Me

I've been told I suck at storytelling.

That my stories are all over the place.

But what am I supposed to do? Not tell them?

They're my stories.

Get him!

I know you're in there!

Last chance.

Toast, Ben.

You are toast.

Leonard?

Where's Ben?

- -

- You have his social? - I do.

- Anything else? - We're all set.

- You have my number. - I do.

- Okay. Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Nice to meet you. - You too.

- Bye. - Have a good day. Bye.

Hey. Hey. Hi. We're all set.

You call me, you text me for anything. You're gonna have the best day.

I love you. Yes. Okay.

Oh, Kenny, can you keep an eye out for this young man? He's new here.

Yeah, um... I'm Kenny.

Ben.

- Max's... Oh. - Yeah.

Cool, uh, camera.

Look, I know how these sorts of things are supposed to go.

Origin stories always kinda feel the same.

Except for mine.

In my case, things always felt so overwhelming.

- No. He was just being himself. - Just Jason being Jason.

That's funny.

There never seem to be simple answers or easy fixes.

I feel like I'm always asking myself, "Is this what I'm supposed to do?"

"Is this who I'm supposed to be?"

"Is this me?"

Ben?

Ben?

How was your first day?

Good.

Good?

It was fine.

How about you, Max? How was your day?

- Strange. - Strange?

Uh, surprising.

I am intrigued.

Did you keep an eye out for Ben like we talked about?

Um, can we play a game?

- A game? You didn't answer. - Yeah. Two truths and a lie.

- Max? - Know how to play?

- It's in the title, isn't it? - So, yes?

Hang on. I don't know how.

You share three things about yourself, only one of them isn't true.

- It's an ice-breaker. - Great. Let's try.

Yeah. It's a good way to see if someone's telling the truth.

Uh, do you wanna go first?

- I-I'm okay. - All right. Why don't I go?

I was born and raised right here in Boatright.

I thought you were born in New Jersey?

I was.

- That was the lie. -

- Sorry, still learning. - Mm-hmm.

- Do you wanna give it a try, Ben? - Why do I have to go next?

Okay. Whatever, I'll go.

Um, let's see.

I used to be best friends with Danielle Cooper

before she decided

every boy in the world was more important than our friendship.

- Dad, stop. - Sorry.

Number two, we go to Arturos every year for my birthday,

even though I hate it, because my mom loves it.

Uh, and number three,

I was in a big fight at school today and everybody was talking about it.

- Wait! You were in a fight? - Hold on.

One of those things is not true.

- Arturos? - No, that's Julia's thing.

The fight.

Yeah. That was the lie.

I mean, there was a fight at school today, it just didn't involve me.

- What are you doing? -

Uh... ...I... I... I couldn't sleep.

So, I... Guess I... I thought that...

I... I don't know what I thought.

Yeah. Okay. Your story kinda sucks.

Why are you up?

I heard your mom's voice through the wall. It's weird.

Weird how?

She's not my mom.

Why didn't you tell her what happened?

Because she's happy. I didn't want to mess that up.

Here. Listen.

What do you think?

It's fine, I guess.

Okay. Who do you listen to then?

What, you don't have, like, a go-to?

Look, I get it, okay?

You're in a new house, at a new school, and it's a lot.

I have this, like, rule where, when something big happens...

Boom! I reinvent.

Like, uh, when they got engaged, I went purple,

and then after the wedding, pink.

It may seem small but you gotta figure out what you wanna do, who you wanna be.

Who do I wanna be?

- Breakfast! Ben! Max! - Heard you.

Hey, Max. You don't wanna wait for Ben?

I didn't realize we were having anyone over.

- Did Ben let you in? - Oh.

Why... Why are you looking at me like that?

Wha...

You're friends with Max, yeah?

Friends?

- How'd you get in the house? - I live here.

Mom?

Ben?

Mom!

- Ben? Where are you? - Mom, I'm right here!

Hey, if this is some kind of joke, it's not funny, okay?

It's... It's not a joke.

- He's not in his room. - Call his cell.

- I'm calling. - Hey!

- - Last chance to come clean.

W-What's wrong with everyone?

I found his phone.

Hey, Ben!

All right. That's it. I'm calling Darren.

Darren, it's Phil. We're having a little bit of an issue...

- What the... - ...over here with Ben, Liz's kid.

Oh, no.

Where's Max? Where's Max?

Max!

Max, wait.

Hey. What's up, Kenny?

It's me, Ben, your brother.

Ha-ha, hilarious.

I'm serious. Something happened last night and I woke up like this.

Shut up, Kenny.

And you might consider changing out of your pajamas.

Maybe our conversation triggered something.

The whole reinvention thing.

You said I could be whoever I wanted. Here I am.

You expect me to believe that?

- It's the truth. - It's the worst story ever.

It is. But then you said my stories suck last night too.

Please.

Max. I need you to believe me.

- Fine. I believe you, Kenny. - Max, please!

I used to think you were nice, but clearly...

I was wrong.

- How? How did you... - I don't know. But do you believe me?

- -

You can't go back in there. Not wearing that.

- Not looking like... - Him?

Yeah.

Wait! Where are you going?

If I don't show up, then my dad gets a call and we both get in trouble.

Just, um, find some place to hide and I'll text you when I can, okay?

I don't have my phone.

Can I trust you with this?

Here's the passcode. Don't show.

- I promise. -

- Nice look, Walker. - Yeah.