Yay!

Stadium (No one's POV, first game, Alamodome)

Faith's eyes darted around in awe. She had been here once this summer watching her brother march with Phantom Regiment in the DCI show, Southwestern Championships, but never on the field itself. She could clearly remember the crisp movements of those bright white uniforms along the field, the cleanliness of each and every note that escaped those horns and drums, the perfection of the guard uniforms and their sensational relation to the show, and of course the roar of the crowd when their show had finished. Looking up to the press box, she remembered sitting just below it and to the right, which suddenly made her remember. Ben had come out of the gate that she was currently standing in so still. She remembered him walking amongst the rest of the battery, carrying his quads on his left shoulder, walking perfectly in time with the rest of the line. From the press box, it would have been the top left corner. She glanced at the press box and back to the gate she was standing in, and a tear came to her eye. Tonight, she would be playing her first show on the same field her brother had marched on just months ago. And for all her life, she'd never forget it.