The morning of my first day, I was terrified, but also profoundly excited. My mother had beamed about Miami High’s immense school spirit. She had been an alumni herself. I already had a club I wanted to join in mind, even before I saw the list: Honoria. She had been part of Honoria for all four years of her high school experience in the 1980’s and told me about it. She wanted to know how the club was holding up after all this time. My sleeping schedule was, quite frankly, a mess. I invested in a physical alarm clock, and it completely paid off. Every day since, I’ve woken up at 5:00 AM without fail. As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes on the first morning, I thought about how this was not only my first day in a new grade and a new school,