Degrassi: Next Class

- Again. - Rory Tomlinson,

66 Princess Court, Orlando, Florida.

- Date of birth? - July 16th, 1994.

Zip code?

Um...

Give me a second. Um...

Dude, if you mess up at the liquor store, they'll know the ID's fake.

Are you sure this guy even looks like me?

Same hair. Same eyes. Same dimples.

You noticed my dimples?

Oh... you love Zig?

You, shut up. And you, focus.

No keg means no keg party,

which means no dough to send this nerd to his summer program at Caltech.

- Man, I'm so jealous. - You guys can always visit.

I don't know. You think we're gonna make enough money for two extra flights?

Doubtful. Uh, but my folks have a camper van.

- We could always drive out. - What, like, you and me?

Yeah. If there's extra cash left over from the party, we could use it for gas.

Seriously?

- -

So you better practice because no one's going anywhere

unless you get this right.

- Uh, keep testing him. - You're out?

- I've got a thing. - A woman of mystery. I dig it.

- Hey, she's a keeper. - Yeah, no arguments here.

- -

248,400 divided by 360?

- 690. - Wow.

Uh, excuse me, Yael.

We have some important business to discuss.

No, you can't copy my math assignment.

Actually, the topic's more recreational.

- Um, we're going to a party. - Oh, hells yes!

Oh, hells no. High school parties are torture.

You've never been to one.

- Who knows? You might have fun. - I know I will.

Yeah, that's not happening.

Well, you better try because I don't want a Debbie Downer as my date.

Your date? What, are we living in an alternate reality now?

- We made a bet. You lost. - You were serious about that?

Am I to understand that the idea of spending one evening with me

is completely intolerable?

Yeah, um, next question.

What are you so worked up about? It's not like you have a boyfriend.

No, but she does have a Hunter.

What does that even mean?

You two are basically a teen drama.

"Will they or won't they? Binge-watch to find out."

Whatever. If anything was gonna happen between those two,

it would've happened a long time ago.

I'll pick you up at 8:00. Wear something nice.

We lost by five points. Five!

Last time we lost by ten.

Yeah, but this is the weak team. We should've beat them.

- What? - We're a weak team, too.

Especially after... you know.

I kicked Frankie off for her racist prank?

Do you guys think it's weird that she watches all of our games?

- You know who's not watching? - Tiny?

National team scouts.

Which means I'll never get an invite to try out.

You're still a great player.

No one cares about the best player on the worst team.

- I'm so sick of losing. - Look on the bright side.

We only have one regular season game left

and after we lose that, we're out.

- But what if we won? - What if pigs could fly?

- I'm serious. - So am I.

They'd be terrifying.

We could still make the playoffs and save this season.

- Do you have some sort of miracle plan? - We don't need a miracle.

We just need more practice.

- Lung function looks good. - She's been doing her therapy.

Mmm-hmm.

- Any reactions to the new medication? -

Grace... the nurse asked you a question.

- Sorry. - It's all right.

You know, we like CF patients to maintain active lives.

Tell my mom that.

I'd worry less if you told your friends about your condition.

Then I'd have zero chance at a normal life.

The one girl she tells, she stops talking to.

- What happened with you and Zoë? - Are we done for today?

Unless you have any questions.

Would I be able to handle a summer road trip?

- With who? - Zig.

- A boyfriend? - Oh, she's working on it.

Uh, Mom, let the nurse answer the question.

Physically, it's possible,

as long as you do your treatment on the road,

but, obviously, Mom has final say.

- Maya's okay with this? - Maybe?

I'll need more details.

You say yes, you can have whatever you want.

Really? Do you hear that?

Come on, ladies! We need more balls over the net!

I need a break.

My arms feel like jelly... and not the good kind.

Guys, this is not a winning attitude.

If you want to win, we really do need a miracle.

Or... Frankie?

We just need to practice. We have all weekend to get better.

I have an English essay worth 30% of my grade.

And I need to go to that party to show Tiny that I'm totally...

totally over him.

And that's more important than volleyball?

Yes?

I'll see you on Monday.

Bye.

I'm sorry. I wish I was better.

I wish everything was better.

I can't just forgive her, can I?

I don't know. Can you?

I swing with my dragon and elf.

I take four from your dragon and bolt your elf.

After we finish this game, I propose an Alien marathon.

Those movies are pretty long.

It's Saturday, so you don't have school tomorrow.

I know... but I, um, I have a date.

- I'm going to that party in the woods. - With whom?

Baaz. He called in his bet.

- So it's not a real date. - Well, he thinks it is.

Whatever.

Baaz is just happy any dumb girl said yes to him.

So now I'm "any dumb girl"?

So you're actually taking this seriously?

So, what, you're gonna, like, kiss him or something?

I like boys. He likes girls.

I guess a kiss is theoretically on the table, yeah.

Why? Would that bother you?

They're your lips.

- Do what you will with them. -

- So you don't care? - Why would I?

I think Baaz is cute.

You do? But he's so short.

Yeah, well, so is Yael.

- No offense. - None taken.

- What're you wearing? - I don't know.

Well, I have this new white dress that you would look smokin' in.

What do you think, Hunter?

Whatever.

Thank you, Frankie.

At least one Hollingsworth cares about my date.

I want tonight to be perfect. Mmm-hmm.

The DJ booth will be right over here and we'll get a generator to power it.

This party's gonna be sick. Tiny's so lucky to have you as a friend.

What's with the sour face?

You know how I promised never to lie to you again, right?

I do recall that moment, yes.

So spit it out.

I think Zig's ready to move on.

Oh. Yeah. Figured that was coming.

- You did? - Yeah.

If Esme makes him happy, I guess so be it.

Zig could never be serious about a girl like that.

They've been breathing each other's air for the past two weeks.

I figured they were already hooking up.

- You think? - I don't know.

But... if they're not, they will be soon.

Hey! Where to next?

- All right. Bye, Dad. -

Wow.

You look... Wow.

- What did you do? - Uh, contacts.

You should wear contacts more often.

- Well, this was fun. - Wait, wait, wait. I'm nervous.

And when I'm nervous, I say the wrong thing.

So are you nervous, like, 99% of the time?

It's important to me that tonight go well.

Can we start again?

- Okay. - Wow.

You look... Wow.

Was that better?

Come on. Let's get this party started.

- Yeah, totally. -

Yeah, this is incredible. I can't even believe this.

- That'll be $20. - For a keg party?

Price just jumped to $25.

All right, bevvies for my besties.

- Oh... -

We've already made $1,000. That's enough to cover your airfare.

Guys... I really appreciate this.

- Aw, I think he's gonna cry. - To the best friends in the world.

All right.

Mmm.

You guys deserve some play time. I'll watch the door. Go on.

Yeah.

Uh, do you wanna go for a walk?

So I talked to my mom and she said yes.

- To our Cali road trip. - Oh, cool.

I hope I can get some time off.

- From playing Xbox? -

- Okay, you can't tell anyone. Promise? - Okay. This sounds good.

I'm part of a summer dance troupe.

Oh, my God. You took the stripper gig?

No, no. This thing's for kids.

It's, like, a fairy tale. I play Prince Charming.