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[ Indistinct Student Chatter ]

[ Indistinct Student Chatter ]

Mom, It's Okay.

I'm Going To Be Fine.

The School Looks Great.

Oh, My Gosh!

You're Just Saying That

To Make Me Feel Better.

Yeah, But Is It Working?

I'll Write You Every Week,

And I'll Get Straight A's, Okay?

Well, It's Okay

That You Write Me Every Week,

But You Don't Have To Worry

About Those Straight A's.

[ Chuckles ]

But I Will. I Promise.

All Right.

Take A Deep Breath.

Here We Go.

[ Crunch ]

I Wonder Whose Car This Is.

Boy:

That Would Be Me.

Well, Actually, It's My Dad's

Car.

-I Am Really Sorry.

-We Will Pay For The Damage.

I Have My Allowance.

-It's Just A Little Scratch.

-Girl:
Ethan! Hey, Ethan!

Hey.

Girl 2:

Hey, Guys! Wait Up!

Girl 1 :

Don't Look Now.

-Hi, Guys!

-Oh, Emily!

Didn't Hear You.

How Was Your Summer?

I Got Chicken Pox And Poison

Ivy.

[ Dryly ] Well,

Hope You Didn't Scratch.

Wouldn't Want To Get Scars

On That Pretty Little Face Of

Yours.

You're Trying To Butter Me Up!

Me?

No Way!

Go Make Some Friends.

Hey, Ethan.

Hey, Abby.

How Was Your Summer?

It Was Great.

The Cruise Was Awesome.

Cool. You'll Have To Tell Me

All About It.

-Maybe After Class?

-Sure.

Oh, This Is. . .

Um, Paige.

I'm Emily. Principal's Daughter.

I Rule This Place. Right, Ethan?

Of Course You Do, Emily.

Here, Let Me Help You With Your.

Then I Can Show You The Dorms.

-See You Later, Abby.

-Bye.

She's Kind Of Frumpy, Don't You

Think?

No, I Think She's Kind Of Cute.

Looks Like Ethan Does, Too.

You Think Every Girl Is Cute.

Boy:
So?

Girl:

This Wind Is Killing My Hair.

Oh, I'm Sorry.

That's Okay.

Um, I'm Looking For Dorm Number

I'm Number 6.

You New?

You Guessed, Huh?

Yeah. You Look Like Me,

Terrified.

I'm Claire.

Paige.

[ Radio Plays In The Background

]

[ Spitefully ]

Oh, It's You.

Guess We're Roommates.

Great.

And You Are?

I'm Claire. Number 6.

Let Me See.

You're Number 6,

And You're My New Roommate.

I Have The Top Two Drawers,

But You Can Have The Bottom One,

And I Have A Lot Of Things, So

I'm Going To Need More Closet

Space.

Is That Okay With You?

See You.

Man:
I Feel Your Pain, Mrs.

Meneskie.

Saying Good-Bye

Is Always The Hardest Part,

But We'll Take Care Of Sean.

This Is The List Of Foods

My Seanie Is Allergic To.

That's A Long List.

Yes, I Know.

Is It Only Food, Or Are There

Other Things He's Allergic To?

Food, Mold, Plants, You Name It.

Except Animals.

You Don't Know That, Dear.

You've Never Had A Pet.

And You Never Will.

I Played With The Neighbor's Do.

If He Eats Anything On This Lis,

He'll Have A. . . Reaction.

What Kind Of. . . A Reaction?

It Will Be One Of Three Things:

Hives, Hurling, Or Hacking.

You'll Have Exactly One Minute

To Stick This In Him,

Or Else We're In Deep Trouble.

Don't Worry, It Doesn't Hurt. .

.

. . .Much.

[ Music Plays Via Headphones ]

[ Knock On The Door ]

Hello?

[ Gasps ]

You Nearly Scared Me To Death!

-Sorry, I Knocked.

-My Fault. Didn't Hear You.

Guess We're Roommates.

Actually, You're In The Wrong

Room.

This Is 6, And You've Got

Number 9.

It's Down The Hall About Three .

That's Abby's Room.

I Can Introduce You If You Want.

We've Been Introduced.

I Don't Think Abby Likes Me.

Besides, There's Another Girl

In There.

Really? Abby? That's Weird.

She's Usually Pretty Friendly.

Okay, Then.

We'll Be Roommates.

So Glad I Don't Have

Princess Riley Again.

Princess Riley?

I Knew This Place Was Fancy,

But I Didn't Know

A Princess Was Enrolled Here.

Oh, She's Only A Princess

In Her Own Mind.

Perfect!

Do You Get This?

[ Sighs ]

No.

Anyway, We're Never

Going To Need This Stuff,

And We're Famous Models,

So Who Cares?

My Dad, That's Who.

If I Don't Get An A In This

Class,

He Won't Pay

For That Model Camp Next Summer.

He Says He's Broke.

Parents Always Say Stuff Like

That.

I Know.

But The Other Day I Heard My Pas

Talking About His Job.

He's Not Doing So Good.

He'll Get The Money,

And Then We'll Be Famous.

Holly Jackson And Mia Maxwell,

Supermodels.

Both:
Love It!

[ Small Explosion ]

Oh, Too Much Sulfur, Girls.

Now It's Going To Smell Like Soe

Left A Hundred Eggs In A Trunk

During The Summer.

[ Laughter ]

Abby:
Don't Get Any Of That Stuf

On My Jacket. It's New.

That's Why We Wear These.

I'd Rather Die.

Hey, Check Out That Skirt

Mia's Wearing.

I Have To Find Out Where She

Got That.

[ Paige Giggles ]

This Is Gonna Be A Very Long

Year.

I'm Gonna Scream!

What Now?

Paige!

She Thinks She Knows Everything!

-And You Know What?

-What?

She Doesn't. That's What.

What Did She Do Now?

She Joined The Soccer Team.

I'm On The Soccer Team.

What's Wrong With That?

Only Everything!

She Doesn't Even Know

How To Play Soccer.

She Even Asked Me

Why The Ball Was Black And

White.

Abby:
She's Trying

To Join Every Club In The

School.

Who's She Trying To Impress?

What Is Her Problem?!

Maybe She Just Wants

To Be Good At Everything.

[ Scoffs ]

Well, She Can't Be.

You're Welcome.

Thanks.

[ Sighs ]

Please Tell Me

She's Not Coming This Way.

Abb Y:

She's Not, Is She?

She Is, Isn't She?

-No, Don't Tell Me.

-Abby, Relax!

-It's Going To Be Okay.

-Easy For You To Say!

You Don't Have To Teach Her

How To Dribble!

[ Sighs ]

Did You Drop Something?

Um, No. I'm Fine.

Um, Just Like To Make Sure

The Cafeteria Floors Are Clean.

We Don't Want Anyone Getting Si,

Do We?

Soap Opera Actor:

^Imy Darling...

^I...My Little Flower.

^Ihow L Love You!

^Ihow L Long For Your Embrace!

It Was Ragweed.

Uh-Huh.

-Actor:
"Lt Is My Fault!"

-Take These.

If You Don't Feel Better,

Then Come Back.

After 4:
00.

All Of Them?

No. Just The Green Ones.

Oh.

Okay.

Thanks.

[ Distractedly ]

Don't Mention It.

Ew! I Think You Actually

Touched Me!

I'm Sorry.

[ Sneezes ]

Gross!

It's The Ragweed.

You're The Only Weed Around

Here.

-Hey, You Okay, Sean?

-Yeah.

Fine, Thanks.

Why Do You Have To Be So Mean?

[ Scoffs ]

Because It's Fun.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Hey, Mom.

He Did What?

[ Scoffs ]

Mia:

No Way. Is He All Right?

And It Worked?

Oh, Oh, Okay. That's Enough. Yu.

Too Much Information.

Get Some Of Those Childproof

Locks.

I Don't Know.

Maybe A Cage To Stuff Him In.

[ School Bell Rings ]

Of Course I Care.

Well, I Gotta Go. Bye, Mom.

What Happened?

Little Brothers. Spare Me!

-What Did He Do?

-Yeah. What Did He Do?

Is There An Echo In Here?

Uh, Must Be.

[ Crickets Chirp ]

Dribbles, Dribbles, Left, Right!

Whoa!

[ Laughter ]

That's Not Good.

-You Need Some Help?

-Yeah, Sure. Thanks.

Oscar Is Going To Kill Me.

[ School Bell Rings ]

Paige:
Come On. We're Going

To Be Late For Soccer Practice.

[ Whistle Blows ]

All Right, Girls.

Our First Game Is In Two Weeks,

And I Want Everybody In Shape.

And You Know What That Means:

Eating Healthy,

Getting Plenty Of Sleep,

And Most Important,

Drinking Lots Of Water, Okay?

Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate!

[ Blows Whistle ]

[ Blows Whistle ]

-Thank You, Emily.

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