A/N: A short story that shows Cody's thoughts of leaving high school and moving on. Published on the day of my graduation. Enjoy

I can't believe all this hard work is finally paying off. It's finally over. Twelve years of school, coming to an end, it seems so impossible. The main focus of my life, everything I have worked for, now over. So, where do I go from here?

I mean, it should be simple. Collage for sure, to further my education, but even that holds so many different options. I have always loved math and the beauty of numbers just seems so much fun. Yes, it may seem crazy to some, but to me, math is beauty. How by logic, one can carve away the complexities to find simplicity. Hard to describe, but alas, it doesn't matter now.

Beyond here where do I go? In collage, there are so many types of math and science. There is engineering, teaching math, pure math, so many different choices. Engineering could be a good choice with the combination of math and science together. Those are my two favorite subjects. However, is this something I want to do the rest of my life? Am I good enough for it? None will deny I am better than most, but is that good enough? I have seen problems where even though I should know what to do, I have no idea. What if that is what engineering will be like?

Maybe I could go and be a math teacher. I would be able to help others learn the subject, but do I really want to spend my whole life in school? Sure I always wanted to be able to help people with what I do, but isn't there something more I could do?

Would obtaining a math degree make sense? I could then go from there, but then four years from now I would be in the same spot I am now. Then what? And really, how can someone make a living by just knowing everything about numbers?

I don't know. Everyone seems to know exactly what they want to do. Nate and Chris are going into computer science, Stephen into biological engineering and everyone else seems to know exactly where they want their life to go. Even Zack has decided to go to community collage for a couple years. Then why don't I know for sure? So many things would be good, but I don't want something just good. Nothing really seems to stick out to me as something that fits me perfectly. I have all of these talents, and I don't want to waste them, but I just don't know.

All my life people say how proud of me they are. Even with my grades, collage is still expensive, and I don't want to spend all that money for nothing. And even with an education, who is to say I will be able to find a job when I get out. If the economy is still bad, then I could be in debt and not be able to find a job.

Well for now, I just have to go with my decision and have faith it will either work out, or I will find my true calling along the way. For now, a duel major in computer science and math. This looks like it will be a good fit for me and something I could enjoy doing, but I don't want to shut any doors yet. I don't know the future, but it looks like the best choice, I hope.

A slight nudge called me out of my state of thought. I looked over to Zack sitting beside me. "It's almost time."

"Michel Lenex," the school board called as he went up to get his diploma. It was only a few more names then it would be my turn. After that moment, my life would change forever. My heart feels like its going to jump out of my chest.

"Cody Martin." I rise out of my seat and proceed to the stage. I shake the board members hand and receive my diploma. I begin the walk down the stairs back to my seat. Then I hear it. The entire crowd is cheering for me, but one section rises above the rest. I look up to see none other than my parents and family. They aren't clapping for my grades or that I've been accepted into a good collage. They are clapping for me. I may not know where my life will hold but I know my parents will always be there. My friends don't like me because of grades or anything like that, but because of who I am. Then there is Zack. We may be going off in different directions, but we will always be brothers. So many things have changed in my twelve years of school. I wonder, twelve years from now, what else will have changed.