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he Class of 2015 is a class of “ands”: the most united and the   For  some,  green  and  white will  always  continue  to  bleed  through
     T     most  independent,  the  oldest  in  years  and  the  youngest  at   their  veins  even  after  leaving  these  hallowed  halls.  For  others,
           heart, the greatest looking and the most intelligent, the best
                                                                      the  green  and  white  will  flow  when  they  turn  the  channel
           and  the  boldest  in  PC  history.  Pine  Crest  has  been  their
     playground and their home. And, it’s finally time to leave the nest.  to  see  that  a  member  of  the  Class  of  2015  has  cured  cancer.
                                                                              For  some,  something  somewhere  will  remind  them  of
            In  order  to  completely  understand  the  true  glory  of the   the  few  things  that  all  of us  shared.  Although  each  person  was
     Class of 2015 s ascent to the top, it’s necessary to rewind the clock.  fated  a  different  path,  everyone  got  a  dose  of the  Pine’s  teachers.
            Brace  faces  lining  the  halls,   the  first  day  of   Mr.  Kashdan  nodded  his  head  ever  so  slightly  to  Metallica
     freshman  year  was  filled  with  fear  of  the  unknown.  The   between  bells  on  test  day.  Life  lessons  were  passed  on  with
     other  classes  seemed  to  bask  fruitfully  in  their  apparent   Sra.  Zingg.  Racism  was  ranted  about  in  Madame  Pirson’s  class.
     reign,  but  little  did  they  know  what  was  coming  their  way.  Dr.  Wu’s  unmatched  accents  and  hand  gestures  captivated.
            As  the  group  learned  quickly  with  the  glares  that   Mr.  Clark  was  feared  for  about  5  minutes,  and  then  revered.
     accompanied wearing the neon yellow class shirt, the Class of 2015       Crispitos   were   investigated,   cookies   consumed
     was born to make a statement. Clad in blinding neon, the class united   (thanks  Mary  Ellen!),  chemistry  shirts  tie-dyed,  rolling
     to  become  a  sea  of yellow  -  a  force  to  be  reckoned  with.  Serene   cheese  devoured,  dress  codes  broken,  and  history  made.
     and dangerous, the sea knew when to be what. Calm and collected,         On  average,  each  member  of  the  Class  of  2015  has
     they slyly over-counted mistakes for a batch of Mrs. Wing’s cookies,   climbed  250,000  stairs,  taken  280  tests,  won  14  sports  games,
     staked out the Spanish wing halls before entering, and even avoided  read  20  entire  textbooks,  and  has  come  to  2520  days  of school.
     being run over by Mr. Scheidegger’s unicycle. Fierce and daring, they   While accomplishments abound and statistics impress, the
 I                                                   “A COMPILATION OF                   most  remarkable  quality  in  the  Class  of 2015
     retaliated when water balloons were thrown at
     them  during  homecoming,  danced  in  banana
                                                                                         is  its  unity -  a sense of camaraderie that won
     suits,  and  even  sought  up  the  courage  to  take
     an upperclassman to the Sadie Hawkins Dance.    THE FOUR PRECIOUS                   a  historical  spirit  stick  three-peat.  This  class
                                                                                         is  unbeatable,  powerful,  and  determined,  a
            As  sophomore  year  approached,  the                                        perfect  embodiment  of the  word  “transcend.”
     Pine was beginning to feel like home. The Class  YEARS  SPENT BETWEEN               Defined,  the word means “to be or go beyond
 .<   of 2015 was molding the Pine’s once daunting,                                      the  range  or  limits  of something.”  Whatever
     now  comforting  brick-covered  walls.  Spirit       THE BRICKS.”                   obstacle  in  the  way,  overcoming  it  and
  f   and unity brought the class its first spirit stick;                                prospering  comes  as  second  nature  to  this
     laughter  and  shock  came  after  Mrs.  Powell  dished  on  her  secret   class.  Going  beyond  the  concrete  and  uniting  in  the  process  is
 I                                                                    evidence that the Class of 2015  is the best class that will ever have
     plan  for lock downs.  Tears  of fear and joy were  shed  as they were
                                                                      the pleasure of learning and growing within  the walls  of the  Pine.
     chased by chainsaw-bearing monsters at Halloween Horror Nights.
            Junior  year  was  a  blur  of  SAT  prep  and  refusing  to
                                                                             The  Class  of  2015  has  loved,  hated,  navigated,  feared,
     do  the  mounds  of  work  that  would  pile  up  until  there  was   challenged, and inspired together. They all loved Otis Spunkmeyer
     no  choice  but  to  do  it  (but  let’s  not  try  to  remember  that).  cookies,  all  hated  the  bathroom  mirrors,  all  navigated  through
            Then    finally,   but   all   too   suddenly,   the   years   obstacles, all feared the inside of a crispito, all challenged conventions,
     that  everyone   had   always   said   were   going   to   be    and all inspired each other. Whatever was done, was done together.
     “the  best  four  years  of  your  life”  seemed  like  a  blur.        It  can  be  said  that  the  Pine  Crest  experience  was  a
            But  the  Class  of  2015,  along  with  being  the  best  and   rollercoaster,  exciting  and  terrifying  and  stressful  and  thrilling.
    boldest,  is  also  the  brightest.  They  realize  the  power  in  the  good   Through  the  uphill  slopes  and  the  steep  drops,  through  the
    times.  Memories  are  more than just  stories  to pass  down  through   corkscrews  and  flips,  the  Class  of  2015  has  stayed  together,  all
    generations.  For  the  Class  of 2015,  the  memories  made  in  these   hands  and  feet  in  the  vehicle.  While  the  ride  is  approaching  its
    salmon-pink hallways are like thread, connecting the class forever,   end,  getting  off and  moving  on  to  the  next  ride  is  a  part  of life
    regardless  of where  each  individual  might  end  up.  Each  thread,   these  theme-park  frequenting  Floridians  know  to  be  necessary.
    each  person,  is  a  vital  component  to  the  final  masterpiece  —  a   In  the  end,  what  made  the  rollercoaster  incredible  were  the
    compilation  of the  four  precious  years  spent  between  the  bricks.  people  alongside  them,  crying  and  screaming  and  laughing.
            Indubitably,  the  connections  will  always  be  there.         Although  goodbye  is  bittersweet,  the  next  challenge
    W hether  seamless  or  loosely  threaded,  the  connections  shared   awaits  and  the  Class  of 2015  could  not  be  more  ready.  So  here’s
    between  the  m em bers  of  this  class  will  always  stay  bounded.  to  the  memories  made.  Here’s  to  the  last  four  years.  Onward,
 1   Everyone  knows  it’s  im possible  to  escape  the  Pine  altogether.  upward,  we  will  soar.  Class  of 2015,  it’s  been  an  incredible  ride.

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