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Can't believe that dude's really gonna do the Santa Claus step. I mean, no

ever been dumb enough to try that.

Zeke's dumb enough.

So dumb, gonna nail it.

I've been talking about you all these years.

You're a way better boy than I could ever be.

Let's hug it up.

Hi, I'm Holly Badesworth, and now that you're the first person to conquer the

Stanislaus staff, my company would like to pay you $1 million to create a line

of Zeke brand skateboards.

Sweet!

This is like a dream come true.

Wake up, lug nut.

This is going to be on the test.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm stuck in summer school, along with everyone else who didn't pass their

algebra final.

Bang.

Needless to say, summer school is seriously cutting into my skate time.

least my teacher, Mr. Rucker, really likes me. Hey, Einstein!

Pay attention!

He spends half the day yelling at me, and the other half scratching himself

a pencil.

This seriously stinks.

I still don't know how Luther passed that final.

Want to know how I passed that final?

A lot of people would say it's luck.

But I've got a system.

It's a dinosaur.

Actually, Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The problem is, with Zeke in summer school, I really don't know what to do

all my free time.

I started a new hobby.

Zookopolis.

This is even more boring than it looks.

Ginger, I'm going to summer school.

Don't touch my stuff.

Seriously.

Like taking candy from a baby.

A really big, ugly baby.

Zeke?

Zeke?

Zeke. Come on. I'm the only one here.

Zeke. Present.

All right.

Now, let's go over this quadratic equation.

Right here, y equals x plus 3.

y equals x plus 3. Put on the y equals x plus 3.

Waffles, what are you doing here? I miss my best friend, sir. So I'm acting out.

Well, at least that's what my mom said. How you got the top score on that final,

I will never know.

See, I've got a system.

Dinosaur. Waffles, get out of here.

Now, do I have any volunteers to come up to the board and solve this problem?

Anyone?

Anyone? Okay, how about Zeke?

Poly blaster skateboard.

What a joke.

Hey, that's my board.

Tough toenails.

You'll get it back as soon as you solve this problem.

I kind of get the feeling that you don't like me very much.

Well, that's the first thing you've gotten right all summer.

Wow.

This is amazing.

Not one thing you wrote makes any sense at all. Is that a taco?

Yeah, I had a feeling that didn't make any sense.

You have got to be the worst student I've ever had. Do you even study? Of

I study. I study all the time.

Then why is your book still in the wrapper?

It's a spare.

Stop yanking my chain, numbskull. If you don't study for that test tomorrow,

you're going to fail.

And then you'll be stuck with me for the rest of the summer. Got it?

Huh?

What is this?

A new lock?

Need a hand?

Sweet thing.

Nikki Cass, what are you doing here? I'm not saying I crawled through the doggie

door. I'm not saying I didn't crawl through the doggie door.

Step aside, little lady.

What is this we're looking at here?

Master Latch PR -37 with titanium casing?

Cakewalk.

Why do you have a coat hanger in your cast?

I've kind of got an ant problem in there. So I used the hanger to jab at

nest.

I think I got one.

It's just one of the fascinating things you'll learn to love about me.

No, that's enough.

Dumb place to stand. Ouch!

Bye! Ouch!

Don't worry.

I'll fill myself up. I know where the doggy door is.

Okay.

Truth is, I'm not a big fan of studying. But that's all going to change.

I can't spend the entire summer watching Mr. Rucker scratch himself with a

pencil. There's so many more things I want to do. I'd be the first to make it

down the Stanislaus step.

Okay. Here it goes.

You gotta love that new book now.

All right.

Got it. Oh.

But first, a little study package.

Where's my licorice?

Ginger.

Okay.

No more distractions. I'll deal with her later.

Now I gotta study.

Hello? Dude!

The Petersons are gone, and we're jumping the lawn ornaments. You've got

down here.

Sorry, Luke, I've got to study.

Okay, you're lost.

Hey, watch out for that flamingo!

Hello? Dude, a nacho truck hit a tree, and it tipped all over the street. It's

deliciously cheesy free -for -all.

Come on, Luke, you know I have to study.

Okay, well, you're missing out.

Hey, get that dog out of here.

What is it now, Luce?

Hey, man, it's Kojo.

I don't really have anything to say. I just think it's really funny you have to

study. Watch out!

I did it.

I pulled an all -nighter.

I'm prepared.

I am focused.

I can do this.

Mr. Rucker, prepare for Zeke.

Probably gonna need my pants.

No cheating. Eyes on your own paper.

What? Who would I copy from? No talking.

Thirty seconds.

You are using a number two pencil, aren't you?

Lug nut!

Here, use one of mine.

You're welcome.

Ten seconds.

And five.

Four. Three, two, one, settle down.

Let's see how the genius did, huh?

Right, wrong, wrong, wrong, right.

Well, this one would be right, but you didn't fill in the entire bubble.

So it looks like you fail again by one point.

What? You've got to be kidding me. You know what? That is a rip -off.

Look,

Mr. R., I know this stuff. I studied all night long. You know I got that last

question right. Why can't you just cut me some slack?

No dice.

See you Monday and every Monday for the rest of the summer.

Hey, man, what's your problem? Why do you have it out for me? Hey, man, you

to know?

Because I know your type with your skate rat clothes and your ridiculous jader

lingo. You are all style and no substance.

You are a poser.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Did you just call me the P word?

I got news for you, Mr. Rucker.

I'm the best skater in town.

Little history lesson, son.

I am the best skater this town has ever seen.

Are you kidding me?

When I'm in some type of reality TV show, am I being punked? It's no joke,

I'm the best.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Prove it. You and me.

Skate off.

I beat you. You admit I passed the test.

You're on.

Poser.

I still can't believe it. Back in the day, my dorkwad algebra teacher claims

have been a great skater. I didn't even know they had wheels back then, let

alone skateboards.

Hey, Zeke, look at what I found.

This old yearbook, it says that Mr. Rucker was on the skateboard team.

A skateboard team?

It says he was a captain. Really? A full captain?

I don't know, it just says captain.

It says his nickname was Twirl.

Guys weren't even real skaters. They could never hang with guys like us

And there's no way I'm losing to a guy named Twirls.

Twirls.

Yeah, Twirls.

Twirls.

Twirls. Twirls.

Twirls. Twirls.

Twirls. Hey, I think we're done with that. Good, because I couldn't stop.

What are you doing here, dude face?

Well, I felt really bad about your nose, so I made these nachos. It's special

for you. I already know about the overturned nacho truck.

There's a spark plug in here.

Yeah? Oh.

You know, you put up a really tough front.

But what you need is someone to melt that icy heart.

Someone with some serious moves.

You are so digging it.

You are totally digging it.

Rucker rules?

Are you kidding me? Hey, I'm taking Rucker's class next semester.

Kojo knows where his bread is, buddy. Watch out.

Sorry, Kojo, but I'm winning this thing.

Rucker's a total joke.

Here he comes.

You ready to get old, fool?

Bring it on, Pop.

It's been brought.

Good. That's what I asked you to do. Well, then we're in agreement.

I guess we are.

All right, fellas. All right. Break it up. Break it up. Okay.

All right.

Ladies and gentlemen!

On this board, weighing in at 150 pounds, my boy Z!

800 pounds, Mr.

Twirlsruckers! Yeah!

Waffles, do you have any idea what 800 pounds looks like? Do you know anything?

How did you pass my test?

Dynamite! Anyway, let's get ready to skateboard!

I mean, I'm sure you're still going to beat him, but... Wow.

An 800 -pounder?

Boy, he's really light on his feet.

You're not helping, okay, Lou?

What are you going to do, man? Worker had an answer for every move I made.

There was only one thing I could do.

I had to take it to the next level.

Santa's Lost Steps? Are you crazy?

That's right, bro.

I'm going to end this thing, no matter what it takes.

Well, look, man, as your best friend, I feel like it's my duty to tell you that

that is awesome!

Everybody, he's doing the Santa's Lost Steps!

Hey, Cass, there's something I wanted to tell you. What's that, muffin cheeks?

How do you keep... Whatever. I just wanted to say that even though you

me in the nose and ruined my favorite dress, I did think your hunky -monkey

whatever -it -was dance was kind of funny.

Kind of. I knew you were digging it.

Anyway, I've got something for you, so close your eyes.

Let's get rid of your ants.

You're welcome.

Wow.

You must really like me. I do not like you. I just hate that ants live in your

cast.

It's gross.

You like me. No, I don't.

Now, can you just show me how to do that dance?

We can show back out, Mr. Runner.

Look, kid, you proved your point.

Neither of us needs to do this.

Now, call me the P -word.

Now it's time for me to prove you wrong.

I

can't

watch. Dude, watch the leather.

Right on my belly, Pat.

Congratulations, kid.

You passed.

Looks like I'm the real poser here.

Are you kidding me?

You were awesome.

Thanks, Slugnut.

You know what, Mr. R? That was so cool.

Hope I'm half as good as you when I'm 75.

I'm 37.

Waffles, come on. Do you have any concept of numbers?

I didn't know.

Mr.

Rucker, sir. I just want to say... That was great, and here's a perfectly

chilled sports beverage for your drinking enjoyment.

Is this because you're in my class next year?

Wow.

That's right, I am.

How lucky for me.

Kojo, there's only one thing I hate more than a poser, and it's a great grubbing

kiss -up. Off the car.

I couldn't agree with you more, sir. Step away from the car.

Yes, sir.

Further. Okay.

Keep going.

You sure you don't want to chase the drink?

That's your bruises.