What type of royalty are you?

The Alliance High School gymnasium was flooded with a sea of blue Bulldogs fans at the annual homecoming coronation. They chattered amongst each other, the noise echoing off the high ceilings. I fought the nervous feeling in my gut. This wasn’t just any other year for me—this was THE event that many high school band nerds live for.

This year, I was breaking molds by daring my peers to go outside of the box and vote for a trumpet player instead of a football player.

What I did that was cool enough for my peers to deem me a candidate for homecoming king is still an unsolved mystery.

I kept asking myself, “What is homecoming royalty? And how the heck did a kid like me make it up here with all of these popular jocks?”

I look back on this night with fondness and compare it to the lives of today’s high school students. It doesn’t take long to realize that times really haven’t changed that much over the past several years.

The same sort of kid will be nominated, more than likely an all-American athlete or a student council president. They will ride in a parade and wear a sash. Even though their dancing skills will be lack luster, their attire will be spot on, and people will cheer them on because they are the chosen ones for the evening.

But this stereotypical image makes me think that maybe there are two types of royalty.

The first type of royalty are those that appoint themselves, even though they don’t have any more authority than any other individual. This person is pompous, arrogant, and at times acts like an ass, but for the most part, we still continue to respect that person and the ideals they represent.

But why do we let these type of people dictate our lives? Why do we even bother to care about what they say if they really are just self-appointed weasels? Confidence is a virtue that I love, but it seems that the most effective members of royalty hold a quiet confidence, and in return receive an even louder homecoming reception.

The second kind of royalty is much more positive. The people who belong to this party have either been asked to lead, or have been voted in to represent their peers. The people selected for this job are generally caring and insightful individuals who demand high quality from those who work around them, but also put out high quality work themselves.

I love this type of royalty because at the end of the day they are just like everyone else. They act with quiet confidence, making wise, level-headed decisions and treating all types of people with respect.

So there I stood on my high school’s gym floor, my hands shaking like a Parkinson’s patient’s. The toe of my shoe vigorously tapping against the wooden floor, I realized that the outcome of this election would ultimately be insignificant. What would matter is how I felt when it was all done, and which one of royal families I would want to relate to the most. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to be a member of the second type of royalty I described above.

The drumroll climaxed, and before announced the winner, and I realized am content with who I am, regardless—but also because of—my peer’s votes.

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