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Yeah, you can come over whenever.

I think it'll be really fun.

Yeah, okay.

Bye, Gemma.

What will be really fun?

Jeez, how long have you been there?

Are you going to a party?

Maybe.

Tell me everything.

Just this girl, Gemma. You know, from Cheer.

Her boyfriend's having a little, tiny get-together.

How tiny are we talking about?

Can you just tell mom I'm staying over at Ellie's?

Promise?

I don't have a good feeling about this.

You ready for boot camp class?

Absolutely. Wait, it's actually called boot camp? I thought you were joking.

I told you, it's like the workout of your life. You'll feel really good.

Sounds intense.

Sounds perfect.

The harder the better.

Let's go.

Could mom and dad be any grosser? I mean, who smooches over bacon and eggs?

I know, they were literally feeding each other. I think they might be taking this

reunion thing a bit too far.

Where do you think you're going?

Look, Bertie, it's not about you.

I'm really happy seeing you again. It's just, this place has really changed.

I've changed.

Just promise me you won't tell Mom and Dad.

I think you look so cool in these.

Like a college kid.

But don't these look a little... I don't know.

Grown up?

That's the point.

Sorry, it's Wes.

Ooh, your boyfriend.

You can totally invite him.

Oh, that's okay.

I think he's working tonight.

Pick one.

My grandmother can do more than that, and she's dead.

Keep going.

Here we go. Next one.

Just ten more minutes.

Let's move it.

You're actually enjoying this? If you can talk, you're not working hard

enough. Let's go. Next one.

Put in that work.

Keep going.

Keep going, guys.

Ow. Ow.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I just twisted my ankle. I'm going to go get some ice. Just walk it off.

Next exercise. Let's go. Push-ups. Okay.

Two, three, four. Let's go.

Hey, babe.

Looks like we got a little company.

Remember that sophomore I was telling you about?

Huh. Not ringing a bell.

I'm right.

Awesome. Let's get this show on the road.

Look what the cat dragged in.

You don't have to freak out. I was just leaving.

I know I've been going to the evening services.

My dad told me.

Yeah, well, being at home isn't an option right now.

You don't have to leave.

In fact, there's a youth group meeting tonight.

You can come if you want.

That's surprisingly nice of you.

Truth is, I'm a nice person.

To those who are nice to me.

So what's it like being a chicken girl?

Well, aside from the new necklace, I am still cleaning coffee filters and living

in Rem's basement.

So I guess you're not seeing much of her either.

Rem? She's been really distant lately.

Maybe it's just me, though.

She's just busy and stressed with cheer, I think.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

Just when her ex comes into town.

It just feels like...

Shoot, I'm sorry. This is probably really weird for you to talk about.

No, honestly, it's totally fine.

Don't you have that Calc problem set due tomorrow?

You can head out. I'll take care of it.

Are you sure?

Yeah, it's totally dead in here anyway.

Oh my gosh, thank you so much.

Okay, good night. Bye.

Hey, want to grab some pizza? I'm starving. I told you. No carbs.

And Ellie's coming over to watch a movie.

Don't you have plans with Steph?

Yeah, I was supposed to go to this party with her, but she wanted me to go home

to rest my ankle.

Which seems magically better, by the way.

Yeah. Guess I've always been a fast healer.

I wish I was as fierce as you, though. You were a machine in there.

You just don't have as much room for improvement as I do.

Come on, Quinny. You're perfect.

Not perfect enough for the cheerleaders, apparently.

Stop.

Look, personally, I think you dodged a bullet.

I don't know.

Music's like fine wine.

You know, it's gotta age at least 20 years.

I'm talking Pearl Jam, Nirvana.

I worship at the Teen Spirit altar.

Were you even born in the 90s?

Well, like, basically.

I'm more of a Lizzo girl myself.

Isn't she playing Coachella this year? Oh, Coachella's gonna be sick.

What about you, sophomore?

Um... Uh, uh... Justin Bieber?

Ugh.

Ryan, come play.

You need anything?

Are you even watching the movie?

Quinn.

There's some big upperclassmen party tonight.

Hmm.

Well.

Our invitation must have gotten lost in the mail.

Let me see.

Spin the bottle.

Wait, is that... Rhyme?

Rhyme, your turn.

It's just a game, Rhyme.

You can do it, sophomore.

Sorry, I have to go.

Going somewhere?

I'm just killing some time before my bus leaves.

I didn't know you were a film buff.

Yeah, I used to make movies with Flash when I was a kid.

Really? What kind of stuff?

Nothing too fancy. Just a few kids on the road kind of thing.

You know...

Attaway is starting a film club. We have a camera and a small stage.

Everybody's making their own short.

For real?

For real.

Hey, party girl.

Can I sit?

I can't believe I almost kissed that guy. I don't even know his name.

Who was he at the moment?

And you didn't even do it. Yeah, because you caught me.

Do you think I need to tell Wes?

I think maybe we just say it never happened.

This honestly is not me.

I mean, at least I don't think it is. You're growing up.

We all are. Honestly, you can't beat yourself up too much.

I wish I was more like you.

And you know who you are and what you want to be.

Trust me, it's complicated for everyone.

But hey, I promise you, you're going to be okay.

Thank you.

I should probably head home.

I'll walk you out.

I want to check in on Rudy anyway.

TK, want to watch a movie?

Honestly, no.

The next part's my favorite part.

Good luck.

This is great, right? Oh.

It'd be cool to make a movie like this. Yeah, I know. That'd be super cool.

Okay. There's another part where it's like...

How

was the party?

Not quite what I expected.

I'm glad you're home.

Me too.

Next time on Chicken Girls. All right.

It's dodgeball day.

Ugh.