The students of All Star Academy's graduating seniors slowly filled the seats, most looking for their name cards while chatting with friends. In contrast, others remained silent as they faced the last significant milestone in their high school journey drawing to a close. Some laughed at the name cards while others grinned quietly. All of them dressed in black graduation gowns with a matching cap, a red and white tassel hanging from the flat cap. Family members entered behind each student, finding available seats to watch the ceremony and their loved ones graduate. Among them were Sienna Irons, Valentine, and Isabelle Black, along with many others, who took pride in witnessing the moment.
On the decorated stage, members of staff waited: Triple H, Stephanie, and that year's designated tutors. All of them were ready to say a few words, prepared to wish the graduating teenagers good luck in their future endeavors, even if they were reluctant to do so. In the sea of teenagers, Nikki Bella nervously grabbed the paper upon which her valedictorian speech was written, her hands trembling, her breath shaky, but still she looked forward to the nerve-racking experience; she had signed up for it and had been thrilled and excited when she was chosen.
"Good afternoon, everyone," started Stephanie, her usual tone of softness and support as she glanced over the smallest year group to pass through All Star Academy. Her proud smile grew as her blue eyes sparkled with pride. Despite the ups and downs, the drama and the mess the teaching faculty had been through, they'd made it through. Stronger than they realized and capable of facing every challenge thrown at them. "Today, we celebrate All Star Academy's graduating class of 2025. We celebrate their achievements, their growth as individuals, and wish them all the luck in the world with their futures and bringing those ambitious plans to life," she added, her smile growing wider as she recalled some of the things the smallest year group had gotten up to, as she remembered what Michelle McCool had once said. The Class of 2025 was the smallest year group, but they had the biggest personalities and dreams. "So, without any further delay. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, All Star Academy's class of 2025."
With her words, Stephanie stepped away from the podium, retaking the seat she'd occupied before. On the large projector screen, a video began playing, featuring the greatest hits of the graduating class from their time as students, predominantly random things. AJ Lee skipping down halls, Sasha's boss stance, Austin Theory taking selfies at the most awkward time, Nikki Bella shinning with glitter, those of the mix-n-match family covered in shaving foam, the cheerleaders praticing their routines, some of the jocks with airhorns and megaphones, random handmade signs, clips from the prom rally and pranks wars, even random sports games, and finally to finish it off was Miz shouting awesome as loudly as he could while blocking the math hall. On rare occasions, sound effects had been added. At the very end, a small thank you was given, suggesting that the teaching staff had created the video, and another would appear later, created by the students.
"As the tutor of Form A, I can tell you a lot has changed in four years," began Jerry The King Lawler, looking to each student who had started the high school journey in his tutor group and ended it with him. "Form A started quiet, barely uttering a word to one another, heavy backpacks akin to tortoise shells, heads down as they pratically ran from one class to another," he added with a grin, mainly when he knew they'd grown so much over the four years, to the point he would have found it impossible to believe they were the same students had he not watched them grown in the young adults they were now. "Now, as they're leaving the school, Form A are loud, popular, jocks, and the odd poser thrown in. They're proud, and I wouldn't have them any other way. I'm gonna miss you, Form A. Others that follow have some big shoes to fill."
Quietly, Jerry Lawler wiped a tear from his eyes. He, like all the teaching staff, had seen plenty of students come and go, watching young, anxious teenagers grow into confident young adults ready to take on the world; even so, the task of saying goodbye had never gotten any easier. Other tutors wiped away a tear or two, as did Stephanie and Hunter.
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