! How old was he anyway?! Surely he was close to her age...or at least in the same ballpark.
She found herself coming to a stop next to him.
"Excuse me?" she asked, trying to sound as mature as possible.
"The new groundskeeper, I'm assuming? I'm Sierra." ...and I'm SEVENTEEN.
Just Sierra, and that's he could call her. First name basis and all.
"I'm a seventh year and one of the prefects, so...if you happen to find yourself in need of any help," as in the WORKING TOGETHER kind,
"I'll be around."
She skipped the part where her mother worked at the school, as well. Admitting she had parental guidance every second of the school year would have made her sound like such a baby.