Avalon High

Avalon High (2010)

Sync By iersyad90

Ow!

Are you okay, Allie? I heard a thump.

What are you doing on the floor?

I guess I fell out of bed.

Oh. I remember you used to do that all the time when you were four.

I bet when I was four, I wasn't dreaming about medieval combat.

I was.

What a surprise.

Well, as long as you're up, you can unpack.

Sure.

What's the point?

All unpacked, sweetie?

Getting there. Good.

I see King Arthur and his Merry Men

have once again taken over the house.

It was Robin Hood who had the Merry Men, sweetie.

Arthur had the Knights of the Round Table.

You know that. Yes, I do.

How could I not know that, when it's all you guys talk about?

We're professors of medieval literature, Allie.

It's our job.

I know, but you guys talk about King Arthur so much,

I'm starting to dream about him.

And not like most girls who dream about knights in shining armor.

Mine have dirt all over them and BO

and are missing half their teeth.

You're actually quite accurate.

During Arthurian times, dental hygiene

wasn't considered to be...

Dad! Seriously!

Sorry. Sorry.

Eww.

Here you go. Thanks.

I don't know why you guys bother to unpack.

We're just going to move in six months, right?

Which would be great.

I mean, like you always say,

who wants to live in one place their whole life?

What?

Well, it's not going to be six months this time.

What, one month? Two?

Maybe I should legally change my name to "New Girl. "

It's three years, Allie.

What?

We're going to be here for three years.

This place is... special.

We were just offered contracts at the university.

So, we're staying?

Yes. Now, we know that three years is a long time...

Wait. I'm going to be at Avalon High until I graduate

Yes.

And I can try out for the track team?

And finish a season? And make actual friends?

Yes.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

My coffee, my coffee...

Oh, sorry. Whoo-hoo!

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Where are you going?

Morning. Morning.

After you.

Thanks.

All done?

I'll just...

Bye.

Weird.

Are you nervous?

Mom, it's, like, my billionth first day of school.

I know. So, you're nervous.

Of course I'm nervous!

You'll be fine. You always are.

I'll pick you up at 3:00.

Oh.

Actually, make it 5:00.

I'm going out for track, remember?

Bye, Mom. Bye, honey.

Marco, why can't you just steal my lunch money

like every other bully?

I need my locker! What's wrong with yours?

Well, Miles, since you asked,

mine's too far from class.

You don't even go to class!

Give me the combination.

1-2-3-4-5.

Give it to me, Preschool,

or I'll put in the locker.

Wow, nerd in a locker. How original.

We're now living inside an '80s teen movie.

That's enough, Marco!

Hooray!

If it isn't Will Wagner here to save the day! My hero.

What are you gonna do, Will, hit me?

You're not worth the detention.

Just get outta here, before I change my mind.

Okay.

Whatever.

He can't protect you 24 hours a day.

Oh, wow, you know that there are 24 hours in a day?

You must be evolving.

Thanks, Will.

I was about to, as they say, "throw down" with him,

but I thought you might want to deal with him

yourself, since he's your brother.

Step-brother.

Hey!

Hey. Water Fountain Girl!

I guess that's me. Hi.

Hey! I didn't know you went to Avalon High.

Yeah. I didn't know you went here either.

Although, technically, I don't know anyone who goes here.

I'm new.

I mean, my name's not "New," it's Allie.

I'm Will.

There. Now you officially know one person.

Yep, I'm practically Homecoming Queen.

So, are you on the track team?

Because of the running in the park.

Or maybe you just like running. I love running.

Wow. Did I just say "running" like four times?

Football, actually. I'm kind of the quarterback.

Of course you are.

I mean, because you seem so quarterback-esque.

Hey, sweetie.

Come on, I want to make sure we sit together in History.

Hi.

Jen, this is Allie. She's new.

Allie, this is my girlfriend Jen.

Hi! Nice to meet you!

Yeah, you, too.

There you go. Your friends have already doubled.

Wait, lipstick. Will, Jen.

Where were you guys this morning?

Didn't you get my text?

Five burgers for five bucks!

Allie, this human garbage disposal is my best buddy Lance.

Lance, Allie.

Hi. Hey.

Did you meet Jen?

Jen's the coolest chick in school.

Yeah. That she is.

Aw, thanks, guys.

So, what's your first class?

European History with Mr. Moore.

Oh, we've got that, too! Come with us!

Okay, everybody.

Grab a book and a seat.

William.

Rumor has it you're going to lead Avalon Football to State

for the first time this year.

Yeah!

That's the plan, sir. That's my boy.

Class president, Homecoming King,

straight-A student, and he's polite.

If only I had an entire class full of Will Wagners.

I think I'm going to puke.

What're you looking at?

Here you go.

I'm sorry, is there a problem, Miss...

Pennington. Allie Pennington.

Ah! That explains everything!

Everyone, please welcome Avalon High's newest student,

Allie Pennington.

That's about all you're gonna get. Yeah.

Allie's parents are professors of medieval literature at the university,

and they also wrote the textbook we'll be using this semester,

when we learn about King Arthur and his court.

Easy A!

Nobody asked you.

Hi. I'm Allie.

No. No, no, no, no, no. Avert your eyes.

Excuse me?

You're making a tactical error of monumental proportions right now.

By sitting at my desk?

By talking to me.

I mean, come on! You had a great start.

I saw you talking to Captain Everything this morning.

You have a chance to be in the popular group.

Don't mess it up.

I can be friends with whoever I want.

Including you.

Who said I wanted to be your friend?

You. No, I didn't.

Then why are you still talking to me? But I'm not.

Ah, but by saying you're not talking to me, you are talking to me.

Check and mate.

Okay, first thing we're going to do

is to break up into teams to write research papers.

You'll draw your topics out of this.

Courtney, you're with Todd.

The architecture of Camelot.

Interesting.

Will, you're with Karen.

Can't I be with Jen?

No, Jen is with Lance.

Ah. How apropos.

The sports of Camelot.

Jennifer.

The tragedy of Camelot.