A/N: hey everyone. here's the next chappie. hope u all like it. please RR!!

Spinelli Woods Esquire: thanx. glad u like it. keep reading!!

Flaming Tsunami: i might make the story longer. i haven't decided yet. probly not though. anyway-- as soon as i finish this one i'm gonna start on my next fic Beneath My Skin and it will be much longer than this one. anyway-- keep reading!!

Yankee Doodle Blonde: yeah he should fry in the chair. lol. dont worry---this is the last story in the series. if he's meant to die he will die in this story and if he's meant to live than he will live. but yeah it would be freaky if he kept stalking her through college. anyway-- glad u like. keep reading!!

disclaimer: i do not own recess or any characters!!

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A few days later it was all settled. Bob Spinelli got the death penalty. Spinelli was told that she didn't have to be there if she didn't want to be. There was no way she wanted to be there. She was so relieved that she didn't have to go. Now she could finally focus on graduating. Her and her graduating class graduate at the end of this week! Spinelli was sure that this week was going to be the most busy week of the year. Now she sat in class waiting for the bell to ring to signal the start of school so they could start planning the graduation. Finally it did and the teacher stood up.

"Are all of the seniors here?" she asked. Everyone nodded. "Good. Now, at the start of today you will all be getting fitted for your graduation robes. You will be called back two at a time to get fitted. When everyone has been fitted we will move on past that."

"We graduate at the end of the week and we still haven't gotten fitted?" Spinelli whispered the Gretchen.

"I know. It's pathetic how slow this school is," Gretchen whispered back. Spinelli nodded in agreement.

"Gretchen Grundler, Ashley Spinelli!" called the fitters. The two friends got up and walked back to the fitters. Once everyone was fitted, the fitters left and the class moved on to the next topic.

"Ok class, you know how it goes, right? We walk in lined up in pairs while Pomp And Circumstance is being played. Then we give the speeches and start the ceremony and so on," the teacher said. Everyone nodded saying they knew how it went. This lady was not a very good graduation planner.

"Excuse me? What about decorations?" asked Gretchen.

"Oh right. We already have all of that taken care of," the teacher replied.

"Well, what do the decorations look like?" Gretchen asked.

"You will find that out on your graduating day," the teacher told her.

"Ok," Gretchen said.

"Now, does everyone know what to do? Is there anyone in here that has no idea what we are going to be doing come graduation?" asked the teacher. No one raised their hand so that must mean everyone was prepared. "Good. Has the valedictorian finished her speech?"

"Yes I have," Gretchen replied proudly.

"Ok. Great," the teacher said with fake enthusiasm. "Well then I guess we're all prepared." The bell rang signaling the end of class. "Practice will be held this Thursday. Class dismissed."

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A/N: whoa it doesnt sound like they have a very good teacher helping to plan the ceremony. i hope u all liked this chappie. please RR but no flames!!