Raven's Home

Mmm! Crispy hairline? Check.

Fit fresh? Oh, yes.

Bayside High ain't ready for this.

Hey, hey! Check you out. You look nice.

Uh-- Um, nice?

-That's all you got? -

Uh, I-I meant fresh.

Fly. Dope. Lit... Bussin'?

No, too late. You already said "nice"!

Hey, Booker. Nice shirt.

I get it. I'm changing.

I know that folder.

You got Ms. Rader for fourth grade. She's tough.

Please, I've got a 180 IQ.

I'm always the smartest kid in my class.

I think I can handle a teacher.

Rader goes the hardest on the smart ones.

Like my lab partner, Marty Henry.

By the time Rader was done with him, he got a B plus.

B plus? Is that what's below an A?

I gotta go.

All right. This is it.

This is the fit that's gonna make me stand out on my first day of school.

Hey, hey! Great shirt.

I'll be right back.

Oh! Look at you two! Runway ready.

Runway? Ms. Baxter. I could never.

Or could I?

-Yeah, it felt weird the moment I did it. -Yeah.

Oh, I remember what I wore on my first day of junior year.

Purple jacket, black graphic tee, cute jeans that made my booty pop.

Man, I'm dressed just like-- Just like--

Oh! Look at my baby, stuntin' like his momma.

Yep, that's us.

This is so weird. I'm going to my mom's old school.

Why is everyone staring at me?

'Cause you're the new kid. You're intriguing. You're interesting.

-You're mysterious. - I am?

No. But they don't know that yet.

Hey, I didn't know you played the trombone.

Yeah, it started as a joke in the sixth grade.

But now I'm in a funk fusion combo called, "Oh, No You Didn't."

So really the joke was on me.

Ben! How was your summer?

Seymour, see you got your braces off.

Carla, I heard your turtles had twins. Mazel tov!

Dude, do you have a handshake for everybody?

I like everyone to feel special. But don't worry.

I'm working on one for us.

It goes hawk hands into snake fists, and then we make it rain,

but both sides.

Hey, guys. What's up?

It's her. It's the girl from The Chill Grill. She's coming this way.

-Yo, what's up, Cami? -Hey.

"Hey"?

That's it?

...then, not a high, but low five.

Double snap. Super cool head nod.

I don't get it.

Okay, so I'll start over. So hawk hands--

No.

-Cami. She acted like she barely knows me. -She does barely know you.

But I stayed here to change that.

What? I thought you stayed here to hang out with us.

Really?

You know I just be saying stuff, right?

Ooh! Finally!

The kids are gone. Oh! I love the start of the school year.

Hey, Alicia, play my jam.

-Alicia, hold up! -

What are you doing here? What are you doing here?

Dad, you were supposed to take her to school two hours ago!

I told her she could stay home.

Poor thing lost her voice.

Really?

Well, she seemed fine this morning.

Tasha got invited to the party.

Wow, Dad. You never treated me like that when I stayed home from school.

That's because you were always up to something.

How do you know she's not up to something?

'Cause I raised you. I know what "up to something" looks like.

Okay. Let me get these pillows all fluffed up.

Get you tucked in. And...

Here's your remote.

Watch anything you want, even if you have to pay for it.

Wow.

Pay-TV.

You know, Pop-Pop may need glasses, but I see what's up.

I'm watching you, little girl.

And your doll too.

You're lucky you're with us, Booker.

-We sit at the cool table. -You guys sit with all the popular kids?

No. We sit at the table under the air conditioner.

It's always empty 'cause it's freezing.

Hey, hey! There's Cami. Let's go sit with her.

Booker, you can't just go over and sit at the cool table.

-I thought this was the cool table. -It is.

But that table's cool because they're all hot.

Which is cool.

For them.

Forget about Cami. Come on.

Hey, new kid!

Yes, you. Come sit with us.

Hey, I'm Booker.

Yeah. The ketchup guy. I remember you.

Hey, can you scoot over?

-So you go to school here now? -Yep.

I'm the new kid.

I'm so fresh I still got that...

new kid smell.

-Was that supposed to be funny? -Yeah, that was the idea. Yes.

So, what kind of stuff did you do in Chicago?

You know, made music with my friends, dabbled in fashion, rode my bike.

You rode your bike?

Uh... I-I mean my motorcycle.

I call it my bike.

My hog.

I be popping wheelies and everything.

So you're a bad boy?

Well, I was trying to keep it low-key.

But it can be our little secret.

Okay, bad boy.

Well, you better watch out for our principal. She is crazy strict.

But, um, I'm sure you aren't fazed by that.

I ran my school back home.

My principal was afraid of me.

I'm so bad, my own momma checks in with me before she makes a move.

Oh, look. There she is now.

Decline.

You know what? She trippin'.

But I'ma-- Uh-- I should take this and tell her she trippin'.

Otherwise she gonna be trippin' all day.

Hey, Mom.

I don't know why it went to voice mail. That is so weird.

I'm starting to think that this new kid might come in handy.

This is perfect.

Alice?

I knew it. I knew-- Lost her voice, my butt.

Raven? What are you doing?

I can't believe you let her stay home from school again today.

That little girl is playing you.

Auntie Rae has no idea...

-Raven, don't! -You are so busted.

Auntie Rae has no idea

how much I admire her.

What'd that robot say?

I tried to tell you.

This child genius designed a soundboard so she can communicate.

Oh.

You're my shero.

So does the shero have something she'd like to say?

I-- I apol--

I apologize...

to you.

Apology accepted.

Can I please have some more ice crabs?

No, you can't have ice crabs.

Hey, what are ice crabs?

She meant ice cream.

And of course you can have some more ice cream.

Hey! Get this child some ice cream. It's the least you could do.

This has gone far enough.

Do I have to ground you, young lady?

Ooh. I knew she was faking it.

I love you, Pop-Pop.

Oh, okay. So you think you're up to something.

Well, I'm about to be all kinds of up to something in this house.

Can you believe they won't let me join the cheerleading squad?

-You're the backup quarterback. -Exactly.

I'm already at the game, and I'm not doing anything.

Hey, Booker. Where are you going?

Ah! He's gonna ditch us for his little girlfriend again.

No, I'm not.

Wait, did she say she was my girlfriend? Did you hear something?

If you heard something, you gotta tell me.

No. She doesn't talk to me.

We haven't been friends in a long time.

When's the last time you talked to her?

I don't know. Not since middle school, I guess.

Maybe it's time to give Cami another chance.

Come on.

Fine.

-Hey, Cami. -Oh, hi, Booker.

-Oh. You brought Neil and Ivy. -I thought we could all sit together.

Yeah, yeah. Of course. Sit down.

Wow, we haven't talked in forever. How are you?

Fine.

Well, look at us.

Sitting together, being friends. Isn't this great?

It's definitely warmer.