Stoneybrook Ayr

That's it, they've GRADUATED!

The students sat in their seats, playing with their navy and white caps and gowns. Some turned to wave to friends and family, some whispered with classmates sitting near them, and some slouched in their chairs, ready for the ceremony to start.

It had taken four years, some felt like the time had passed in no time at all, others felt it had dragged out forever. All the winter lodge trips, boy toy auctions, homecomings, proms, dances, parties. The trips to Disney World, California, Australia. The hook ups, the break ups, the scandals. This class had been through a lot together, and this was it. The end. Graduation.

Amelia hadn't been hanging out with Ty as much since that night. Not because it was awkward, but because she had slowly realised she didn't know how she felt about him anymore. The fact that she'd thought back to it a lot, and him, and the way he kissed her and touched her... That made her uncomfortable.

Instead of going to Ty or Kara's or Miranda's, Amelia found herself walking around the mall alone. That was, until she sat down to decide what to do next, and someone from school sat next to her.

Cokie's mother had been on her case since she The Big News, as she insisted on calling it half the time.  It was frustrating to no end.  Finally, Cokie had had enough.  Throwing on her jacket, she grabbed the keys to her father's car and stood nose to nose with Mrs. Mason.

"I am sick to death of you telling me I'm not going to amount to anything!" Cokie said, shrilly.  Before her mother could answer, she was out the door and starting the car.

Without another thought, she drove to Logan's.  He was the only person who knew what she was going through.  Well, he kind of knew.  Sort of.

Pulling to a stop in front of his house, she sent him a text.

Hi.  Can I come in? 

It seemed like in the last month, Stacey's life had become about avoiding. Avoiding Austin and Sheila, avoiding Marty, avoiding King, avoiding her Mom, avoiding home. She'd spent a lot of time at Claudia's, and when she was home, she was in her room. She didn't quite know what to say to King about what happened, not that it probably even mattered to him, but she was trying to avoid him for as long as possible anyway.

Unfortunately, she had no idea when he was home, and that had made for some times when avoiding him was impossible. Right now was one of those times, she realised as her hand froze on the fridge handle. That was definately him coming down the stairs, and it was too late to flee.

Turning slowly, she gave him a brief look, before turning back. Yep, it was King.

"Hey," she said quietly, pretending the contents of the friedge were fascinating.

Claudia walked Stacey back to her own house after the run in with Marty at the park. Even though she hadn't gotten even, she was glad Marty had seemed angry, and hoped that somewhere right now, Sheila was getting screamed at. But it still made her angry how Marty had defended Sheila, after everything she'd done. As Stacey stomped up the stairs to her room, holding on to the hand rail for support, she decided to get some answers.

Instead of going into her bedroom, she pushed open King's bedroom door with force, and glared at him.

"Why did you cheat with Sheila?!" she asked him, when he looked over at her from his bed.

King and Stacey had both been grounded since the party, which King didn't think was fair at all.  He was 18!  An adult!  He could understand Stacey being grounded, since she was still basically just a child.  He couldn't even go to his mom's house where he was allowed free reign.  He didn't care about the grounding rules at all during the while his dad and Maureen were at work, but in the evenings they had their eyeballs on him at all times.  His dad threatened to take his car away, which would be a fate worse than death.  The only thing King was allowed to do was walk his dog, so one evening with leash in hand, he and Prince set off down the street.

He had just turned the corner when he ran into the chick from his party.  She was walking in the same direction he was, so he only saw her from the back.

"Sup?" he said, throwing his arm around her shoulders while Prince sniffed at her crotch.

At the last minute, Clarence and Maureen had decided to go away for the weekend. While they'd debated asking Grandpa Clarence over to stay with King and Stacey, Stacey had pleaded for them to be left on their own, and promised she would keep things under control. She'd automatically asked Austin to come over, thinking she had to make it up to him for yesterday. She wasn't sure if she was ready to go all the way yet, but she wanted to be. Unbeknownst to Stacey, King had plans of his own. She heard the doorbell ring, and expecting to find Austin on the stoop, she rushed down to open the door. She felt a little more prepared this time, wearing her cutest bra and matching underwear. She opened the door, and instead of Austin, about six of the guys on the football team stood there. Brushing past her, they made their way inside.

"KING!" She screamed out, furious. This was not what she had in mind.

Stacey's mother and stepfather were out, so Stacey invited Austin over to hang out.  Just like every other time he went over Stacey's house, he sincerely hoped King wasn't there.  There was just no telling what the guy was going to say or do.

He rang the bell and waited for Stacey to answer the door. 

Grace had been humiliated ever since Flair had come out, waaaaay too embarassed to even show her face. She was still furious with Cokie, and hadn't even been texting her with more than one word replies. She'd also been seeing some of the things people had been saying, about her, and the fact they couldn't believe she'd done anything with King, because people thought - she didn't even like to think it, it made her blush. People thought she was like Abby or Sabrina! For Cokie! It was worse than embarassing. Sure, she didn't have a boyfriend, and sure, she didn't sleep with guys left right and centre, but that was because she had standards! She opened her laptop again, determined to go and read Flair for the 50th time, when she saw a name pop online.

Furious, she started typing.

Gracewiththeface: YOU! Tell people nothing happened with us and that you locked me in the bathroom against my will!

Let the Junior Prom of 2012 begin!

Junior Prom was dumb. Everyone knew that. It was basically just a big Status Parade and Cokie wasn't even going to go. But she didn't want to look like a total loser, so she decided to suck it up. Originally, her and Grace had planned to go together, but then Cokie found out Logan the Lame was going with Claudia the Creep. Sure, they were supposedly just going as friends, but Cokie wouldn't stand for it. She needed a real date and she needed one fast.

She waited for King at his locker early in the morning.

He never showed up.

She waited for him again after first period, then second period. After third period, she spotted him strolling down the hall, yawning and his hair standing on end.