all one hundred and six of spencer 's senior classmates , dressed in white and black graduation gowns and blue-tasseled caps , sat on folding chairs in front of a makeshift stage . josie ruffles my hair in the way she knows i hate . to the left of the bar situated in the back of the room were two long tables with enough buffet food to feed a small family for a good couple of weeks . seeing as he 'd managed to get me access , i could n't very well refuse . 