This is another fic where I was just sitting and thinking, and this is what came into my mind. I'm not a senior yet, but I will be next year and besides that may switch schools depending on my current school's situation.


As I sit and stare at the people around me, all dressed in identical robes, their hair done up all nice, I notice the tears, the lack of excitement. We all realize that this is the last time we will ever sit here on this field; the last time we will be students in high school. Tomorrow, we will wake up in the wide, large world that is, well, the world. We will be on our own.

A stab of confidence prides me, a glimmer I note in each of the band kids' eyes. We are leaving too, but we are leaving stronger then when we came. We are no longer shy freshman who act like idiots. No, we are strong. I have watched them grow, watched myself grow. From useless freshman marchers to most of us in leadership positions, I found we had grown a lot.

The confidence in the eyes of the band seniors surpassed that in all others.

That's what band was for. Confidence. One didn't have to go into a musical career; the experience well prepared us for anything and everything.

For the military, Discipline.

For an office job, focus.

For construction, durability.

For teaching, tolerance.

For engineering, patience.

For medicine, thinking quickly.

For life, Confidence, friendship, and an experience we will never forget.

I will never forget anyone in the band. I will never forget what band has taught me. I will never forget life before music, when I was a shy little girl who nobody though could even speak. I will never forget my director, and all he taught us.

One day, I will be a band director. Its my lifelong goal. I love to see students grow. I love watching them expand from freshman to seniors, although it will break my heart to see them leave, as I myself am leaving.

Our director has tears in his eyes as he conducts the last song. I know we mean a lot to him, as much even as he means to us. Will he ever realize how much he does? Will he ever realize how much he prepares us for life while only teaching us marching and music?

Maybe that's why he is so good at what he does. He knows.