In middle school, I was very involved in my choir. My teacher, Mr. Dover, was hilarious and made every class my favorite. It wasn't until I got to high school that I truly understood how intense choir was and how much it would mean to me.

Mr. Forrest and Dr. Cornwell were my teachers during my four years at Clover High School. They taught me how to sing out, how to not be flat when singing a note, how to perfect my solfege and so much more. The Clover Choraliers was my choir in high school. This was where my favorite music and memories were made.

My sophomore year of high school I was assigned a pop. It's almost like a big sister and little sister situation when you compare it.

They're called "pops" because our names come on popsicle sticks. Most of the time one pop will sing alto and so will the younger pop or sometimes the older pop will sing bass and the younger pop will be a tenor.

My pop was Brittany Cash and she was one of the greatest friends I had throughout high school. She was a role model to me, in life and in the chorus building. At the end of my sophomore year, Brittany, unfortunately, graduated because she was a senior.

From my junior year until senior year, when I received my own pop, I was excited yet frightened because I was worried that my little pop wouldn't have the same relationship that Brittany and I did.

Thankfully, I was proved wrong.

Hey there Jacqueline Alcala. My little pop.

Jacqueline became my pop on the first day of my senior year. I did my best to Instagram stalk her before school started so I knew what I was getting into but even that didn't prepare me for the friendship that we have today.

Being a pop isn't a ton of responsibility but you have to make sure their experience in the Clover Choraliers is a good one. Especially their first year.

Today, Jacqueline is a spunky senior in high school with so many dreams and goals. She's like my little sister; the little sister I always wanted.

I'm a sophomore in college now, but I still make the drive back home to see her and take her lunch to school, take her to school or even pick her up from school. We go to the movies or get coffee or sometimes we go to the gym at 5 am.

I always look at my life and thank Mr. Forrest and Dr. C for putting Jacqueline in my life. I'm not totally sure how much thought went into the decision of making her my pop but I am so grateful.

Not everyone has the same relationship that my pop and I have. Once I graduated, we became more than just "pops." It's still so funny going home to Clover and seeing students from my high school and them looking at me kind of funny and say, "Aren't you Jacquline's pop?"

Jacqueline just got into Wofford University, her school of choice. She got a scholarship because she's the smartest kid I know. She's the most courageous and bravest soul and I honestly look up to her a lot of the time.

I am so proud of you, pop. I love you.