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Max. Max!

Max!

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

is entirely the fault

of this emotionally-stunted monster, Nate,

and his brain-dead sidekick, Streaker.

Despite my protests,

the school board requires

that I pass out the following sanitary products.

It all started in sixth-grade...

Sex Ed

just your average birds, 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 flow day?

My dad says you need to have boobs

before you get your period!

Thanks for contributing, Charlie.

Uh, technically, you can wear a tampon up to eight hours,

but four to six...

Got it, thanks.

Thanks, Sally. That was helpful.

I have a little sister,

so it's important I learn about periods

and other girl stuff.

Oh, you're welcome, Rowan.

Oops.

Hey.

Nate Reed

look at him.

This yours?

Thanks, Nate.

The cutest boy in school.

He's so-o-o perfect... right?

Wrong.

Oh, my God!

Ellie got her period!

What?

Charlie!

Principal's office, now.

But it's true! Look at her pants.

No, it's not. 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! Max! Max!

Yep, that's me.

"Max"... as in "Maxi Pad"

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

That's my girlfriend.

You're out, Max!

Ellie!

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 left 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 health days,

I can knock it down to an even 200.

Okay. Literally, then.

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...

Do you know what? Hold that thought.

Vice-Principal Everdeen!

So fancy seeing you here in your... office.

Miss Pearse.

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 summer,

and nothing will strengthen my application more

than a glowing letter of recommendation

from my favorite mid-level administrator!

- Ellie... - I've already

taken the initiative of writing that letter on your behalf...

- Ellie. - So, 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 leader.

Uh...

How did that go?

Great. Perfect.

Yeah? Even the last part

that was still according to plan?

It's always according to plan, Row, always.

Okay. Right. "Always."

- He-e-e-ey! - Yo, yo!

Ellie Pearse

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 over-planning

is this app you just sent me?

I built us a shared calendar!

- Like, G-Cal or... - Oh, way better.

I mean, how else are we gonna schedule our Friday night quest?

It has "Friday night" in the name.

I'll download it right now.

Thank you.

Yo, send me that homework!

Uh, 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...

Boom! I have got so much booze for this weekend!

For real? How'd you score it?

Easy. My dad's going through this whole, like,

low-functioning alcoholic phase

ever since the Feds raided his company!

Nice, bro!

But we need enough vodka to fill a fish tank.

Bro, his stash could fill a whole-ass aquarium!

- Hey, Denise. - Hey.

Got something for me today?

Uh-huh.

Hot pepperoni.

Ah! Naughty, naughty.

Long line today?

Guys, this is so unfair.

Oh, come on, Ellie. It's just pizza.

It's not the pizza... it's the principle.

I mean, they get pizza, and we get

this.

Honestly, it's so frustrating.

We live in a world where those two boys,

whose combined GPA is still a point lower than mine,

are gonna be more successful than any of us.

Hey, that depends what you consider success.

Well, Streaker's dad's a billionaire.

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

Oh, baby, you remembered!

Mm!

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...

Stop, stop!

- Hi, Nate. - Hi.

Hey, Streaker.

Hello, Quinnathan.

You have something on 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 has 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.

Ho-ho! Damn.

My girl bad as hell.

A brain 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?

About the student government I'm president of?

What, you want me to spend more time with Streaker,

see who can eat the most crackers?

Ha! Nate, I just got 10! 10!

10's the best yet!

Dude, not now.

Nate, I gotta go.

Okay, dick brain.

Gimme those crackers!

'Kay, bro. I got 10.

Yeah, I'll get 11.

Okay. Ready?

- One... - One.

Two... three

four...

Incredible, actually.

You guys are all obsessed with her.

Oh! Okay, guys, wait.

- Oh. - All right, so...

I have this idea,

and I-I know it's kind of crazy for me,

but I've been thinking...

Yo, Max!

You forgot your Lord of the Rings.

It's not Lord of the Rings, it's a tabletop RPG, and...

Whatever!

...stop calling me Max.

You know what I love about you?

You call me Ellie... my name.

That's how low the bar is, huh?

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 the old man!

What? No.

- What-what-what? Why not? - Uh, 16.

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

She says I'm too addicted.

Damn.

What are you gonna do with all your new free time?

Okay. Uh

there's something that I've been wanting to do

for a really long time.

I just...

I never had the courage to do it until now.

I am loving this bravery.

What-What is it?

I'm going to r...

"DM" 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.

- Oh! - Oh! What?

That's crazy.

No, it's not.

Yes, it is.

Okay, maybe it is a little, but I'm-I'm doing it anyway.

I'm gonna take a chance.

Well, it's not really taking a chance

if you know you're gonna lose.

And...

I'm-I'm not saying it's your fault, okay?

It's just, you know how these things 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 not a leader,

and if you put a target on your back,

these kids are gonna eat you alive!

Smashing blindly into the cruel inevitability

of social Darwinism is not brave, okay?

It's stupid.

Uh...

I made it awkward.

I definitely made it awkward.

Okay, you know what? Let's-Let's just continue, okay?

Ahem.

Cora, the blacksmith holds the answ...

I don't think I can do this anymore.

You can't quit mid-quest, Row.

That's not what I mean... Ellie.

I'm done.

No, Rowan. What?

I'm sorry,

but I'm really done.

Cheers, baby!

♪ One look you'll hypnotize ♪

♪ Baby, I can tell

♪ I'm runnin' through your mind ♪

♪ And now's your only chance

♪ You're runnin' out of time

♪ So catch me if you can...

Yo! You guys won't believe what I just got dared to do.

- Maybe I will. - Reggie was, like,

"Are you gonna get naked at this party again, bro?"

And I was, like, "Is that a dare, bro?"

And he was, like, "Not really, bro,"

but his face... was like, "Yeah, bro."

So now I have to.

No, you definitely don't have to.

I know, right? It's so unfair.

Like, why me?

But... if the people demand it!

The people demand it!

♪ I can make you melt

♪ One look you'll hypnotize... ♪

Aren't you a little tired of this?

Of parties?

No, this... it's so high school!

But this is high school.

Forget it.

♪ Catch me if you can

♪ In summertime

♪ I can make you melt

♪ One look you'll

You hooked up with some college dude

at 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.

I 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. Streaker filled 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 I don't want to 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

'cause 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 Ferngates... roll on D20.

Ellie, we don't have to do this.

Please don't break character.

It's against the rules.

Hey...!

How are things down in the dungeon?

Hey, Mr. Pearse.

Hey, kids. Who's winnin'?

Dad... no one's winning.

It's a collaborative storytelling game.

All right, fair enough.

Uh, hey, did Rowan leave early?

I hate to interrupt the adventure.

I just know how much he loves my pumpkin muffins.

Is-Is everything okay down here, or...?

Yeah.

Great. I-I love tonight.

You know what?

I think you two could use a ride home.

- Yeah. - No.

No one's leaving yet.

- Actually... - Oh!

It's getting really late!

Okay.

Yeah. Just go.

If that's what you all are dying to do

just leave.

No?

Then I'll leave.

I'm gonna leave,

and this is me leaving!

- I'm the one going. - Ell.

Goodbye.

Picking up a calzone for Nate?

Grazie.

Mm!

Mm.

Do you mind?

Leave me alone, Max.

You leave me alone.

I'm trying 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.

I'll just 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 marbles and pornography.

Don't slut-shame me, Max.

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 had.

I just got dumped, remember?

So I'm focusing on me at the moment.

Oh, 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?

We live 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 he won't get him back until he sees that I'm right,

and he won't see that I'm right until he gets hurt,

which is exactly what's going to happen

when he gets publicly humiliated

by some beautiful, self-absorbed,

popular, empty vessel like

oh, like, um...

Nate

you should run for President.

Of America?

Of McMann High.

Oh, right, high school.

Student government is a Quinn thing.

Exactly!

What better way to show her you care?

Plus

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 gotta do.

You gotta get out there,

and you gotta crawl to her feet

bleeding, blood everywhere...

Blood's 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.

"Pitcher".

Then you have to prove to her that you, Nate Reed,

can be more than just the

bat-swinging, calzone-shoveling jerk

that you are.

Wow.

Max

that sounds like

way too much work.

Good speech, though.

I...

I can't.

And... all our yesterdays

have lighted fools

the way to dusty... death!

Out...!

Wait! Lauren

does space really capture

the nihilism Macbeth is feeling?

Or.

Is his struggle

inherently represented

by the scarcity and turmoil

of the Wild West?

Aja... you beautiful genius

are you saying what I think you're saying?

Let's take this play back to 1885!

Ooh!

What are you putting your brush down for?

You heard the woman!

Saddle 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

is the biggest mistake of his life.

Well, as long as it's just that.

Okay, Rowan's really excited

about running for President, right?

Right.

And he only broke up with me

because I didn't believe in him, right?

- Did he? - I guess...?

Well, I was just telling the truth,

and he thought I was being mean,

but what he doesn't realize

is that the truth is almost always mean,

so all I need to do

is show him the truth about the truth.

Makes 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 popularity 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 gonna 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 gonna be able to convince Nate to run

right?

Step one

elect the hot dog.

Vote for Rowan.

Attaboy, 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 gonna win in a landslide.

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

Step three... generate enough buzz...

- Vote for Nate! - About Nate's campaign

that when Quinn finds out,

she'll be 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 now you're gonna 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 gonna be an amazing president,

actually,

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

I'm doing it

'cause 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 list?

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, like, trolling it,

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 ya! - I can't do that on my own.

You signed me up, right?

So now... you're gonna 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?

He's the only other person running for Prez?

So?

So... be my campaign manager.

He'll see us together and get totally jealous.

He'll be begging to have you back.

Rowan's not the jealous type.

Ellie, trust me

when I'm around,

every guy's the jealous type.

I'll get Quinn, you get Rowan.

Nate, you're the most popular guy in school, okay?

You really don't need my help.

Yeah, but you love all this boring school stuff.

Plus, if 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, Ell.

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 off-stage.

Exactly!

Learn from the best.

Hey, Aja?

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, mmkay?

Mmkay.

Like I was saying...

Lady Macbeth isn't normal, like us.

She's crazy.

Okay, well, I'm not gonna go crazy,

but I'm not backing down, either.

I have another plan.

No.

There's more?

What's next?

Oop! Gotta dash.

Oh!

No.

Goodbye. Please.

Please.

- Oh... - I'm so sorry.

- Ellie. - Gloria.

Uh... 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 experience

and why I would be

a perfect candidate for the PCLA summer program.

For example,

did you know

that I'm President of McMann's Robotics Club?

I do know that.

I 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. Cross.

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.

Okay?

We got all your favorites... mac and cheese

we got pork chops

and... we got biscuits.

Dad, this is way too much.

So we'll have leftovers.

And save room, 'cause I got ice cream cake

waiting in the freezer.

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

Mm. Guilty as charged.

Promise, I'll wipe it off.

What do you say we get outta here after dinner, huh?

Go bowling, knock down some pins,

talk about our feelings... specifically yours?

Really, Dad, I'm-I'm fine.

Breakups are hard, Ell.

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, you have a pla...? 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.

You've reached the voicemail of Rowan Cross.

Thanks for calling.

Uh, sorry I missed you. Please leave a message.

Rowan?

No.

You really are desperate, Max.

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.

So 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? Who's Beth?

Nothing! Goodbye!

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 gonna 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 ChocoBursts, 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 gonna 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,

it doesn't mean it's not worth trying.

Look, Max.

I really do need your help

with all the boring school stuff

like the meetings and the flyers

and all the election regulations,

but when it comes to the people...

I know what's good.

Do you?

Trust me.

Students of McMann High School,

welcome to the first campaign event of the year,

and 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 am so nervous."

Okay, funny, but there's a lot of people out there,

and if I were you, I would be nervous.

Nah, fam, you've got the wrong guy.

- So without further ado... - Okay. Don't blow it.

Please welcome to the stage...

- I won't. - Mr. Nate Reed!

Whoo-hoo!

What's good, McMann?

Uh.

My name is Nate Reed,

and I'm gonna be President.

Well...

I'm running for President.

You guys will get to decide who actually gets it,

you know, because of democracy,

and stuff.

Ahem.

Look, y'all,

I'm here to talk about one thing

and one thing only

no more detention!

Whoo-hoo!

You want to get rid of detention entirely?

S-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?

A-Are we supposed to live in a school

where you and your friends can do whatever you want?

No, dude.

I'm saying...

Um...

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,

then makes you sit in silence,

and it's sad,

because you know you're gonna 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 gotta 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-outs to Streaker and the boys...

The boys! The boys!

And shout out to my awesome campaign manager,

Ellie Pearse.

Ellie Pearse...

Ellie Pearse, Ellie Pearse...

Ell-Ellie Pearse... Ellie Pearse...

Ellie Pearse... Ellie Pease, Ellie Pearse...

"Ellie Pearse"?

Who is "Ellie Pearse"?

Thank you, Nate.

Ellie?

Oh... okay.

Great. Perfect.

Great.

Thank you... Mr. Reed.

Ellie.

Hey, Rowan.

So you're helping Nate, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

I really liked your speech.

It's a great point about recycling.

I don't get it... Ellie.

You hate him.

Is this supposed to make me jealous or...?

What?

Not everything's about you.

Why?

Are you jealous?

Miss Pearse!

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... I'm a leader.

Good luck, Miss Pearse.

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...

"Ba-a-a-ah... I love you, Na-a-a-t-e."

Oh, I actually liked his 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 Nate's elected 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.

- Yes! - 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 will be 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 Ms. Everdeen

by running a flawless campaign...

No more bad things!

Good things only!

Good things only!

Then, once Nate wins,

I'll swoop in and save the day.

Nate is disqualified,

Rowan is President,

and I secure my summer recommendation.

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 that,

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 and don't look at me.

Okay. What's the plan?

Now that we've announced your campaign,

we need to form a coalition of voters.

80% of students are involved in extracurriculars,

so these endorsements are crucial.

Okay.

Just make friends?

Easy.

No, these aren't normal students, Nate.

Whassup?

Improv, Yearbook Club,

the Coalition of Bisexual Gardeners

they don't want a "'sup, bro."

They want to see what you can do for them.

Hi, Nate!

- What's up, uh...? - Lukas Ryan, Science Club.

He wants new beakers for AP Chem.

Lukas! I was just thinking of you.

Man, I cannot stand

the terrible supplies that we have in AP Chem.

It's gotta change, right?

Exactly right!

Wait.

You're in AP?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Divya Madhavi

goes by "Div," lacrosse.

Yeah, dude. I'm not blind.

Yo, Div, how's the team?

Could be better.

Girls' soccer team gets all the best practice slots.

Damn. That's so 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, maybe I'm too progressive, but...

I feel like teams should be splitting 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.

Dude, hang up.

Yo, what's good, Quinn?

You look good.

It's nice to see you actually applying yourself.

You liking my campaign?

The student body seems to.

Yeah, that'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.

Ahem!

No.

We've still got work to do.

Wow, I...

You already found somebody else to push around, huh?

Uh, n-no... about Nate, um...

No, it... it's fine.

I... I'm just surprised.

That's all.

Yeah.

To be honest, me too.

Well, I, uh...

I better get out there.

"I'll be seeing ya."

What?

I don't know.

Okay.

Um, bye. Bye, Rowan.

Bye, Ell.

Bro...

♪ I heard all of that...

I'm sorry, but

you have no rizz.

Shut up.

You're late.

Student party presidents can't sleep until noon, Nate.

Chill, Max.

You should be 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.

Sick.

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

for every potential question that comes up,

and then you're gonna have to memorize

every single one of those.

Less sick.

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, it's my game night, but...

Rowan.

Take notes.

So you draw?

No.

I mean, a little, but

nothing serious.

Why rhinos?

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 these nature documentaries.

I found out that rhinos are going extinct,

so I started drawing 'em.

That way, I'd remember what they look like.

That's actually, nice.

It's stupid,

but it made sense when I was five.

May I?

Sure.

Okay, so

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 drawings.

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

uh, the... 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? Well, that's great! - Yeah.

You know, we should... we should go to one of his games sometime.

Yeah, but right now, we really need to focus, so...

Yeah.

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 gonna do?

Oh, my God!

Is that your mom?

Yeah.

Bro.

Why is she dressed like a fish?

It was my birthday party.

Is that funny to you?

I mean, a little.

Well, it was Finding Nemo themed.

Aw.

That was my favorite movie. I was obsessed with it.

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

Wait!

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

It's okay.

She throw you a good 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.

Oh, 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-I refused, because, uh

it wasn't just like the movie,

and I assumed everyone would hate it

and think it 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.

Ellie, you don't gotta...

You know what?

It's fine. It was... It was...

This is old stuff, so... let's just focus on this.

What was her name?

It was May.

Dude, I'll say it...

May 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.

'Cause that's exactly

the kind of political pizzazz I wanna see!

Nicely done!

You scared me.

Well, good. Read this, front to back.

I'm gonna test you later.

Ellie?

Hey, Ellie! Ellie...

Beyoncé just died!

Ellie, one of your boobs

is just, like, hanging out your sleeve.

Ellie... are you staring at Rowan?

What?

N... What? Who...

Who, Rowan? That... That...

That Rowan? No.

No, I don't. No, no.

And how is your plan going, Macbeth?

Uh, it's 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 Streaker coming over here?

Yo, Max!

I heard you and my man have been studying up a storm.

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

Yo, 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 casa to myself

because my dad's in trouble with the FBI,

so I am solo-dolo in the mansion/crib

while he's seeking amenes... am

am-nes-ty... "amnesty" abroad.

I'd invite you guys, too,

but I don't know you, so I'm not gonna.

Fair enough.

Um.

Yeah, I guess I coul...

Yeah?

Max...! Let's go!

Ellie Pearse... at a party?

Not for fun, okay?

For you-know-what.

If I'm gonna catch Nate breaking the rules,

this is where I'm gonna do it, okay?

Oh, hi.

Hi...

Hi.

Sorry, you can... you can go first.

No! No, you...

Okay.

Uh, then I'm... I'm gonna go first, then?

Uh-huh.

- Okay. - That's... okay.

Hmm. No bathing suit?

Around these people?

Thank you.

Well, bathing suit or not, I'm, uh, 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.

Hey.

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?

My... phone...

Oh... right.

Well...

I 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.

♪ Boom, here I come

♪ Gonna go boom-boom-boom on the drum ♪

♪ If you want a piece Better come get some ♪

♪ Take it like a breeze Come and make it fun ♪

♪ We like to party Party, party... ♪

Nice coat.

Shut up.

Oh... my God.

Is this a party for your campaign?

Guess so!

Once Streaker realized

he could get 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.

Spiked 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.

Streaker!

♪ Three, two, one We like to party-party-party ♪

♪ It's naughty-naughty-naughty

♪ I'm feelin' fresh I'm feelin' fine ♪

♪ Ain't nobody here gonna waste my time ♪

♪ Gonna party, party, party

♪ Gettin' naughty-naughty-naughty... ♪

♪ Strike a pose Make the lens go boom ♪

♪ Three, two, one, boom...

Hey, Ellie.

Hey! Hey, Quinn.

Hey.

No bun?

Oh, I'm 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 gonna make it 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.

Thanks, you guys, 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.

Hey. What's going on in here?

Nothing. I'm just taking a dump.

That smells kind of weird.

Ugh, something smells strange.

Did you get sprayed by a skunk?

Oh... Oh!

Wow.

See what I mean?

Ah, this video gave me 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. You're quite gorgeous.

No, really, I'm not.

Are you even wearing makeup?

Oh, Quinn...

Whoo!

Oh!

Quinn, 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 Nate's with someone

who makes him actually 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?

Cheers.

Okay.

♪ Step up because it's 'bout to go down ♪

♪ My swagger make a crowd say "wow" ♪

♪ Got love so Imma pass it around ♪

♪ Step up because it's 'bout to go down ♪

♪ Life's a treadmill and I'm just steppin' ♪

♪ My hometown love me 'cause I'm always reppin' ♪

♪ Watch yo' mouth because my class in session ♪

♪ Imma show you I'm first, not second ♪

♪ Nostalgia is key and I bring the essence ♪

♪ Bang-bang-bang I'm a lyrical weapon ♪

♪ Choose your fighter wisely ♪

♪ We not friends online don't tag me ♪

♪ Hit you wit' the one-two pow-pow ♪

♪ Jump to the beat Everybody, bounce ♪

♪ Step up because it 'bout to go down ♪

♪ My swagger make a crowd say "wow" ♪

♪ Got love so Imma pass it around ♪

♪ Step up because it's about to go down ♪

♪ Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh ♪

Ellie

do you wanna play Pong?

Did you just call me Ellie?

Guess I did.

Wait.

Are you drunk?

No!

No, you-you said these were "basically water".

Basically water... not actually water.

So, you want to play?

Mm.

Don't you want to play with Quinn?

Nah, I want to play with you.

Plus, I'll finally be better than you at something.

Come on. Come on!

Doh!

What the hell was that?

You said you never played.

It's just physics.

Yo, Max is insane!

Yo, her name is Ellie!

It's-It's okay. It's fine.

No, it's not.

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

We let that go on for way too long.

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.

Oh!

Now, if you make this, we win.

All right?

Tilt your arm.

You've got this.

Oh, my god!

Ell, you did it!

♪ You bring the love Love ♪

I cannot believe I did that!

♪ You bring the love

♪ Love

♪ I'll chase the clouds away

♪ You bring the love

♪ Love

Oh, my God!

You're doing great, Ellie.

Once you're done, you're gonna feel amazing,

I promise.

I don't feel amazing.

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 throw-up in my hair,

and I'm caught in the middle of this complicated plan.

I don't even... I don't know what's right anymore.

Our plan isn't that complicated.

You don't...

You don't get it.

What don't I get?

Nate, I'm...

You don't...

Ohh...

Oh

my lunch-flops.

Mm.

Call Nate.

Ellie... what's good?

Did you tell anyone that I puked?

Nah!

How you feeling?

On the verge of death,

and I'm dizzy.

Sounds about right.

But we still need to work, okay?

This town hall's coming up this week,

and we need to be prepared

to, um

impress Quinn.

Huh?

Oh... yeah.

Right.

So...

So...?

So.

Um, so, I... I gotta go.

Later.

Mm, "later."

♪ ...Call off plans

♪ And we can watch the sun rise ♪

♪ Butterflies, backseat of your car ♪

♪ Till your friends askin' where we are ♪

♪ I can't handle picturing it any longer ♪

♪ We're not gettin' any younger ♪

♪ And you're just my type

♪ I want you I can't lie ♪

Hey.

Oh, you look pretty.

What?

Pretty polished... and very presidential.

Um, did you practice?

Mm-hmm.

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.

Welcome, 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 Micayla C.

"How will you improve the food in the cafeteria?"

Rowan, you first.

Um, I will be proposing a student co-op,

so, every week, a rotating group of students

will, uh, shop, meal prep,

and cook together before school.

It's healthy, tasty, and educational.

You go, Ro.

Nate, your proposal?

Micayla C 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 delivery,

and give the students of McMann High

access to so much more.

Isn't that what you and your friends do

all the time anyway, even though it's against policy?

Well, yeah, but just 'cause

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 receive significantly more funding

than other programs.

Do you think this should be balanced,

"and if so, how?"

Nate?

Ahem.

What was his name?

Chris R.

Tch, 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...

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 tryin' to watch me get dirty

while your car gets clean?

Yeah!

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...

- Cheetah? Cheetah! - 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 gonna be perfect.

He's gonna thank me, and so will Nate.

No fish with spots!

Bye!

Hi!

Aw, thanks for coming to pick me up.

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

Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes.

Quinn tried to make this whole break-up

about, like, psychoanalyzing me,

but she just wanted to bang some college guy.

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.

But did you ever actually, like, let her see you?

The real you?

'Cause it seems like she only ever got

the dumb "bro" persona.

What? I don't got a persona.

Really?

'Sup, dude. Let's go to Streaker's

and get some beers with the boys.

I've never said that.

That'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.

- Uh-huh. - And second

it really isn't fun to guess

if you have to start it with, "My name's Ellie."

Hurts, doesn't it?

It's just not what I sound like.

- You sure? - 100 percent.

Huh. Okay, whatever.

Are we both obnoxious, then?

Yeah, maybe! And you know what?

I'm never gonna 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.

Pearse?

I'm helping Nate with his campaign for President.

Of America?

Of McMann 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+ grades.

He's not an artist,

and he's not gonna 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 Nate on 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.

Come on! Give it your best!

Yeah!

I miss my dad.

Nate, where's our booth?

You're looking at it.

What about everything we planned?

Did your dad throw out our supplies?

You'll see.

Hey, Divya. Got 20 bucks?

Maybe.

Wanna throw a pie in my face?

Absolutely!

And... voila.

Here you go. Have at it.

For real?

No, seriously.

Go on.

Okay.

Bet I deserved that.

Yeah, you did!

Yummy. At least it tastes good!

♪ I'll tell you what I want What I really want, yeah... ♪

Okay.

♪ I'll tell you what I want what I really want, yeah ♪

♪ I'll tell you what I want What I really want, yeah ♪

Yeah!

♪ A little bit more...

♪ A little bit more...

One pie left.

Come on, Ell.

You know you want to.

You know what?

I really don't.

Well, I do.

Hey, Tyler.

That was for the pool last year.

- Oh... - Thanks!

You know...

I usually hate when people go off-book,

but Nate, that was amazing.

Thanks.

They really got me there, too.

Yes. Yes, they did.

Ahh. Hey. You want to go?

Looks like they're packing up, so...

Uh, sure, but...

What, you nervous, Ell?

That is way steeper than it looked over there.

You'll be fine. I'll take care of you.

Come on!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

You've still, uh... got some pie.

I've got it.

Thanks.

What is it?

Um, I... I have something for you.

It's a little comic I made,

for you,

about us.

Anyway, it's... dumb.

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 this.

I have to go.

Ellie!

Ellie, wait.

You okay, bro?

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

Is it too late to get hit by a bus?

Uh, nope. You've 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 Macbeth 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.

Uh, 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.

Ahem. Hey, Lauren.

Hey, Rowan! You look great, man.

Thanks.

Uh.

Hey, are

are Nate and Ellie together?

What?

Uh, I don't actually really know...

No, please, look,

I know we don't really play anymore,

but if the work that we put into our Minecraft server

meant anything to 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-I am not good under pressure.

Okay, Rowan, whatever she said,

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 gonna get him disqualified,

maybe even suspended... and for what?

Rowan, I wasn't.

This...

This whole thing was a mistake.

No. No, Ellie.

This wasn't a mistake.

This was another one of your plans

where you... 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 not.

If anything,

you're just a bigger dick than everybody else,

'cause this... was mean, Ellie.

Like, really mean.

Rowan?

We need you for the final assembly.

In just a minute,

our candidates for president will be joining me on stage.

I just want to say...

Hey, Rowan. Good luck, man.

Yeah.

Uh, you too.

...had a huge turnout

- for elections this year... - You know, I...

I-I was thinking a lot,

about what you said about detention, and

uh, you're so right,

so I-I-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 ya.

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, I'm probably stronger than him,

and I could definitely jump higher than he can,

but who cares?

I guess I've grown up

just like you wanted.

You 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, McMann 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.

Please? It-It's important.

Why did 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 Reed!

Whoo!

Uh...

Nate Reed to the stage, please?

Hello?

Good job.

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.

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 it

for the right ones.

So as my first official act as President.

I resign.

Bro.

Rowan's gonna fix detention.

How cool is that?

That's just a thing that I said,

but he's actually gonna do it,

but I can't.

Sorry.

Ahem. Heh. Thank you, Mr. Reed, for that... unorthodox speech.

And... I guess,

congratulations

to the next President of McMann High,

Rowan Cross.

I'm sorry.

I know how hard you worked on this campaign,

and it's never easy to see hard 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 McMann,

Ellie Pearse

a brilliant engineer and a strong leader

even when things don't go exactly as planned.

I mean, for a second there,

you even had me thinking

that Nate Reed could be a great President.

♪ I'm never the one to break down ♪

♪ But lately I've been losing the ground ♪

♪ Ooh, baby you've been breaking hard ♪

♪ And I know because I played the part ♪

♪ And I wish that I could just go back to the start ♪

Strike three! You're out!

♪ Ooh, 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 ♪

♪ When we were foolish

♪ And we were stupid

♪ And I was happy

♪ And carefree

♪ And yours

♪ Oh, I'm so foolish

♪ I'm so stupid

♪ 'Cause I'd still do anything to be yours ♪

♪ To be yours

Hey, hey.

I know you're upset,

but don't take it out on the McIntosh.

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 "Maxi Pad,"

then I never would've bonded with Rowan,

who would've never asked me to be his girlfriend,

and then he wouldn't have broken my heart,

and I never would've come up with this insane plan

in the first place!

A-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 maybe

you held on to some things too tight.

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

and maybe you hurt some 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 gonna regret it, if you don't. Hmm?

I love you.

Love you, Dad.

Fiona Coyne.

And you're Ellie Pearse, McMann High School.

I follow your GitHub and Stack Overflow.

Your explainer on object-oriented programming

basically taught me how to code.

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 McMann,

but Horton is filled with lazy, hormonal losers

who only 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 gonna end up 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.

Well, good luck, El...

lie?

♪ I didn't think I would care so much ♪

♪ About the way your hands touch my hair ♪

♪ You can keep them there

Hey, you an artist?

Uh, no, but my friend is.

Mm. Never mind, then.

Actually, he's... 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-I wish I could show him how talented he is,

but it's too late, you know?

Okay, uh, well, you can let him know

it's not too late to submit a portfolio

to be considered for our summer program.

Every single time,

I just feel like this is where I'm meant to be.

I almost wish I'd have known sooner,

and we could just...

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 gonna go through with it.

I believe you,

but Nate still deserved to know the truth,

and... I was

jealous.

Of me?

You're perfect!

You got a perfect a 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!

Well, 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 McMann High.

Forever in your corner, Ellie.

25,

26,

27...

Yo.

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

No.

What summer program is this?

Ellie?

Hey, Nate.

Hi.

Crazy thing just happened.

I just got offered a spot

at this super-fancy summer art program.

Really?

Are you gonna go?

Yeah. Uh, I think so.

I thought my folks were gonna 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 I sent them a copy of "Nate & 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

and so you can, what

have me run for the office of Campus Dumb-ass?

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.

Well

did they really love "Nate & Ellie"?

Yeah,

and so do I.

Yeah?

You mean like...?

You know what I mean.

Oh.

Does that mean you forgive me?

- Oh, God, no. - Oh.

I just feel bad for you,

now that I'm this big artist

and you're just... so high-school.

♪ ...But if you'll give me the chance to love you ♪

♪ Oh, I'll love you...

I got a three

a seven, and a skull.

Ooh... wrong dice, Nate.

Saving throws are one D20, plus dex bonus,

plus proficiency... if you're proficient.

Uh, Aja, tell us what happens

with a three and a seven

and a skull?

What? That-That's not

there's-there's no...

Yes! Improv!

Ellie, uh, back me up here that the rules...

Aja, just make it up.

Okay... fine!

You're doing really well.

Okay! Okay. So

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 you!

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...

This one's for you, Dad!

Well, not everybody changes in high school.

♪ My baby's got the big, big shoes ♪

♪ Tryna fill 'em but she just might lose ♪

♪ Who cares if you jump through hoops? ♪

♪ Just get up, get up get up! ♪

♪ There's Jimmy tryna make his way ♪

♪ Countin' pennies 'cause the work don't pay ♪

♪ Everybody's gotta take their way ♪

♪ So come on, come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Ahh...