A/N: This is the last chapter, as well as the end of the school year.

CHAPTER 10: June—Mary Anne

It was the last day of school. I couldn't believe how quickly the school year had gone by.

The morning passed quickly: Math, English, gym, and science. I turned in my books, took my math and science finals—and got to leave as soon as I'd finished, and got my English final back. As I expected, I got an A. The Baker side of my family must have pretty smart genes, because I once saw one of Mama's old report cards, and she'd gotten all A's when she was in school, too.

At lunch time, Kristy, Logan, Jason, and I sat at our usual table. "I can't believe this school year's over," Jason said, opening his juice box. (On the first day of school, he'd tried the milk with the school lunch, and decided it was too nasty for his taste, so he's been either bringing a juice box from home, or getting a can of soda from the vending machine.)

"I know," Kristy said, taking a bite of her cheeseburger.

Tears started to fill my eyes, and Logan put his arm around me. I brushed my tears away, and decided that I wasn't going to cry. Part of it was because King, the second-biggest goofball in the freshman class, was sitting at the next table, and I know exactly what he would've done if he'd seen that: he would've done the Miss Congeniality bit (you know, putting four fingers over his mouth and fanning himself with his other hand) before singing a rendition of "A Moment Like This" that was so awful, even William Hung would've wrestled him to the ground and hog-tied him. Now that I think about it, that really would've made my day.

At another table, I saw Alan Gray looking in my direction. I think he was also waiting to see if I'd start crying, because he lifted a corner of his shirt, put his left hand over his left eye, and started fake-sobbing. I couldn't resist smiling at that, and also thought he'd seen the 1980 episode of I Love the '80s 3-D too many times. On that episode, Michael Ian Black, of Ed and The State, did that bit when they talked about Fame, The Elephant Man, My Bodyguard, Sugar Ray Leonard, and Richard Pryor almost blowing himself up from freebasing cocaine.

The afternoon also passed quickly: study hall, History, and Home Ec. Although Dawn and I have different History periods, Mr. Reed still let us pair together for our final project, which was on the hippie movement. I thought it was kind of ironic, since Dawn told me that the Winslows, the parents of her California best friend, are former hippies; hence Sunny's real name, Sunshine. There were no tests in those classes, because we'd taken them the day before. I got a B-minus on my History test, an A-minus on my Home Ec. test, and Dawn and I had gotten a B-plus on our project.

At the end of the day, we met up at our lockers to clean them out. "It's been quite a year, huh?" I commented as I spun the dial on my locker. After I finally got it open, I started to clean it out. And you know what? I'd sure like to get my hands on the genius who invented that kind of lock.

"It's been interesting," Jason agreed.

"We had quite a fun year," Dawn added.

"Well, one down, three to go," Claudia said.

"Yup," I agreed.

"Th-th-th-th-that's all, folks!" Stacey said in her Porky Pig voice.

We all laughed as we headed outside. Claudia and Jason got on his motor scooter, Kristy and Abby got in Sam's car, and the rest of us started to walk home.

In my opinion, this had been a great year, even if Grandma didn't make it for Thanksgiving.

THE END