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The first thing you need to know about
me is my name is Ellie.

Not Max.

Ellie.

The second thing you need to know is
that everything that is about to happen

entirely the fault of this emotionally
stunted monster, Nate, and his brain

-dead sidekick, Streaker.

Despite my protest, the school board
requires that I pass out the following

sanitary products.

It all started in sixth grade.

Sex ed.

Just your average bird, bees, and
lifetime of emotional trauma.

Charlie, really?

Now, I am required to take questions.
This does not mean you have to have any.

Yes, Ellie.

How long should I wear a tampon on a
normal slow day?

My dad says you need to have boobs
before you get your period.

Thanks for contributing, Charlie.

Technically, you can wear a tampon up to
eight hours, but four to six... Got it.

Thanks.

Thanks, Ellie. That was helpful.

I have a little sister, so it's
important I learn about periods and

stuff. Oh, you're welcome, Rowan.

Hey. Nate Reed.

Look at him.

This yours?

Thanks, Nate.

The cutest boy in school.

He's so perfect, right?

Wrong. Oh, my God.

Ellie got her period.

What? Charlie, principal's office. Now.
It's true. Look at her pants.

No, I don't even get my...

Hey,

don't forget this.

Max, you might need it.

Yeah, Max, Max, Max. All right, that's
enough. That's enough.

Max, Max, Max.

Yep, that's me.

Max, as in Maxipad.

A nickname that would stick for the rest
of my life.

That's my girlfriend.

You're out, Mac.

That's my Rowan.

Not all guys act like zoo animals.

I am counting down the days, Rowan.

Literally counting them.

Okay. I mean, not actually literally,
though, right? Well, with the 27 days

in junior year and the 181 days in
senior year, that brings us to 208 days

total. But with real illness, fake
illness, and some much -needed mental

days, I can knock it down to an even
200.

Okay.

Literally, then.

And I couldn't do it without you.

Oh.

Oh, look.

A popularity contest you can actually
put on a resume.

You know, if student elections were
based off of merit alone, you would be

student body president next year.

Oh, okay.

You know, I actually kind of was
thinking about it. You know what? Hold

thought.

Vice Principal Everdeen, so fancy seeing
you here in your office, Ms. Pierce.

As you know, it is my lifelong dream to
attend an Ivy League school, and while

acceptance rates hover between 3 % and
8%, students who attend the PCLA summer

STEM program are 10 times more likely to
get accepted.

So it is absolutely crucial that I
attend their engineering program this

and nothing will strengthen my
application more than a glowing letter

recommendation from my favorite mid
-level administrator.

Ellie, I've already taken the initiative
of writing that letter on your behalf.

Ellie. But really, all you have to do is
sign it. Ellie.

You know I like you.

And I spoke with Mr. Beardsley, and he
said you are a computer science wizard.

Thank you. But he also said that you do
all of your group projects alone because

you don't trust the other students.

Do you know what PCLA stands for?

Pre -college leadership academy.

Leadership, Ellie.

And from what I've heard, you're a
brilliant student, but you're not a

How did that go?

Great. Perfect.

Yeah? Even the last part? That was still
according to plan? It's always

according to plan. Always. Okay.

Right. Always. Hey!

Yo -yo!

Ellie, cheers.

Beautiful soul. Heart. Of my heart.

And these are my day ones, Aja and
Lauren.

How are you? I've been worse, but that
speaks less to the quality of my day and

more to how terrible my life's been to
date.

Oh. Ellie, what in the name of anal
overplanning is this app you just sent

built us a shared calendar.

Like G -Cal or? Oh, way better. I mean,
how else are we going to schedule our

Friday night class? It has Friday night
in the name.

I'll download it right now.

Thank you. Yo, send me that homework.

Excuse me, the back of the line is right
here. Sorry, Max.

Got a pass to cut the line. Important
baseball meeting.

Okay. You're not even on the baseball
team, and don't call me... Bro, I have

so much booze for this weekend.

For real? How'd you score it? Easy. My
dad's going through this whole, like,

-functioning alcoholic phase ever since
the fascination has come in. Nice, bro.

Well, we need enough vodka to fill a
bitch tank. Bro, his dad can fill a

ass aquarium.

You got something for me today?

Hot pepperoni.

Party nutty.

Long line today?

Guys, this is so unfair.

Come on, Ellie.

It's just pizza. It's not pizza. It's
the principal. I mean, they get pizza

we get pizza.

Honestly, it's... So frustrating.

We live in a world where those two boys
whose combined GPA is still a point

lower than mine couldn't be more
successful than any of us. Hey, that

what you consider success.

Well, Shrieker's dad's a billionaire.

And Nate's so hot he's Warren's only
straight hall pass.

Oh, baby, you remember.

So, do you have some version of success
that doesn't include being

beautiful, rich, and popular?

Oh.

And this is Quinn.

She's a senior. And brilliant.

But for some insane reason, she's dating
the biggest idiot in our junior class.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi, Streaker.

Hello, Quinnifan. You have some beat in
your face.

I just don't know what Quinn sees in
him.

Seriously, she's Harvard -accepted, and
she got a perfect score on her SAT.

We've heard the speech a hundred times.

Nate sucks.

Why do people like him?

Blah, blah, blah.

So, Streaker had tons of vodka, and we
want to fill his aquarium, but now it's

like, what do we do with the fish?

Just Google what kind of water the fish
need, and then put them in one of

Streaker's eight full -size bathtubs.

Damn!

Michael, that is a grain full of
thoughts and a booty full of squats.

Gotta go. Student government meeting.

What?

You already got accepted into Harvard.

Why do you still care about all that?

What, the student government I'm
president of?

What, you want me to spend more time
with Streaker and see who can eat the

crackers?

Nate, I just want to tell him. Tell him.
Tell him. That's it.

No, not now.

Nate, I gotta go.

Okay, Dick Brant. Give me those
crackers.

Okay. I got ten.

Yeah, I'll get eleven.

Okay, ready?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten.

Oh, okay,

guys, wait. All right.

So, I had this idea, and I know it's
kind of crazy to me, but I've been

thinking. Yo, Mac!

You forgot she's Lord of the Rings.

Not Lord of the Rings. It's a tabletop
RPG and... Whatever.

You know what I love about you?

You call me Ellie.

My name.

That's... Hello, the bar is hot.

As you approach the old man, he flashes
you a smile.

Uh, what kind of a smile? Roll a
perception check. Wait, I want to play

man. What?

No. What? Why not?

Uh, 16.

Because that's not how the game works.
The DM controls the NPCs. Who cares how

the game works? I have a fun old man
voice.

I be finding trouble.

Guys, it's against the rules, okay?

Plus, I already prepped the character.

Hey, you want to play Minecraft after
this?

I'm sorry. My mom made me uninstall it.

She says I'm too addicted.

Damn.

What are you going to do with all your
new free time?

Okay, uh, there's something that I've
been wanting to do for a really long

I just... I never had the courage to do
it until now. I'm loving this bravery.

What is it? I'm gonna... CM stands for
Dungeon Master, okay? Not Dungeon

Servant. Fine.

You win. Sorry for wanting to have fun.

Well, it's not fun if it ruins the game
for everyone else.

Let's continue.

What? Wait.

Before we get back into it, Rowan, you
said you had some big announcement?

Really?

You do?

Oh, um... Yeah.

Yeah. Uh... I've decided... I'm running
for student body president.

What? That's crazy.

No, it's not.

Yes, it is.

Okay, maybe it is a little, but I'm
doing it anyway. I'm going to take a

Well, it's not really taking a chance if
you know you're going to lose.

And...

And I'm not saying it's your fault,
okay? It's just, you know how these

are. People like Quinn win.

Popular kids who everyone cares about.

So not like me? Not like us.

Look, student body president is a
leadership position, Rowan, and you're

leader. And if you put a target on your
back, these kids are going to eat you

alive.

Smashing blindly into the cruel
inevitability of social Darwinism is not

okay? It's stupid.

I made it awkward.

I definitely made it awkward, okay? You
know what? Let's just continue, okay?

Korra, the blacksmith, holds the answer.
I don't think I can do this anymore.

You can't quit mid -quest, Rob.

That's not what I mean, Ellie.

I'm done.

No, Rowan, what?

I'm sorry.

But I'm really done.

You guys won't believe what I just tried
to interview.

I feel like maybe I will.

Reggie was like, are you going to get
naked at this party again, bro? And I

like, is that a dare, bro? And he was
like, not really, bro.

But his face was like, yeah, bro.

Now I have to. No, you definitely don't
have to. No, right? It's so unfair.

Like, why me?

But if the people demand it. The people
demand it.

Are you a little tired of this?

Of parties?

Oh, this.

It's so high school.

But this is high school.

Forget it.

You looked up what some college did to
orientation, didn't you? That's what you

think this is?

Yeah, I do. Or, I don't know, you've
been acting so weird since you got back.

don't want to do this here.

Do what here?

What kind of water did you use?

Uh... Bathwater? Jesus, Nate, they're
dead.

Look, sugar -fill the tub, okay? I told
you to Google.

If this is about the fish... No, it's
not about the fish.

Then what the hell's going on? I said,
don't do this here.

Do what here?

Break up with you.

What? Why?

The fact that you don't know why is why.

Since we started dating, I became
student president.

Captain of the debate team,
valedictorian.

What about you, Nate? What have you done
since freshman year?

I'm the star of the baseball team.

Yeah, but that comes easy to you. What
about the stuff that doesn't, like

classes and grades?

So you're breaking up with me because
I'm too stupid to get straight A's?

You're not too stupid for anything. You
just don't push yourself.

And I can't be with somebody who refuses
to grow up and get serious.

Briar for engaged.

Roll a d20.

Ellie, we don't have to do the... Please
don't break character.

It's against the rules.

Hey!

How are things down in the dungeon?

Hey, Mr. Pierce!

Hey, kids.

Who's winning?

Dad, no one's winning. It's a
collaborative storytelling game.

Fair enough.

Hey, did Rowan leave early? I hate to
interrupt the adventure. I just know how

much he loves my pumpkin muffins.

Is everything okay down here?

Yeah.

Great. I love tonight.

You know what?

I think you two could use a ride home.

No. No one's leaving yet.

Okay.

Yeah. Just go.

If that's what you all are dying to do.

Leave.

Then I'll leave.

I'm gonna leave.

And this is me leaving.

I'm the one going.

Goodbye.

Do you have a calzone for Nate?

Uh, see?

Do you mind?

Leave me alone, Max.

You leave me alone.

You try to eat my feelings.

I'm trying to eat my feelings.

Did you just get dumped by the love of
your life?

I did, actually.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Quinn?

She'll come around.

So what if I'm not serious enough?

It's high school.

Let's keep doing me.

And she'll remember she likes doing me.

Or, you know, you could stop being an
immature jock with a brain full of

and pornography.

Don't blush at me, Mac.

I'm just saying, you could do something
to impress her.

Make her see that you're more than
just... you.

I'm listening.

Oh, no, that's all I have.

Just got dumped, remember?

So I'm focusing on me at the moment.

All right.

Fair.

So what happened with you and, uh...
Seriously?

Uh... Rowan.

I'm dating Rowan. Mm -hmm.

Or I was until he dumped me.

Just because I was trying to protect
him.

Protect him from what, bro?

And in the suburbs.

From the crushing pain of public defeat
and social catastrophe.

I really don't want him to get hurt.

But I do want him back.

And I won't get him back until he sees
that I'm right. And he won't see that

right until he gets hurt. Which is
exactly what's going to happen when he

publicly humiliated by some beautiful,
self -absorbed, popular, empty vessel

like... Like, um...

Nate, you should run for president.

Of America?

Of McMahon High.

Oh, right. High school.

Student government is a queen thing.
Exactly. What better way to show her you

care? What?

You are just vapid and popular and
conventionally attractive enough to win.

Thanks, Max.

But I don't do school.

Oh, my God, Nate.

Nate, listen up, buddy boy. Buddy boy?

Do you want your woman back?

Yes. Okay, then here's what you've got
to do.

You've got to get out there, and you've
got to crawl to her feet, bleeding blood

everywhere, blood getting on her feet,
getting on her beautiful shoes. And then

you've got to show her with your dying
breath that you aren't just some run -of

-the -mill baseball thrower. That's
true. Then you have to prove to her that

you, Nate Reed, can be more than just
the fat, swinging, tell -zone, shoveling

jerk that you are.

Wow, that sounds like

way too much work.

Good speech, though.

Yesterday's have lighted fools the way
to dust.

Wait,

Lauren. Does Faith really capture the
nihilism Macbeth is feeling?

Or is his struggle inherently
represented by the

scarcity and turmoil of the Wild West?

Asha. You beautiful genius.

Are you saying what I think you're
saying?

Let's take this play back to 1885.

What are you putting your brush down
for?

You heard the woman.

Settle up, guys.

I just figured out a way to get back at
Rowan. Or get Rowan back.

Uh -oh.

Okay, I just need to prove to him that
breaking up with me was the biggest

mistake of his life. Well, as long as
it's just that.

Okay, Rowan's really excited about
running for president, right?

All right.

And he only broke up with me because I
didn't believe in him. Right?

Yeah.

Well, I was just telling the truth.

And he thought I was being mean. But
what he doesn't realize is that the

is almost always mean.

So all I need to do is show him the
truth about the truth.

Make sense?

I don't get it.

I think I'm following.

I need to convince Nate Reed to run for
student body president.

Uh, yeah, I don't get it either.

Oh, my God, it's so obvious.

I need to prove to Rowan that student
government is just a big, dumb

contest, so I get Nate Reed, a literal
human hot dog who has no redeeming

qualities whatsoever, get him to run
against Rowan, win, and then Rowan sees

that he was naive and I was right the
entire time.

Or... you could just go to Rowan and
apologize.

Apologize for being right?

Well, when you put it like that... Guys,
trust me, this is going to work.

And then Rowan will beg to take me back.
Everything will go back to normal.

Oh, shoot. I'm already behind schedule.
Ellie, wait!

She's not actually going to be able to
convince me to run.

Right.

Step one.

Elect the hot dog.

Vote for Rowan.

Atta boy, Rowan.

Add the hot dog's name to the sign -up
sheet without getting caught.

Step two.

Make sure other candidates drop out so
that it's just Rowan versus hot dog.

OMG, can you believe Nate Reed is
running for president?

He's going to win in a landslide.

He'd have to be crazy to run against
him, right?

Step three.

Generate enough buzz about Nate's
campaign that when Quinn finds out,

super impressed.

Vote for Nate.

Homework easier.

Yes?

More field trips.

Nate Reed wants to make every day taco
day.

He wants to get serious.

Nate Reed wants to get serious.

Nate Reed wants to get serious.

Seriously, what could go wrong?

Get serious?

What? You tell me, Nate, is this
supposed to be funny?

What? I've been in the student
government since the sixth grade, and

going to turn it into some joke?

Quinn, I literally have no idea. What
you're doing?

Of course you don't.

You'd make an awful president, Nate.

So why don't you go erase your name, and
then we can pretend like this never

happened.

I'd make a great president.

What?

I'm going to be an amazing president.

Actually.

And no, I'm not doing it to win you
back.

I'm doing it because I think it's time
for me to get serious.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to
pitch.

Oh.

We need to talk.

Hey, um, yeah, give me a sec.

You can't be in here. You wrote my

name on that letter?

What?

No, no way.

Okay, I did. I wrote it. But you looked
so sad at the diner, and I figured if I

signed you up for president, it would
get Quinn's attention.

Well, thanks, Max.

It did get her attention, and now she
hates me.

What?

She wanted you to get serious, didn't
she? Well, yeah, but she thinks I'm,

trolling her or whatever.

Well, that's an easy fix.

Just take it seriously, do a great job,
and win the election.

Um, duh. I already thought of that.

Super! Then this was a really fun
conversation. I'll see you. I can't do

my own.

You signed me up, right?

So now you're going to help me.

Just give me a chance, Max. That's not
my name.

Just hear me out.

Your man, Rowan.

What about him?

That's your dude, right?

Is he the only other person running for
president?

So? So be my campaign manager.

You see us together and he gets totally
jealous.

He'll be begging to have you back.
Rowan's not the jealous type.

Alex, trust me.

When I'm around, Every guy's the jealous
type.

I'll get Quinn, you get Rowan.

Okay, you're the most popular guy in
school, right? You really don't need my

help. Yeah, but you love all this porn
school stuff.

Plus, you're on my team. Quinn will know
this isn't just some joke.

So, what do you say?

You said no?

Uh, yeah.

I hate him.

Like, more than anyone in the entire
universe.

Good. This plan is already way out of
hand, Elle. Just let it be.

What? No, that's so boring.

What would Lady Macbeth do?

She'd plot a regicide, go crazy with
guilt, and die offstage.

Exactly.

Learn from the best.

Hey, Asha, do you think we could finally
settle on an aesthetic for the show?

People seem really excited about the
Western idea. Do I look like I care what

the people are excited about?

Art cannot be rushed, Jules, so I will
not let you rush it. Okay?

Like I was saying, Lady Macbeth isn't
normal like us.

She's crazy.

Okay, well, I'm not going to go crazy.
But I'm not backing down either.

I have another plan.

No.

There's more.

What's next?

Got a dash.

No!

No. Goodbye. Please.

Please.

I'm so sorry.

Ellie?

Gloria?

Try again.

Mrs. Everdeen, you are actually the
person I was looking for.

Mm -hmm. I know you've memorized my
schedule. You can't prove that.

But while I have you here, a resume
detailing my extensive leadership

and why I would be a perfect candidate
for the PCLA summer program. For

did you know that I'm president of
McMahon's Robotics Club? I do know that.

also know that you're the only member.

Well played. But there are plenty of
other experiences on there I think you

would really... Ellie, look at Mr.
Krabs.

That is what leadership looks like.

It's about inspiring your peers and
bringing out the best in your fellow

students. I'm sure your resume is great,
but if you really want this, don't tell

me, show me.

We got all your favorites. Mac and
cheese, pork chops, and biscuits.

Dad, this is way too much. So we'll have
leftovers.

And save room, because I got ice cream
cake waiting in the freezer.

Does it say I'm sorry about your breakup
on top?

Guilty as charged.

Promise I'll wipe it off?

What do you say we get out of here after
this?

Go bowling, knock down some pins, talk
about our feelings?

Specifically yours?

Really, Dad? I'm fine.

Breakups are hard, Al. I mean, you and
Rowan have been together for years.

It's not easy letting go.

Well, I don't have to let go.

I have a plan.

Oh, boy.

And does it happen to revolve around
acceptance and inner healing?

Do you want me to lie to you and say
that it does?

No. No, no, no.

Then I won't.

Nate? How did you get my number?

Some theater person gave it to me.

So, you think about my offer?

Uh, yeah. And I already told you I'm not
doing it. How many times have you

texted him?

Not that many.

And he's ignoring your calls.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You're too desperate, Max.

You gotta make him want you.

And the best way to do that is by
spending time around me.

Join my campaign.

And I promise you, the second he sees us
together, he'll start texting you back.

But what's it gonna be, Max?

Let Rowan go?

Or get back in the game?

Fine.

I'm in.

Sick. I'll text you.

Cool.

All right.

You're in it now, Ellie. No backing out.

You are Lady Macbeth.

What's up, Max?

Nate, why are we meeting here?

I like it here.

It's the only place I can go to escape
the crowd, you know?

Oh, God.

Okay, let's just get to work.

Take out a notebook.

Why? Because we have to prep.

Presidential candidates have to attend
all campaign events.

There's the town hall, the debate, the
caucus.

And you have to set up a fundraiser for
the student carnival.

Sounds like a lot of work.

It is.

Are you going to quit?

No. I'm in it to win it. Seriously.

Great. Then take out a notebook.

I don't have one.

What?

What's in your backpack?

Comic books, half a pack of ChocoBirds,
and my lunch flops.

Lunch flops?

The flip flops I wear at lunch?

Okay, well, what's this?

Uh... Nothing.

Okay, this week is your first campaign
event. You'll have to write a brief

speech about a topic you care about, and
then it opens up to a Q &A.

And I may be grasping at straws here,
but is there anything you're concerned

about at school?

I want to get rid of detention.

Nate, you just said you were going to
try your hardest. This is me trying my

hardest. Okay, well, even if getting rid
of detention was a good idea, which

it's not, it would be totally impossible
to implement.

Just because something's impossible
doesn't mean it's not worth trying.

Look, Max, I really do need your help
with all the boring school stuff, like

meetings and the flyers and all the
election regulations.

But when it comes to the people, I know
what's good.

Do you?

of McMahon High School. Welcome to the
first campaign event of the year.

We'll begin with the candidates running
for student president who will give a

speech followed by a brief Q &A.

Okay. Quinn is front and center.

Cool. Are you nervous?

Me?

Oh, yeah.

I'm so nervous.

Okay, funny, but there's a lot of people
out there and if I were you, I would be

nervous.

No, Pam, you've got the wrong guy.

Okay.

Don't blow it.

I won't.

What's

good,

McMahon?

What up?

My name is Nate Reed, and I'm going to
be president.

Well, I'm running for president.

You guys will get to decide who actually
gets it.

You know.

There's a democracy.

And stuff.

Look, y 'all.

I'm here to talk about one thing and one
thing only.

No more detention!

Woohoo!

You want to get rid of detention
entirely?

So, what, you and your friends can keep
drawing penises on my backpack without

any consequences?

Well, no.

That's...

I haven't done that since middle school,
bro.

Maybe detention did its job then.

Are we supposed to live in a school
where you and your friends can do

you want?

No, dude.

I'm saying... A

lot

of you haven't ever been in detention
before, have

you?

You sit in a classroom while a teacher
gives you a speech about crime and

punishment that makes you sit in
silence.

And it's sad because you know you're
going to see that teacher the next day.

But instead of looking at you like one
of the good kids, they look at you like

some failure.

And if it happens a few times, they
treat you like a failure too.

And when they treat you like that, you
start to believe them.

I know I've taken jokes too far with a
lot of you.

And I'm sorry, but detention doesn't fix
that.

You know what I did in detention after
drawing all those dicks?

I drew even more.

How much better would it be if I got to
work at a soup kitchen?

Or like, take an old lady salsa dancing?

Or just do anything that made me feel
like I was capable of more than what

people expected of me.

So I say, detention can eat my ass.

And if you elect me, I'm getting rid of
it.

That's all my time, folks.

Shout out to Streaker and the boys.

Shout out to my awesome campaign
manager.

Ellie Pierce?

Who is Ellie Pierce? Thank you, Nate.

Oh, okay.

Great.

Thank you, Mr. Reed.

Hey, Rowan.

So you're helping Nate, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

I really liked your speech. It was a
great point about recycling.

I don't get it.

Ellie, you hate him.

He's not supposed to make me jealous.

What?

Not everything's about you.

Why? Are you jealous?

Miss Pierce.

I'm surprised.

You are?

Well, Nate's speech was a little rough
around the edges, but this is what I've

been looking for.

Running Nate's campaign, helping him
reach his full potential.

That's leadership.

Yes, right. Of course.

Leadership. Because I'm a leader.

Good luck, Miss Pierce.

I'll be watching this campaign very
closely.

See? It's not about you.

It's about...

Leadership. I mean, can you believe how
dumb people are?

At first I was like, oh no, I'm screwed.
But then he opened his mouth and

delivered a bunch of Nate Reed nonsense
and all these sheeple were like, I love

you, Nate.

Oh, I actually like the speech.

Lauren. I did too.

I had never thought about detention
being like that before.

Because it's stupid. He wants to get rid
of the place where we send bad kids so

that the bad kids can keep terrorizing
the rest of us.

Maybe. Hey.

If your plan works and they selected
president, I'm at least happy he cares

about something.

Yeah.

About that?

I haven't been entirely honest with you.

Please tell me there isn't another
Inception layer to this plan.

There is a whole extra layer to this
plan, and it's exactly like Inception.

Lauren, I will not be silent.

Look. Since the moment I put his name
down on that sheet, I knew Nate Reed,

trusted servant of the devil, could
never be president.

No matter how badly I want Rowan back,
I'm not evil enough to sacrifice our

school to a year of Nate's cruel, dick
-obsessed leadership.

So, I did what I do best.

My research.

If a student officer is found in
violation of the Code of Conduct, they

disqualified from holding office, and
their backup candidate will serve the

remainder of the term.

Which leads me to step five.

Disqualify Nate Reed after he wins, of
course.

I'll continue to impress Mrs. Everdeen
by running a flawless campaign.

No more bad things.

Good things only.

Then, once Nate wins, I'll move in and
save the day.

Nate is disqualified, Rowan is
president, and I secure my final

Everybody wins.

What about Nate?

What about him?

Isn't that, like, really mean?

Meaner than everything he's done to us
over the last 12 years?

Look, honestly, he won't even care.

He's just doing this to get Quinn's
attention, and with this plan, he gets

and he doesn't have to do any of the
work of being president.

If he found out, he'd thank me.

Okay, just be yourself.

Don't look at me. Okay.

What's the plan?

Now that we've announced your campaign,
you need to form a coalition of voters.

80 % of students are involved in
extracurriculars, so these endorsements

crucial. Okay.

Just make friends?

Easy. Nope. These aren't normal
students, Nate.

Improv. Yearbook Club. The Coalition of
Bisexual Gardeners. They don't want to

suffer. They want to see what you can do
for them.

Hi, Nate.

What's up? Lucas Ryan. Science Club. He
wants me beakers for AP Chem.

Lucas! I was just thinking of you. Man,
I cannot stand the terrible supplies

that we have in AP Chem.

Gotta change, right?

Exactly right.

Wait, you're an AP?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Divya Murhavi goes by Div LaCroix.

Yeah, dude, I'm not blind.

Yo, Div, how's the team?

Could be better.

Girl soccer team gets all the best
practice, Lot.

Damn, it's all frustrating.

Don't. She's trying to see if you'll pit
women's teams against each other.

But the boys' soccer team uses that
field, too. Now, Evie, I'm too

but I feel like teams should be split in
field time equally.

Regardless of gender.

Yeah. Maybe I'm too progressive, laying
it on a bit thick, don't you think?

Not if it works.

Hey, Quinn Jacobs, student president.

Hey, hang up.

No, it's good, Quinn.

You look good.

It's nice to see you actually applying
yourself.

You like my campaign?

Student body seems to.

Yeah, it's not the body I'm asking
about.

Ugh, really?

So, you going to Streaker's party?

Maybe.

Don't get too cocky, Nate.

You don't have my vote.

Yet.

No.

We've still got work to do.

Wow. I already found somebody else to
push around, huh?

Uh, no, about me, um... No, it's fine.

I'm just surprised.

That's all.

Yeah, to be honest, me too.

Well, I better get out there.

I'll be seeing ya.

What?

I don't know.

Okay, um, bye.

Bye, Ron.

Bye.

Bro,

I heard all of that.

I'm sorry, but...

You have no riz.

Shut up.

You're late.

Student body president. Can't sleep
until noon, mate.

Showbacks. Too lucky I'm working on a
weekend at all.

Yes, I'm so very honored. Do you want
some coffee?

No, thanks.

Speed Demon?

No, thanks.

So, what's first?

Town Hall.

It's a Q &A, so you won't need to write
a big speech.

But you will have to write a bunch of
mini -speeches for every potential

question that comes up, and then you're
going to have to memorize every single

one of those.

I read all of these campaign books last
night, and I've got some really great

ideas on how to start preparing.

You spent your Friday night... reading?

Normally at my game night.

But... Rowan.

Take notes.

So you draw?

No. I mean, a little, but... Nothing
serious.

Why Rhino?

Oh, um...

My dad used to take me to work
sometimes.

He owns a car dealership.

And he would just leave me in his office
to watch his nature documentaries.

I found out that rhinos are going
extinct, so I started drawing them. That

I'd remember what they look like.

That's actually nice.

That's stupid.

But it made sense when I was five.

May I?

Sure.

The rhinos are definitely you.

Yeah.

Is this one me?

Yeah.

Nate, thanks for not drawing me as a
giant maxi pad.

Thanks for not making fun of my drawing.

The campaign.

Right. Town Hall is going to be the most
rigorous event, so we really need to

nail it if we want to impress Mrs.
Everdeen.

The students.

Wait a minute.

Nate Reed?

Wow. I haven't seen you since eighth
grade graduation.

Well, you've turned into a handsome
young man.

Dad. Hey, you still play baseball?

Yeah. How's your season going?

Good. Added some speed to my fastball,
so.

Oh, that's great. You know, we should go
to one of his games sometime.

Yeah, but right now we really need to
focus.

I'm so sorry about him. He gets very
invested.

It'd be wild if your dad showed up to a
game before mine did.

Your dad doesn't go to your games?

Nah, he's too busy at the dealership
working on our future.

Because he wants me to take over one
day.

Is that what you want?

I guess.

I mean, what else am I going to do?

Oh, my God.

Is that your mom?

Yeah.

Bro, why is she dressed like a fish?

It was my birthday party.

Was that funny to you?

I mean, a little.

Well, it was Finding Nemo themed.

Oh. It was my favorite movie. I was
obsessed with it.

And that was the last party that she
threw for me.

Wait. Wait, Ellie, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

She thought you could party, though?

Yeah.

She set up the whole house so you could
walk through the movie.

My room was the coral reef, and the
garden was the jellyfish canyon.

And she made these costumes.

She was Marlin. I was Nemo.

Mine even had the lucky fin.

Which I... I didn't even end up wearing.

I refused because, uh...

It wasn't just like the movie, and I
assumed everyone would hate it and think

was stupid, and obviously it wasn't. It
was the best birthday ever.

So I never wore it, and we don't have a
matching picture together, and I do not

know why I'm telling you this. No, you
don't gotta.

You know what?

It's fine. It was old stuff, so let's
just focus on this.

What was her name?

It was me.

Dude, I'll say it.

That was really hot.

What?

She sounds really cool, too.

Yeah.

Did you just bring up my dead mom to get
out of studying?

Oh, my God, no. Because that's exactly
the kind of political pizzazz I want to

see.

Nicely done.

You scared me. Well, good.

Read this front to back. I'm going to
text you later.

Ellie.

Hey, Ellie.

Ellie, Beyonce just died.

Ellie, one of your boobs is just like
hanging out your sleeve.

Ellie, are you staring at Rowan?

What?

Who, who, Rowan? That Rowan? No.

No, I don't. No.

No. And how is your plan going, Macbeth?

Uh, Lady Macbeth.

And, uh, my plan's going awesome.

Like, really great.

Better than hers, probably.

Jesus, Ellie, have you read the play?

Why is Sweetbird coming over here?

Yo, Max!

I heard you and my man have been
studying out the store.

Um, yeah, we've been trying to prep. Oh,
chill, chill.

I just, like, I've never seen my dude
work this hard, and that's really dope.

But I wanted to invite you to my pool
party this weekend. I've got the coffee

myself because my dad's in trouble with
the FBI.

I'm solo dolo in the mansion crib while
he's seeking amnesty

abroad.

I'd invite you guys to, but I don't know
you, so I'm not gonna.

Fair enough.

Um, yeah.

I guess I could... Max, let's go!

Ellie Pierce?

At a party?

Not for fun, okay?

For you know what?

If I'm gonna catch Nate raking the
rules, this is where I'm gonna do it,

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Hi. Sorry, you can go first. No, you...
Okay, I'm

going to go first then.

Okay.

No bathing suit?

Around these people?

No, thank you.

Well, bathing suit or not, I'm proud of
you.

I'm glad you're giving Nate a chance to
make amends.

Oh, Nate is not interested in making
amends.

He's just doing this to impress his ex
-girlfriend, and once that's over, he'll

never speak to me again.

Trust me, Nate Reed does not care about
me at all.

What are you doing here?

Your house is on the way to Streaker's.

Plus, I thought you might skip if I
didn't.

You really wanted me to come?

Of course.

And you're not just inviting me so you
can shove me in the pool and film it in

slow motion and, like, put it up on
TikTok or whatever?

That's a very specific fear.

Tyler McCoy, last year.

Arthur!

Right. Well, promise to not push you in
the pool then.

Okay. I'll go get my coat.

Coat?

Have you ever been to a pool party? So
many.

I'm just gonna change.

Nice coat.

Shut up.

Oh. My.

God.

Is this a party for your campaign?

Guess so.

Once Riku realized he had stickers with
my face on it, he kind of went a little

crazy. Why don't you design some
campaign posters? You're the artist.

What do you mean?

Your sketches.

You think that stuff's good?

Doesn't everybody?

I don't know.

I only ever showed you.

A drink for the lady? No, I am not
trying to get wasted.

Spike Seltzer is practically water.

Yo, Nate!

Help me with these racks, bro!

I gotta go help set up. Just try to have
fun. I'll be right back.

on this, like, gluten keto paleo diet?

Oh.

You know, I was really mad when I found
out he was running for president. I

thought he was going to make a stupid
joke like he does with everything, but

this version of Nate, it's like I don't
even recognize him.

Vote for Nate.

Vote for Nate.

You guys dated for, like, three years.

The Nate I dated was... Okay, look.

This is what he texted me the day we
broke up.

Such clarity, like, I need more.

It's perfect.

What? It's, uh, you're, you're perfect.

Too perfect to be hanging around that
guy.

Trust me, I am far from perfect. I don't
know.

That was, like, so messed up. Oh, it's
fine. They do it every party.

Thank you.

Anyway, I'm, um... I'm just happy he
meets with someone who makes him

want to try. What?

Sorry.

With someone?

Working with someone who actually cares
about school issues.

Yeah. Right.

Yes, of course.

Anyway, no more student government talk.
We're at a party, right?

Step up because it's time to go. Step

up because it's time to go.

Life's a treadmill and I'm just
stepping. My hometown to me because I'm

repping. Touch your mouth because my
class in session.

I'ma show you what I'm first, not
second. Nostalgia is king and I breathe

essence. Bang, bang, bang. I'm a lyrical
weapon.

Choose your fighter wisely. We not
friends online.

Don't type me.

Hit you with the one, two. Pow, pow,
pow.

Jump to the beat. Everybody.

Pow.

Wanna play Pong?

Did you just call me Ellie?

Guess I did.

Wait, are you drunk?

No. You said these were basically water.

Basically water, not actually water.

So, wanna play?

I don't really wanna play with clean.

Nah, I wanna play with you.

I thought I'd finally be better than you
at something.

Come on. Come on!

Go! Go!

What the hell is that?

You said you never played.

It's just physics.

Yo, Max is insane.

Yo, her name is Ellie.

It's okay. It's fine. No, it's not.

Look, I'm sorry about the whole Max
thing, Elle.

You let that go on for way too long.

Oh, God. Lighten up. It's just a joke.

If we lose, I'll do a naked lap around
the block.

What happens if we lose, Streaker?

Don't worry about it.

All right.

If you make this, we

win. Okay?

That's it, John.

We got this.

Love I'll keep the fear at bay You bring
the love Love

I'll chase the clouds away You bring the
love

Love

Well, then you're probably not... done.

You're going the wrong way. My whole
life is going the wrong way.

Okay? Rowan hates me, and I've got a
throw -up in my hair, and I'm caught in

middle of this complicated plan. I mean,
I don't know what's right anymore.

That isn't that complicated.

You don't... You don't get it.

What don't I get?

See, I'm...

Oh, my lunch flops.

Call Nate.

Ali, what's good?

Did you tell anyone that I puked?

Nuh -uh.

How you feeling?

On the verge of death.

And I'm dizzy.

Sounds about right.

But we still need to work.

Okay.

The town hall is coming up this week,
and we need to be prepared to

impress Clint.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

Right.

So... So... So... Um...

So, I gotta go.

Later.

Leaper.

Pretty polished.

Very presidential.

Um, did you practice?

Because you know the key to any fair
policy is a well -structured compromise.

Ellie, please. People hate compromise.

And they love me.

Okay, if the candidates will be seated,
it's time to begin.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Everyone. Students have submitted their
most pressing questions, and the

candidates will take turns answering.

Okay. First question up.

It's from Sarah M.

Like so many students, I stay up late.
So, Nate, snap me any time my handle

is... Sarah, what was your plan here?

Okay, next question.

From Michaela C.

How will you improve the food in the
cafeteria?

Rowan, you first.

I will be proposing a student co -op. So
every week, a rotating group of

students will shop, meal prep, and cook
together before school.

It's healthy, tasty, and educational.

Nate, your proposal?

Okay, let's see. Brings up a great point
here.

The food in this cafeteria blows.

Sorry, Denise.

And we've got to change that.

So I think the solution here is obvious.

Freedom.

Why just settle for the cafeteria menu
when we can get it delivery?

And get it through to make man high
access to so much more.

Isn't that what you and your friends do
all the time anyway?

You know, it's against policy.

Well, yeah, but just because we're test
piloting it for everyone.

Okay, don't say everyone when you know
not everyone can afford it. Hey, rich

people have problems too.

My dad's an international criminal.

Next question is from Chris R.

Right now, school athletics receives
significantly more funding than other

programs. Do you think this should be
balanced? And if so, how?

Nate?

What was his name?

Chris R.

Well, it's a great question, Chris.

You know, we can't keep relying on
school funding. They can't support

every group equally.

So I think it's time we...

We

have to compromise.

A word I'm sure some of you are shocked
I can pronounce.

I think it's time that we all start
working together.

The baseball team can't keep relying on
school funding when other teams have to

raise money themselves.

So I think it's time the baseball team
holds a fundraiser.

How about a car wash?

Anybody trying to watch me get dirty
while your car gets clean?

You're in way over your head, Ellie.

What?

No, I'm not.

I see the way you look at Nate. Is this
even about Rowan anymore?

Hold that thought.

Have you guys ever seen fish?

Because they don't have cheetah spots.

This is drama club. Aren't we supposed
to express ourselves?

Expressing oneself is for upperclassmen.

Jules. Okay.

Have you ever seen a fish that looks
like this before?

Well, no, I haven't.

I'm with Aja on this one.

What is going on with you and Nate?

I'm the director. There's nothing going
on.

Look, I'm so close now.

Once I get Rowan elected, everything's
going to be perfect. He's going to thank

me. And so will Nate.

and you're, like, sure that you saw them
together?

Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes.

Quinn tried to make this whole breakup
about, like, psychoanalyzing me, but she

just wanted to bank some college guys.

That's it. Period.

I don't know.

What? You got some other theory?

Quinn is one of the coolest girls I've
ever met.

Okay.

Did you ever actually, like, let her see
you?

The real you?

Because it seems like she only ever got
the dumb bro persona.

What? I don't got a persona.

Really?

So, dude, let's go to Streaker's and get
some beers with the boys.

I've never said that.

It's exactly what you sound like.

All right, now guess who I am.

Oh, I'm Ellie.

I read big, boring books made out of
paper. And I'm way smarter than every

person everywhere.

Okay, well, all books are made out of
paper, thank you. And second, it really

isn't fun to guess if you have to start
it with, my name's Ellie.

Hurts, doesn't it?

That's not what I sound like. You sure?

100%. Huh.

Okay, whatever.

Are we both obnoxious then?

Yeah, maybe.

And you know what?

I'm never going to change.

I won't if you won't.

Cheers.

What? Are you selling cookies?

Let me get my wife.

Lynn, cookie girl! No, I'm... I'm Ellie.

Pierce?

I'm helping Nate with his campaign for
president.

Of America?

Of McMahon High.

I'm sorry, there's been a mistake.

Nate in student government?

No, it's true.

And he's doing a great job.

And he's an artist.

He designed everything in there.

Okay, look.

I don't know what he's got you thinking,
but I promise you, Nate's a good

salesman. I mean, he learned from the
best.

But behind his charm, the kid is a D2
pitcher with C -plus grades.

He's not an artist, and he's not going
to be some student body president.

Oh, don't feel bad.

You're not the first girl to show up on
our doorstep chasing after our son.

I'm not some girl who's in love with
Nate.

In fact, a few months ago, I really
couldn't stand him. But working with

this campaign has shown me that I was
wrong.

And I hate being wrong. So with all due
respect, Mr. Reed, Nate is capable of a

lot more than you give him credit for.

Hey,

where's our booth?

You're looking at it.

What about everything we planned?

Did your dad pull out our supplies?

He'll see.

Hey, Divya, got 20 bucks?

Maybe. Want to throw a pie in my face?

Absolutely.

Voila. Here you go. How about it?

For real? No, seriously.

Go on.

Okay.

Bet I deserve that.

Yeah, you do.

Yummy.

At least it tastes good.

I think it's what I want, what I really
want.

Okay.

One pie left.

Come on, Elle.

You know you want to.

You know what?

I really don't.

Well, I do.

It's, uh... I was for the pool last
year.

Hey.

You know, I usually hate when people go
off book, but...

Nate, that was amazing.

Thanks.

They really got me there, didn't they?

Yes, they did.

Hey.

You want to go?

It's like they're packing up, so.

Uh, sure.

What? You nervous now?

That is way steeper than they looked
over there. You'll be fine. I'll take

of you. Come on.

I've got it.

Thanks.

What is it?

Um, I have something for you.

It's a little comic I made for you about
us.

Um, sorry.

I just thought it could be like a little
thank you gift.

No, I... I love it.

Thank you.

This is, um... This is more than I
deserve.

What are you talking about?

If it wasn't for you signing me up...

I'd never have done any of that.

I have to go.

Ellie!

Ellie, wait!

Wake up, wake up. It's election day.

Is it too late to get hit by a bus?

Uh, nope. You got plenty of time for
that.

I can't believe I'm saying this, Aja,
but I care about him.

What about Rowan?

I don't know.

Did Lady Beth ever have to choose
between two boys?

No. She... Just read the play, Ellie.

Okay, look.

If I show Miss Everdeen this video, Nate
gets disqualified and Rowan wins.

Everything goes back to normal.

But maybe I don't want it to go back to
normal.

Hmm.

What happened to underwater cowboys?

I decided my vision was better suited to
the black box.

And the entire crew revolted against me.

Guess you weren't the only one being a
little extra this semester.

Well, you know what?

I'm done scheming.

Where's Lauren? She's kind of missing a
big moment here.

It's election day, remember?

She's voting.

And finding me a new crew.

Hey, Lauren.

Hey, Rowan. You look great, man.

Thanks.

Hey, I... Are Nate and Ellie together?

I don't actually really know. Hello,
please, look. I know we don't really

anymore, but if the work that we put
into our Minecraft server meant anything

you, I really need to know the truth.

Bro, Ellie is not together with Nate at
all.

She's not even really helping him. She's
doing all this for you.

What?

Where is she?

What if it's the play? Oh, I thought you
were going to say me.

Are you serious, Ellie?

I'm sorry.

I had to tell him. I am not good under
pressure. Okay, Rowan, whatever she

it's really, it's not like that. It's
not?

Then what is it, Ellie? Because to me,
it sounds like you convinced Nate to run

for president, pretended to be his
friend, and now you're going to get him

disqualified, maybe even suspended.

And for what? Rowan, I wasn't. This
whole thing was a mistake.

No, no, Ellie.

This wasn't a mistake.

This was another one of your plans where
you have to control everyone around

you. You could have just helped me with
my campaign.

You know, you think you're so much
better than everybody else, but you're

You think you're just a bigger dick than
everybody else. This was me, Ellie.

We need you for the final assembly.

In just a minute, our candidate for
president will be joining me on stage.

I just want to say... Hey, Ron.

Good luck, man.

Yeah.

You too.

You know, I was thinking a lot about
what you said about detention, and

you're so right. So I talked to my
Nana's nursing home, and they'd love to

have student volunteers cooking or salsa
dancing, anything.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah.

I'll see you out there.

See you.

Look, I need to tell you something.

About you and that other guy?

What? What are you talking about?

I saw you guys together.

I mean, probably stronger than him.

And I could definitely jump higher than
he can. But who cares?

We have to have grown up.

Just like you wanted.

We can thank Ellie for that.

Ellie?

Yeah.

She actually believes in me. No, Nate,
she's using you.

What are you talking about?

No, she's not.

Nate, I promise you, she is.

Let me show you something.

Welcome, McMahon students. It's time to
announce the winner of this year's

student presidential election.

Nate, I've been looking all over for
you.

I have something to tell you.

I don't want to hear it.

It's been a hard -fought battle between
our two candidates, so let's give them a

round of applause.

Steve, it's important.

Why'd you do all this, Ellie?

What do you mean?

Why'd you write my name on that list?

Because. To impress Quinn.

Yeah.

About Quinn.

Why'd you DM yourself that video from
her phone?

Nate, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Just for once, I thought somebody
actually believed in me.

Congrats, Ellie.

Your plan worked.

Ladies and gentlemen, please put your
hands together for the next student body

president, Nate Reeves.

Nate Reed, to the stage, please.

Hello?

My

name

is Nate Reed.

And I never wanted to be president.

I got into this election to prove myself
to a girl.

And I stayed in it to prove myself to
another girl.

And all that that proved was that they
were right about me.

Everyone was right about me.

But even if I got into this for the
wrong reasons, I'm going to get out of

for the right ones.

So as my first official act as
president, I resign.

Rowan's going to fix the tension.

How cool is that?

This is the thing that I said.

But he's actually going to do it.

But I can't.

Sorry.

Thank you, Mr. Reid, for that unorthodox
speech.

And I guess congratulations to the next
president of McMahon High, Rowan

Cronin.

I'm sorry.

I know how hard you worked on this
campaign, and it's never easy to see

work go to waste.

Luckily, this wasn't a waste.

I'm going to call the Pre -College
Leadership Academy later today.

I want to tell them about a rising star
here at McMahon, Ellie Pierce, a

brilliant engineer and a strong leader,
even when things don't go exactly as

planned.

I mean, for a second there, he even had
me thinking that Nate Reed could be a

great president.

I'm never the one to break down.

I've been losing the ground.

Oh, baby, you've been breaking hearts.

And I know because I played the part.
And I wish that I could just go back to

the start.

Don't take it out on the Macintosh. I'm
not upset.

Oh, are you sure?

Why would I be upset?

This is all Nate's fault.

Because if he didn't call me Maxie Pad,
then I never would have bonded with

Rowan, who would have never asked me to
be his girlfriend, and then he wouldn't

have broken my heart, and I never would
have come up with this insane plan in

the first place.

Are you sure that's the takeaway here?
I'm fine.

So just forget about it.

Hey, um, now, I don't have all the
specifics, but it sounds to me like

held on to some things too tight.

Now, maybe you did some things that
you're not proud of, and maybe you hurt

people that you care about, but that's
just part of growing up.

Now, I don't know if you can fix things
with Nate or with Rowan. I don't know

that.

But the only way to find out is to own
up to your mistakes, apologize, and let

go.

What if I can't?

You can.

Trust me, you're going to regret it if
you don't.

Deanna Coyne.

And you're Ellie Pierce, McMahon High
School?

I follow your GitHub and Stack Overflow.

Your explainer on object -oriented
programming basically taught me how to

Wow.

Thanks. No, thank you. Seriously.

I am so excited to finally be around
people who are worth my time. Yeah.

Sorry. Wait.

What? I don't know what the... Culture
is like at McMahon, but Horton is filled

with lazy hormonal losers when they care
about where the next party is.

Excited to be around some winners for a
change.

Wow.

Is any of that even true?

Excuse me?

I mean, how do you know that's all they
care about?

Have you ever actually taken the time to
get to know them?

Also, parties can be fun.

That's actually the whole point of
having them.

If you look at the world in terms of
winners and losers, you're going to end

misjudging a lot of people and missing
out on a lot of good times, and oh my

God.

Are you me?

Am I the bad guy?

Oh my God, have I been the bad guy this
whole time?

Are you having a mental breakdown?

Fiona Coyne?

Well, Ellie, this was disappointing.

Hey, you an artist?

Uh, no, but...

My friend is.

Never mind, then.

Actually, he's more than a friend.

But after everything I put him through,
he's so talented.

He just doesn't see it, and I wish I
could show him how talented he is, but

too late, you know?

Okay, well, you can let him know it's
not too late to submit a portfolio and

considered for our summer program.

Hey, Quinn.

You told Nate about the video?

Yeah.

Sorry, but also not really.

Wait, what's going on? What video?

Oh, my God, he's British.

Ellie, this is my cousin, Adam.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

And for what it's worth, I wasn't going
to go through with it.

I believe you.

But Nate still deserves to know the
truth.

And I was jealous.

Of me?

You're perfect.

You got a perfect SAT score. I lied,
okay? I got a 1570. Hey, that's still an

exceptional score.

The way Nate looks at you, tries with
you, he never did that for me.

So yeah, I was like a little jealous.

Pizza's ready.

We'll see you around.

And... Adam?

Please don't tell anyone about my SAT
score.

Sir Rowan, my deepest apologies for
everything.

You are a great adventurer, and I wish
you luck on the quest to come.

I built you what future wizards will
call a phone app.

May it aid you as you take the throne of
McMahon High.

Forever in your corner, Ellie.

Twenty -five.

Twenty -six.

Twenty -seven.

Yo.

Oh, um, yes, sir. This is Nate Reed.

No.

What summer program is this?

Crazy thing just happened.

I cut off for the spot at the Super
Fancy Summer Art Program.

Really?

Are you going to go?

Yeah, I think so.

Some of my folks were going to say no at
first, but now my dad wants me to quit

baseball and make NFTs.

I don't think people make NFTs anymore.

Why'd you do this, Ellie?

Okay, I wasn't trying to meddle. It's
just I saw this booth and...

I told them about you and then I sent
them a copy of Nate and Ellie and I

applied under your name and... Nate,
they loved it.

So is that your new plan?

Get us both in the same summer program
so you could what?

Have me run for the office of campus
dumbass?

No.

I just wanted you to see how talented
you are.

And... I won't be there this summer, so
if you do decide to go, you'll have the

whole campus to yourself.

Why won't you be there?

Just decided it wasn't the right fit.

Oh.

Do they really love Nate and Ellie?

Yeah.

And so do I.

Yeah.

I mean, like...

You know what I mean.

Does that mean you forgive me? Oh God,
no.

I just feel bad for you.

Now that I'm this big artist and you're
just so high school.

I got a three, a seven, and a skull.

Ooh, wrong dice, Nate.

Saving throws are 1d20 plus dex bonus
plus proficiency if you're

proficient. Uh, Aja, tell us what
happens with a three and a seven and a

What? That's not... There's no...
Improv! Ellie, back me up here. That's

the rules. Aja, just make it up. Okay.

With the skull, you weren't so lucky.
The spider queen.

She stands up from her spider throne.

She walks towards you. She opens her
eyes and shoots baby spiders all over

They're crawling all over you and
they're biting you.

Maybe I wasn't entirely right about
everything this year. That emotionally

stunted monster turned out to be a
pretty great guy.

And the other one?

Well,

not everybody changes in high school.

Get up, get up, get up.

What up, everyone?

Aster Angel here. And I'm Paris Perales,
and we are so excited... To finally

show you a sneak peek of our brand new
movie, Kissing is the Easy Part. It's

coming soon, only on Tubi, but the
question is, is it really the easy part?

Hi.

Hi.

Thank you for the other night.

Yeah, yeah, no, no problem.

Uh, your hair smells.

Sorry, are you busy?

Generally? Yes. No, I mean, not now.

Later.

Like later today?

Are you asking me out?

Yeah, yes, I am.

Would you like to date?

I mean, go on a date with me.

What do you have in mind?

Maybe we could study or something.

Your place?

Cool. It's a date.

It's a date.

Thank you.