We did it...

The year has come. The year we'll be graduating middle school. The year everything changes. We'll be moving on to the big time. High school. We will walk in and sit down in our normal chapel seats. overexcited and nervous. Twiddling our thumbs and biting our lips. Begging Mr. Sutton to go through all the awards so we can get to the good stuff. When that time finally comes we will squeeze eachothers hands and smile. Mr. Lockerbie will say "Rise, 8th grade!" and we will stand up and walk out of the chapel. We line up in the hallway and talk to eachother to pass the time. Talking about how exciting it will be, and how we did it. Because we did do it. We made it through 4 years of drama and dependence. No freedom. Too many rules to count. The worst dress code on earth. Time goes by slowly, We will hop up and down and hug each other when Mr. Lockerbie says "Be seated 8th Grade" to the new upperclassmen of the middle school. It will be our time. We will wink and mouth "Good Luck" to the new 8th graders. It will feel like slow motion. We will smile to our past teachers as they wipe tears from their cheeks. We will squeeze in the impossible 9 to a row. And once again, take eachothers hands. We will close our eyes as we hear the words we've longed for since Kindergarten.

"Be seated, Freshman"

A sigh of relief. Some will giggle to one another. "We did it"s being whispered everywhere. Some will tear up, all looking at the girls and boys who won't continue the journey with us. The many wonderful kids who won't go on to Upper School. They'll go to Saint Mary's or Broughton... and live their lives differently. New rules to be brokena and new dress codes to be violated. New Boys and Girls to crush on and new classes to attend.

But, there are still those kids I've known since i was 5. We will high five eachother and say "4 more years!" or "Let's do this!"As we file out of that chapel we will beg for pictures and cry as those who we love will leave. Best friends, sisters, and even our worst enemies. Instagram, Facebook and even Twitter will be flooded with those pictures. It will be the best and worst day of our lives.

We have so much to see, so let's go and see it...