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un...

Believable.

I thought you were gonna say "un...

Derpants."

How can they put Molly.

On the front of the Brewster quarterly?

How can she be the face of the school?

Look at this face.

This is the face of the school.

That face scares me.

Not this face.

This face.

I like that face.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, guys, I'd really love your opinion.

About my piece for the art show.

Huh?

It's not good.

Come on. It's an abstract work.

A visual representation of how I feel.

When I'm playing my guitar.

Nope.

- I don't see it. - So confused.

Look at you.

Oh, you're doing so well.

Uh, what's the deal with hamster town?

They're for my science project.

I'm studying a hamster 's ability to learn new things,

if they press the green button, they get food.

But if they press the red button, they get a teeny shock.

Oh, sorry. I got so bored I fell asleep.

Sorry. I got so annoyed I punched you.

Oh, man, I have to win this art show.

Since when is art such a big deal for you?

Since I met dana Blair.

And found out she's really into artists.

And I think I know a way to get through to her.

Check out my tortured artist face.

You look like my mom on taco night.

Hey, Kacey.

Have you seen the new brewster quarterly?

Hmm? Nope.

Really? It's all over the place.

Everyone's reading it.

Haven't seen it.

Here's one.

Listen up, my homies.

I've got sign-up sheets for the art show right here.

Reminder: A picture of your butt is not art.

Well, I'm out of ideas.

The winner will have their artwork on display.

Here in the courtyard all of next year.

Uh, people?

Hi.

I wouldn't even bother entering.

I'm gonna win.

Don't get your heart set on it, Molly.

Zander is gonna kick your butt.

Oh, yeah.

Not with that.

With something much cooler than that.

Aww.

I forgot how funny you are, Kacey.

Aww, I forgot too.

Grace!

You see, Kacey,

I've been taking art lessons,

and after my stunning self-portrait wins the contest,

every day for the next year,

you'll get to look up at me while I look down on you.

Won't that just be awesome for you?

Totes awes.

Totes awes.

Love that. Yes.

Perf power.

Hmm.

Molly makes me crazy.

She goes sw far out of her way.

To just rub in my face how great she is.

Well, if I win, you won't have that problem.

That's right.

Zander.

You have got to win this art show.

I want to. But what am I gonna sculpt?

If you ask me,

the key is to sculpt something romantic.

And classic.

And beautiful,

like a woman.

Oh, you mean, like you?

It'll be great.

You'll sculpt me,

win the art contest,

and impress dana.

And more importantly,

there'll be a statue of you up there.

What?

It doesn't matter who's up there.

Hmm.

Okay, well, if it's not gonna be Molly,

then it might as well be me.

Right?

Just saying. All right, let's do it.

Hey, Kacey.

Can't wait to start sculpting. Got my Clay.

- Got my bone structure. - Great.

Oh, man, there's dana.

Dana.

Hey.

Hey.

Move past "hey."

I was just thinking about how.

Postmodernism is so awesome.

Yeah.

I guess.

If you think that irony is a substitute.

For actual artistic skill.

Uh...

Hey.

Zander,

your sculpture better be great.

Behold, the flying sticks.

One, two, one, two, three, four.

rock and roll!

You know what?

You guys are morons.

One of your sticks almost hit my hamster cage.

Oof!

Look, I know you're the artist,

and I'll pose however you like.

But I just want to make sure.

That you capture my true essence.

Your goddess-like qualities?

I did not say "goddess-like."

- Yeah, you did. - I may have.

But if you want to impress dana,

you got to let me do my thing.

Look, the Clay will tell me what it wants to be.

Fine.

Then I'll tell the Clay what I want it to be.

And the Clay will tell you.

Can we please keep our voices down?

You guys are disturbing Mary jo and Ellis.

Oh, right.

How are the little cutie-pa-tooties?

No baby-talk.

They're working.

So-rry.

Mary jo already mastered the food test, which is great.

And Ellis is taking a little more time, as all boys do,

but I'm sure he'll get the hang of it...

If other boys will stop throwing drumsticks at his cage.

Oh, please.

Mary jo and Ellis don't even know we're here.

Hello, hamsters.

Are we bothering you?

Oh, wait, hamsters don't talk.

Because they're stupid.

Ho. Slap!

Excuse me.

I really need them to focus on the test I'm giving, okay?

Let's be honest.

It's a simple test.

You push a button, you get food.

I do that with vending machines all the time.

What?

So let me get this straight.

You two fools really think.

You're smarter than my hamsters?

Oh, yeah.

Hamster log.

Afternoon.

New experiment.

I'm going to prove that Kevin and Nelson.

Are not smarter than hamsters.

And we are so gonna prove you wrong.

I'm the treasurer of the science club.

I'm pretty sure I can outthink a couple of rodents.

Who aren't treasurers of anything.

Okay.

Since you guys are so brilliant,

get the candy bars.

Easy. Green button.

Because green means go.

Science club treasurer, yo!

Watch and learn, hamsters.

Oh, I probably should have reminded you.

There's an electric shock.

That goes along with the wrong answer.

Noted.

Are you ready to see the statue of you.

That will be gracing the courtyard for a year?

Dazzle me.

Ta-da!

Okay.