Personal Narrative: My Field Position

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I baked in the sun as I searched for my field position.

I couldn't find it and I was getting a little irritated.

Everyone else seemed to be settling in and eventually I was the only one looking for my field position.

I'm fine with standing out when it counts, but band camp rehearsal isn't the time to stand out.

I finally decided to ask for help.

"Um, do you know where my field position is? It says here that I'm 34." I said to an upperclassman.

"Yeah, you're behind me." The upperclassman replied.

Normally, I would sneak away from school and just walk around, but something about this didn't make me want to leave out of boredom, it made me interested because marching band was new to me. I didn't need to run away because I had nothing