A/N: Round of applause to all those who read and reviewed the previous chapter. Thank you all, very much. I really appreciate it. I hope you'll enjoy this final chapter, just as much.

Disclaimer: Alana belongs to me. All other characters, in this chapter, I do not own. I am just borrowing them.

The day that nearly everyone had been anticipating for, had finally arrived. It was the last day of school, and everyone couldn't wait to go home and begin their three month long, Summer vacation. Everyone was talking about all things they had planned for the Summer.

"I'm gonna go stay with my Grandparents, at their lake house for the Summer," said Tara.

"And I'm gonna spend every day at the pool," said Derek. "That way, all the lovely ladies can see my amazing six pack abs," he then winked at all his female classmates, who rolled their eyes at him, in unison.

"I can't wait for third grade to begin," said Spencer.

"Me neither," Maeve agreed. She and Spencer earned disbelieving looks from the classmates.

"What's everyone staring at," Spencer asked.

"Really? It's the last day of second grade and you two are already looking forward to starting the next grade," asked Grant.

"Yeah, don't you two have any other plans for the Summer, other than just waiting for third grade to start," asked Jordan.

"I plan on doing a lot of studying," said Spencer. "That way, I can be fully prepared for when I enter the third grade."

"Me too," Maeve agreed. "There is so much more I need to learn."

"Seriously, what else do you two need to learn," asked JJ. "You probably know everything."

"We may be smart, but that doesn't mean we know everything," said Maeve. "New things are being discovered every day."

"You're absolutely right, Maeve," said Alana. "We never stop learning."

JJ just shrugged her shoulders. "Eh… whatever," she said. "I don't plan on spending my entire Summer, studying. If I want to learn, I'll wait until school starts back up. Besides, I plan on spending my Summer with this little cutie," she unzipped her book bag and took her doll, famously known as 'Baby Whiskers Bon Bon'.

Everyone jumped at the sight of the doll. "JJ, what is that ugly thing," asked Luke, as he hid under his desk.

JJ sneered at Luke's comment. "For you information, this is Baby Whiskers Bon Bon, the most beautiful baby in the world," she said. "And you're lucky, I didn't bring my soccer ball with me, today. Or your face would be meeting it," she threatened.

"JJ, we don't make threats," said Alana.

Aaron, who had been covering his eyes, at the sight of Baby Whiskers Bon Bon, removed his hands. "JJ, we almost got through an entire school year, without having to see that doll," he said. "Why did you decide to bring it here on the last day of school?"

"Because she wanted to see you all and I can't say no to her," JJ smiled at her doll. She then turned he attention to Alana and said, "Hey, Mrs. Santos, it's too bad you didn't bring Rosita to school today. She could have had a little friend to play with."

Alana put on her best fake smile. "Yeah, it's a shame I didn't bring her. I'm sure she would have loved to meet that beautiful doll of yours," she said to JJ. "That is the most frightening and ugliest doll, I've ever laid my eyes on. Thank God, I decided not to bring Rosita with me, today. That doll would've terrified her," she thought to herself. "Well anyway, whatever you all plan on doing for the summer, I hope you all have fun," she said.

"Mrs. Santos, what are you going to do for the Summer," asked Clyde.

"I'm going spend it with my wonderful husband and our beautiful baby girl," said Alana. She then looked at her wrist watch and said, "Okay, it's almost time for lunch, and instead of eating in the school cafeteria, I thought maybe we could enjoy our lunch, outside. It's a beautiful day out, today. And I have a picnic basket, filled with sandwiches, potato chips, cookies and juice drinks. Does a picnic sound fun to you all," she asked.

The students all agreed that it would be fun. "Wait, I'm not gonna get attacked by a bunch bees, am I," there was a worried look on Kevin's face.

"Kevin, I promise you that as long as you leave the bees alone, they'll leave you alone," Alana reassured him.

A few moments later, Alana and her second graders were out on the playground, enjoying their lunch. They were all chatting and laughing with each other. No other class seemed to be sight.

"I guess no one else had the same idea as us," said Alana.

"Oh well, that's their loss," said David. "We get the whole playground to ourselves."

"That's right," said Alana. "There's plenty enough food left, so if anyone wants seconds, help yourselves," she motioned towards the picnic basket.

Some of the students took their teacher's advice and reached into the basket for more food.

"Watch this," Penelope whispered into Haley's ear. "Kevin! There's a bee flying around you," she shouted.

Immediately, Kevin began flailing his arms, everywhere. "Where?! Get it away," he demanded.

Kevin's reaction was very comical for everyone, as they all began laughing. When the laughter died down, Penelope finally told him the truth. "I'm just kidding, Kevin," she said. "There never was a bee."

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. "Then why'd you say there was one," he asked. "You know I'm afraid of bees.

Penelope just shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I just wanted to see what you'd do," she said. "And it was pretty funny!"

Suddenly, Kevin cracked a smile. "Yeah, it was pretty funny," he admitted. "but seriously, don't scare me like that, ever again."

"Sorry, but I can't make a promise if I can't keep it," Penelope said, grinning.

"Hey, Mrs. Santos," JJ began. "Since this is the last day of school, you think you could send us all home, right after lunch?"

Alana let out a small laugh. "I'm sorry, but if I did that, then I think the principal might get mad at me," she said. Besides, there's only about half an hour left of school. I'm sure you all can wait that long."

"Mrs. Santos, you don't need to worry about the principal," said Emily. "She's my mommy and I'm sure she'd be okay with you sending us all home, early. Here, I'll get her. I can see her office window from here," Emily stood up and marched right over to the window of her mother's office. It was only a couple feet away from the group. Emily began tapping on the window with her hands.

Noticing her daughter at the window, Elizabeth stood from her chair and opened the window. "Hey Em, what are you doing here," she asked her daughter as she smiled.

Emily held up her hand in front of Elizabeth's face. "Mommy, I don't have time for conversations," she said. "I got something to tell you. So you better be listening."

"I'm listening," said Elizabeth. "What is it that you want to tell me?"

"My class and I want to go home, directly after lunch. So that's what we're gonna do," Emily said. "And you better not get mad at Mrs. Santos. She's gonna do everything she can to stop us, but… in the end, we'll win and we'll get to go home."

"So, you're telling me your plan to leave the school without my permission," asked Elizabeth.

Emily was silent for a moment, as she appeared to be thinking. "Yes. Yes, mommy, I am. You're a very smart lady," she said. "And you better not try to stop us or I'm gonna tell Grandma that you haven't been letting me eat ice cream for breakfast. She's gonna be so mad, when she finds out about that."

"Emily, you have never asked me if you could have ice cream for breakfast," said Elizabeth.

Emily angrily stamped her foot. "Yes I have," she exclaimed.

"When have you ever asked me if you could have ice cream for breakfast," Elizabeth was bewildered.

"I asked you about it, tomorrow morning," said Emily. "And you said no!"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Emily, tomorrow morning hasn't even happened yet. So how can I or even you know what's gonna happen," she asked.

"How the hell am I supposed to know that," Emily angrily asked. "Do I look like a damn time traveler to you?!"

"You watch your language," Elizabeth warned her daughter.

"Sorry mommy," Emily replied sheepishly. "So… Are you gonna try to stop me and my friends from leaving school, early or not?"

"Yes I am," said Elizabeth. "You and your friends better stay in school, until it's time for you all to go home."

"But I want to go home, now," Emily whined. "Why do I have to…"

"Hello, Principal Prentiss," David suddenly appeared next to Emily, who jumped, when she saw him.

"How long have you been here," Emily asked.

"How are you, Principal Prentiss," David asked, ignoring Emily's question.

"Hello David," Elizabeth kindly said to the young boy. "I'm fine. Are you ready for Summer vacation," she asked.

"Yep," said David. "So… Have you finally gotten over the fact that I'm not your son? I mean it's okay if you haven't because, Emily still calls me her brother. She always cries when I correct her."

"You're lying," Emily angrily said. "I never called you my brother and my mommy never called you, her son!"

"You used to," David said, matter of factly.

"No I didn't!"

"Yes You did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you…"

"Alright, that's enough from you two," Elizabeth interrupted the argument. "This is the last day of school. You're supposed to be celebrating, not fighting."

"He started it," Emily pointed an accusing finger and David.

"I don't care who started it, "said Elizabeth. "I'm ending it. Now, you two better get back with your class. I'm sure they're all waiting for you."

A little while later, the second graders were in the classroom, anticipating the moment when they'd all get to go home for Summer vacation. While they waited, Alana was telling them, how much she enjoyed being their teacher.

"I just want to say that being your teacher, has been one of the most fun experiences, I've ever had," she began. "In all the years that I've been a teacher, I can honestly say that you all are the most interesting kids, I've ever worked with. I'm going to miss each and every one of you, and I know, you'll all do great in third grade."

"Mrs. Santos, if you want us all to stay in second grade, you can just tell the school board that none of us are ready for the third grade," suggested Will. "I'm sure they'll believe you."

"Yeah, we can even convince them to let us stay in the second grade," Ashley agreed.

Alana let out a small laugh. "I appreciate that, but it wouldn't be fair to any of you, to make you repeat the second grade, when you don't need to," she explained.

Suddenly, the bell rang and all the children were jumping with joy and running out of the room. They were all shouting goodbye to their teacher. "Goodbye, Mrs. Santos! Have a great Summer!"

"Goodbye to you all too," Alana happily shouted back. "You all have a great Summer too!"

The End.

Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing this story. Whether you loved it or hated it, I appreciate each and every one of the reviews, I have received for this story. Although, these stories get difficult, every time I write them, I still enjoy it. Next up, we'll see the gang in third grade. I hope you all will stay for that story. Anyway, for the time being, could you all please review for this final chapter. Once again, thank you all, very much!