Awkward.

- Previously on Awkward... - I want Matty to date.

Why don't you set him up yourself?

- Maybe I will. - Matty and I kissed.

You're a liar, and I need to break up with you.

What?

I promise not to interfere with you or Eva.

We don't need each other's blessings, Jenna.

We're not together.

Out of the car right now. Right now, come on.

We didn't do anything wrong.

The night so far had been an epic fail.

Three girls, three fights, and two broken hearts.

I was sick of fighting with Matty.

Why couldn't we move on?

Why was I letting Matty McKibben ruin another night?

I had a new man in my life,

and he and a drama-free night were just 40 minutes away.

Turn the car around. Not going down like this.

We can still make it to SCU by midnight

and spend our night with real men, college men.

Who's down for a little road trip?

Hell to the yes.

They say the best way to get over someone--

that someone being Jake--

is to get under someone new.

And that someone new is a yet-to-be-named college guy--

or guys--

with their manly scruff and five-button cardigans.

Every one of them

is like a living, breathing J Crew catalog, only hotter.

- Let's frickin' do this. - Let's frickin' do this.

Let's frickin' not!

I need you to take me home, pronto.

The only thing worse than getting dumped

is an "Eat, pray, suck" road trip with you two morons.

Good luck with "Crossroads 2."

What did Sadie know?

Crossroads is an underappreciated gem.

And Luke and his bed

would be the perfect remedy to everything.

Surprise!

I couldn't believe it.

Was Luke really cheating on me?

I wanted to speak, but I couldn't form words.

Lucky for me, I had a best friend

who was never at a loss for them.

WTF? A rub and tug with a fug?

The only ending you're getting tonight is an unhappy one.

And you?

I may look like a delicate flower,

but I am a million-dollar baby.

I will grab that messy mop and pull so hard,

you'll have to go to every Supercuts from here

to Oakland to re-create

that "Oh, I just rolled out of bed looking like this,

let me give you a sensual massage" look.

So put 'em up, 'cause it's go time, bitch.

Jenna, I'd like you to meet my best friend, Shayne.

Hi. I'm Shayne.

By the way, I'm gay.

_

Gay or straight?

Don't worry. My brother's been through this a thousand times.

They hold us for a night,

then we're brought before a judge in the morning.

We will be out after that.

Okay, right.

What's the matter?

You can't do a night in the clink, bro?

Oh, no, it's not that.

I had a ton of beer back there.

I got to go to the bathroom really bad.

They have toilets inside.

You know I'm pee shy dude.

- Gay or straight? - Straight.

- Hey, what are we going to say? - We're straight.

Yeah, but what if the gay wing is nicer?

Gay or straight?

Straight.

Wait. Why would you ask me that and not him?

Don't we get one phone call?

Yeah, we do.

How's this thing work?

Do we need wooden nickels or something?

It's like that gumball machine, but no, uh, coins.

Collect calls only.

Okay, whatever.

Whose number do we know by heart?

What about Jenna?

You have to have her number memorized.

I'd rather die in prison than call Jenna right now.

Come on, man.

There's got to be someone else whose number we have memorized.

Hello?

Hello, this is a collect call from the County Prison.

Not tonight, Ally.

Get out of another drunk-driving sitch yourself.

Yo.

Holy shit, you escaped?

Do you know how much trouble you're in now?

What are you talking about?

I just wanted to remind you before the vikes hit the zinny

that I got a girls' brunch with Val and Lacey tomorrow.

Weirdo.

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I'm sorry to just barge in.

- I was just missing you. - No sweat.

It can be a little hectic around here during midterms.

"Hectic" didn't capture the real.

It was a full-on sensory assault,

a revolting blend of stank, rank, and jank.

Desperate times equals desperate measures,

which equals Tamara digging for treasure

in this filthy heap of boy scuzz.

Hey, there. I'm Tamara.

Not sure that was the heat Tamara had in mind

when she pledged to hook up with a college guy.

OM Jesus, I need to scrub

a "Tuna fish, root beer, and corn chip" burp

off my face, stat!

Bathroom's down the hall to the--

It's coed!

Hey.

I'm sorry. I really have to study.

Luke was proving difficult to pin down.

Maybe I just needed to get a bit more creative in my approach.

What are you doing?

How about I quiz you,

and for every right answer, you get a reward.

Okay.

"The end of the Neutrality Act

came with the passage of this law in 1941."

The Lease Lend Act.

Yes.

Wait. No, I mislabeled it.

I think it's the Lend Lease Act, I'm pretty sure.

Can I see it?

Yep.

I can't do this.

I can't do this.

- Go. I'll form a human shield. - No, it's not that.

- Then what? - My...

"situation"...

has graduated from a stand-up job

to a sit-down one.

Eesh.

Good luck with that.

Uh, hey, that's my bunk.

Hey, man, I was assigned that bunk, so...

Wha-- Oh! Um, I'll go up in... here.

With Luke distracted,

I thought a nice view and some fresh air

would help us reconnect.

Isn't it nice?

Plus, it doesn't smell like coffee and Ritalin up here.

Totally.

Ugh. Seriously?

All right, let's-- Jenna, no!

What? It's just a nasty old flip-flop.

That was the doorstop.

It keeps the door from closing.

I don't have my phone.

Can you call Tamara and get her to come get us?

I left my phone downstairs.

Great. Now we're locked out here.

My effort to connect with Luke

had left us locked out in the cold.

I needed to generate some heat and fast.

Well, while we're stuck out here,

we might as well make the most of it.

Hmm?

Hey. Hey, what's wrong?

Jenna, you just don't understand

how important my studying is.

You're still in high school.

What does that mean?

Look, that didn't come out right.

No, Luke, why don't you tell me what else

I don't understand because I'm just in high school.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Ah.

Wait your turn, son.

I got a few pounds to drop in here.

Oh!

Oh!

Word to the wise--

you might want to think about keeping an eye

on your boy tonight.

He ain't making no friends.

Thanks.

What you in for, homes?

Who knows? You?

Pulled a trigger, made some things disappear.

Normally, I'm one easygoing mother.

But if someone gets on my nerves,

look the hell out!

Believe it or not...

my troubles began when I was younger than you.

Oh, hey.