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Hey, bestie. O-M-G, samesies!

Heads up, you might want to switch scrunchies.

Stephanie Murdock is wearing a pink one today.

Oh, thanks for having my back, bestie.

Back at you, bestie.

Teeth?

Hair?

Lips?

Fierce. O-M-G!

We're so in sync!

-Bye. -Bye.

Oh, hey, you!

Hey...

Yeah.

Oh. You go first.

Oh, no, after you.

Oh.

-Go ahead. -No, no.

This isn't working.

O-m-g.

Samesies.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Someone needs to move out.

You. Me?

You were the one gone for two weeks.

What? I didn't go to sleepaway camp. I fell in a manhole.

I know. But I got used to having my own space,

and taking care of our locker-cactus Rodrigo.

I'm sorry but you moved in with me.

I was assigned this locker. It's legit mine.

Fine.

Then I'm taking the cat calendar and the matching magnets.

I think this will be good for us.

Yeah, in a "best friends not being best friends" kind of way.

Nobody said B-F-F meant "forever".

That's literally what the second "F" stands for.

But we'll still see each other in the halls.

It doesn't have to be weird.

Totally not weird.

Hello!

What're you doing here?

Sorry. Just give me a sec.

I'm saying goodbye to the locker.

We have a deep spiritual connection.

Okay. It got weird.

I'm a little busy right now.

Oh, relax. No one can see me unless I want them to.

I have a task for you.

Oh, Grim.

Did you give me a gift?

Oh.

Sweetie, no, that's not for you. I don't do gifts.

It's a talisman. I want you to keep it with you

and await further instructions.

Why not tell me now?

Well, the drama, darling, the drama.

That's rude!

Are you finished talking to the locker?

Yes, where were we?

Okay, I get the Harry Styles coloring book,

you get the remaining portion of the glitter nail polish.

And you keep the scrunchies.

I want that for you.

Well, that's the last of it.

Wait.

We forgot about the emergency lip gloss.

I should get it, since I'm the one moving out.

But it goes with my eyes.

But I bought it.

It's my go-to for selfies.

Give me the gloss.

Yes!

What's going on here?

It's School Club Sign-Up Day!

Isn't this exciting?

I need some alone time.

I miss the Underworld.

It was so much quieter than middle school.

Except for the screams of souls going down.

Bowling club?

Huh. Yes, please.

Lacrosse.

Just try and stop me.

Quilting!

I'm in!

What's "quilting"?

Do you have any idea what any of that is?

I do not.

But we never got to do any of this in the Underworld.

And while I'm here, I'm going to enjoy

everything school has to offer.

Board Gamers Club!

This is a dream come true!

Come on, Scary, there must be a club you want to join.

Yeah, it's called "the peace and quiet

"and away from all these kids and you club".

Oh! I don't see that one.

Oh, Yoga Club!

Imagine that. They have a club for eating yoga.

Well, that's yogurt.

Never mind. He'll figure it out.

I'm gonna go eat buffalo wings in my car

and then head to the teacher's lounge.

Get away from these animals.

Hmm, "lounge"?

"Away from these animals"?

Sounds like my kind of club.

No people, no noise.

Comfy chairs. Oh, I am in.

Free food?

Jackpot!

Is this heaven?

Uh, no, it's the, uh, teacher's lounge.

Oh, wow, and that is my string cheese.

Has my name on it.

Barbara. Yeah.

Well, Barbara, I'm here to join your teacher's lounge club.

Yeah. I'm sorry. Yeah. No, students.

See, this is the place that teachers go to get away from you.

Oh, well, not specifically you,

but just you as a group.

That's not fair.

I finally found a place where I can relax.

This is where I belong.

Oh, yeah, life's not fair.

I mean, you put your name on your string cheese

and expect no one will eat it.

You're still hanging on to that?

Get out!

And she took my cheese.

Can't even find a place to sit anymore.

Look at Layla smiling and laughing

and eating her tuna melt,

like it's any other tuna melt Tuesday.

It's like she cared more about that lip gloss

than she did about our friendship.

Losing the locker is one thing,

but losing a best friend is worse.

Plus, my lips are totally chapped.

Hey, thanks for listening to me vent.

It really helps.

Oh, hi.

Seriously?

I've just been baring my soul.

Sorry.

Blocking people out with loud music is my happy place.

Why are you carrying a backpack the size of a minivan?

That's what I was trying to tell you.

Layla and I decided

-not to share a locker anymore. -She kicked you out?

-We mutually decided. -To kick you out?

No, I kicked me out.

Never mind. I'm too tired to rehash the whole thing.

I'm moving back into my old locker.

Yeah, that's probably not gonna work.

When you... You know.

They turned it into a bubble gum shrine in your honor.

Aw.

And ew.

It used to say, "We love you, Frankie."

Now it's just an unsanitary glob.

Miss you, Frankie.

I'm right here.

What am I gonna do?

I can't go back to my old locker. I don't have a new locker.

Normally when I have a problem,

I talk to my best friend, but I don't even have her.

See, this is why I don't get close to people.

Relationships are messy.

That's easy for you to say. You're a lone wolf.

But I'm not. I'm a social animal.

Like those adorable meerkats that all cuddle up together.

I'm a cuddler.

Hey, tomorrow is a chance for a better day.

Really?

I don't know. I saw it in a card

when my mom got her appendix out.

I mean, if I don't have a locker, do I even exist?

It's like I can't go back, but I can't go forward.

I'm stuck.

I think you're being a little dramatic.

No, really. I'm stuck to this stupid locker.

I knew this was gonna get messy.

Hey, what's this?

"Need a locker, call the locker broker."

I think this might be the answer to your problems.

-Nyx! -Sorry.

The trash can is way over there.

Not now. Remy, I'm waiting for someone.

I know. Sorry I'm late.

I had another showing across campus and traffic was crazy.

My card.

You're the locker broker?

Yep, I have a lot of side hustles.

A kid's gotta earn.

Real estate's a good game.

Plus, when else am I gonna wear this burgundy blazer Aunt Peggy gave me.

You do look professional.

How do you know so much about lockers?

'Cause I keep my finger on the pulse.

Fortunately for me, business is booming.

Maybe this isn't such a good idea.

I feel we are paying you for something I should get for free.

We're family. You don't have to pay me cash.

I also take crypto.

Let me help you. A locker isn't just a locker.

It's a place you call home.

Says right here, on the back of the card.

Walk with me.

Whoa! Remy, it's perfect.

I'll take it.

You wish. That's my floor model.

So what amenities are you looking for?

Furnished, unfurnished,

close to the good bathroom?

Got anything near the cafeteria?

Yeah, right. That's prime real estate.

Okay, here we are.

This beauty just came up on the market.

Isn't this Jennifer Langston's locker?

Yes, but she just moved in with her best friend.

So it's a sublet.

Jen Langston, she is a locker hopper.

I'll be out on my butt in a week.

I mean, hopefully things work out better for her and her bestie,

but sometimes things just blow up in your face

and you're left with a bunch of scrunchies.

Feels good that I can talk to my brother about these things.

Yeah. I don't have time to be your brother. I'm on the clock.

I have a better idea. You're fired.

-As your brother or as your broker? -Both.

Hi, roomie.

Frankie. It's me, Pretty.

I know, but if we were sharing a locker,

it would be our fun nickname.

That would be a fun nickname.

I do. I will.

Whatever you say when somebody asks you to share a locker.

I'm not sure what's happening here.

You just asked me to share your locker, and I said yes.

Right. When can you move in, roomie?

Now.

Whoa. That's a lot.

Do you not want to move in?

Oh, no, I'll make it work.

Speaking of work, Grim was looking for you.

Something about one of your tasks.

Right.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Put in our locker, roomie.

Gotta go to Italian Club. Ciao.

Uh, I told you students aren't allowed in the teacher's lounge.

This is our sacred space.

I brought donuts.

Oh, the girl can stay.

Whoa, that's not just glazed.

It's an assortment.

Victor, give her the recliner.

I don't know how to deal with the Webber kid.

He keeps disrupting class.

I've tried building trust.

I've tried setting expectations and accountability.

I've even tried empathy and pretended that I care.

Nothing works.

You could try taking his phone for the day.

Back where I'm from in the Underwo...

I mean, the down under,

he'd be tossed into the eternal pit of doom.

"Eternal pit of doom." It's classic.

Yeah.

You know, but that phone thing might actually work.

Thanks.

Want some of my, uh, string cheese?

You know I do, Babs.

Look... I could use some advice

on a little motor mouth in my class.

Lay it on me.

Now...

Stay...

Stay...

You don't know what "stay" means?

I joined Tap Dance Club and got these loud shoes.

They make my feet sound happy.

Wow, a little goes a long way.

Oh, you cleared out some space.

Now there's room for my handsaw.

I didn't know you were taking wood-shop.

Oh, no, I'm in magic club.

Hey, we're looking for volunteers to be cut in half.

As fun as that sounds, no.

Now it's time for lacrosse.

I don't think this locker thing is gonna work.

Hey, maybe the locker broker can help.

He's got a bench ad?

How has nobody drawn a moustache on that?

Whoa! Is that all schoolwork?

Half schoolwork, half emotional baggage.

Yeah, I heard about the locker breakup. How you holding up?

Not good. I thought Layla was a true friend.

I get it. As a Snickering, I never know

if people like me for me or my backyard waterslide.

You have a waterslide in your backyard?

It might sound great, but man does it chafe.

Look, I know it's hard to believe,

but having your family's name

on everything in town isn't easy.

Try being once dead.

Okay, you win.

Erlic, can I tell you something?

Sure.

I always thought you saw yourself as better than everyone else.

Only because I am.

I'm kidding.

But I really did think the same thing about you.

Well, it seems we were both wrong.

Okay, class, we got new textbooks.

Ooh! Oh, they're so heavy.

You gotta be kidding me.

Tell a friend.

Live that locker life.

Need a locker? I'm your guy.

You're hired again.

I knew you'd be back.

They always come crawling back.

Just give me Jennifer Langston's locker.

Sorry, no can do.

Somebody already snapped it up.

I told you, this market is white hot.

But, I can get you a deal, on a fixer-upper.

No, way! It looks like a crime scene.

The previous owner got upset after a bad report card.

But with a touch of paint and some TLC,

it'll feel like home.

Check it out, get a feel for it.

But don't take too long. I've got other offers.

Hello!

Frankie, open this locker.

I'm suffocating in here.

What are you doing in this janky locker?

Um, just getting my books.

And rude B-T-W.

My bad.

Love what you've done with the place.

Great. Now I look like a freak.

Well, your hair could use a little zhuzh.

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

I went to your old locker.

I stopped by the gym.

I even popped by that gross gum locker.

There is, like, an inch of saliva in there.

Is this about the task?

No! No, no, no. I just stopped by to say hi.

Of course, this is about the task!

I need you to sneak the talisman into Erlic Snickering's bag.

But...

Erlic can't know. So you need to be discreet.

Why couldn't the task be to go on his waterslide?

And why Erlic's bag?

It's a good question.

And none of your business.

Wait.

He has a waterslide?

I know, right?

This is nice.

You and me talking like besties.

What is happening?

Yeah.

This is gonna sound weird, but I'm glad to see you.

Since I came back from the Underworld,

things have been different.

It's not just the locker sitch.

I never realized how much I took Layla's friendship for granted.

And it's not just the fun texts and cute emojis.

Without her, I just feel kind of alone.

Oh, sweetie, I'm here for you.

Not right now, though.

I need to get out of this locker,

these gym socks really stink, so, toodles.

Toodles.

Come on, Erlic, where are you?

Frankie, you didn't happen to see a rabbit, did you?

White, long ears, big nose.

He's adorable, but he's got a mean streak.

Ow! -Oh, I think I know where he is.

Are you following me?

What? No. I have better things to do.

Relax, Frankie. I was kidding.

I can't tell because you always look so serious.

Yep. Resting Snickering face.

But I'm working on it.

I like that. But I was thinking more like this.

I love that emoji. You want some help with that?

Yes, please.

I've been carrying this thing around all day.

I just need to drop my bag in my locker,

and I can take your backpack wherever you need to go.

Perfect.

What do you have in here?

It's size of a minivan.

You know, books, scrunchies,

a cactus, everything but lip gloss.

-Is someone flying a drone? -Where?

Gah! Missed it.

Can I help you?

Oh! Uh, just admiring your locker.

It's so spacious.

I think I know what's going on here.

You do? I can explain.

Wait, I can't explain.

-But what I can tell you... -You wanna share a locker with me.

What?

Look, Frankie,

I'm flattered, but I just don't think we're ready for that step.

What step? Who's stepping? I wasn't stepping.

I don't wanna rush the locker share.

I know better than anyone the locker bond is sacred.

Yeah, I hear ya.

But seriously was someone flying a drone?

Gene, you're more than just a teacher.

You're a person.

But so are your students.

And they've got problems, too.

Learn to say, "I hear you".

You're right. I will.

And if that doesn't work, toss them into the eternal pit of doom.

Ah, that never gets old, Scary. You are a hoot.

Well, this, "hoot" is gonna take a power nap,

unless someone else has anything they wanna talk about?

Okay.

Oh, Principal Peppers.

Would anyone care to tell me what's going on here?

It's called the "share circle". Would you like to join?

No, I would not.

Everybody out.

Uh, not so fast, young lady, you and I are gonna have a little talk.

"Scary", is it?

I hear you're the go-to for advice.

I need some, for a friend.

So, I'm not in trouble?

Let's just hear your advice first.

This friend is having trouble dealing with their teenage daughter.

She puts up so many walls, tunes everyone out,

won't accept my friend request.

I mean...

I mean, my friend's friend requests.

That's normal. Teen years are rough.

It's really my daughter.

Spoiler alert.

Since moving to Snickering Willows,

it's been an adjustment for both of us.

All she's ever known is living in a big city, and it's been hard for her.

Oh, I just wish Nyx would make a friend.

Whoa. Your daughter is Nyx?

Yep, she doesn't like anyone knowing her mom's the principal.

Look, I know from experience,

it's not easy being from another place and dealing with change.

But Nyx is gonna be okay.

You just need to give her some space.

I'm sure she'll find a friend who gets her.

Thanks, Scary.

I appreciate the advice.

I'll tell you what? Even though you're not supposed to be here,

I guess I can look the other way for now.

Just stay out of the fridge.

If I have to hear about Barbara's cheese one more time...

That's okay.

I was planning on finding a new hangout anyway.

I want some peace and quiet.

Teachers are way too needy.

Ugh, tell me about it.

-Ooh! Donuts! -Stop.

Yep, I'm losing it.

Before you say anything,

I know I'm not supposed to be here, but...

Donuts.

I'm gonna have to bring that recliner in here.

I give up.

You're not the only person in this place that feels like an outsider.

Yeah, but you're one by choice.

I'll probably regret this,

but you can share my...

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

...locker.

But, are you sure?

Nope. But I already cleared space for you.

Don't make a thing out of it.

And do not call me roomie.

I realized something.

Oh, no, you're not gonna make a speech, are you?

Just a tiny one.

Whether or not you wanna admit it,

you're a good friend.

And I was so focused on losing Layla as a friend,

I didn't realize I was making a new one.

-Don't say me. -You.

We are gonna be great...

Locker-share-people.

Teeth?

Hair?

Lips?

I have no idea what that is, but I'm not doing it.

Cool. Cool.

We'll find our own thing.

Congratulations on your new locker.

Thanks.

You're the one who drew the mustache on my bench ad, aren't you?

Yep.

You wore your tap shoes all the way home?

At first it was new and wonderful,

now the tapping haunts me.

Hey, can I try those?

Sure.

I don't think you're using those right.

But thanks.

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