High School - First Season

Okay. Are you ready?

Okay.

Well, whatever your mom said worked.

- My mom said I can sleep over. - I like boys. But I like you too.

Can we skip school on Friday and get tickets?

It's way above my pay grade. You'll have to ask your mom.

- If Mom says yes, can you loan us money? - You're trying to get me killed?

So, Tegan and I have been writing some songs, and we wanna play them for you.

Hey, where are you going?

You've been using me as, like, a filler friend while Sara was ignoring you.

You're not a filler friend. You're really important to me.

Yeah, as long as Sara's not around.

You should go back to your adoring fans.

Hang on!

Come in.

Oh, I thought you were Mom.

Did you go somewhere?

Yeah.

Where?

Uh, to give Maya our tape.

Did she like it?

She wasn't there.

Did you want something?

Yeah. Uh, there's this girl, Cass, that Phoebe really wants you to meet.

She thinks you guys would be, like, best friends,

and they wanna hang out tomorrow after school.

- Is this because you feel bad for me? - No! She just sounds really cool.

You don't have to if you don't want to.

Okay. Yeah.

- Sure, I'll meet her. - Cool.

I'll call Phoebe.

- Hi! - Hi!

Tegan, this is Cass. Cass, this is Tegan.

- Hey. - Okay. Enough with the pleasantries.

Um, pop quiz.

Bleach or Nevermind?

Nevermind.

Nevermind or In Utero?

- Nevermind. - Okay. Nevermind or...

The answer's always Nevermind.

Congrats. You passed.

This round.

- Well, I'm starving, let's order. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Okay.

No, no way.

No one under the age of 70 goes to Tim Horton's.

Robin's donuts are the best.

Incorrect. But I would be willing to undergo a taste test

if it'd make it all easier for you to admit that you're wrong,

and then, the loser, you, have to make the winner, me, a mixed tape.

Okay. Deal.

Cool.

Hey, you guys want to go to Lily's house?

Her parents are away.

Sure.

I don't know Lily, but I like the sound of parents being away.

What do you think?

Yeah. Let's do it.

So, where are your parents?

Ottawa.

My cousin had a baby, so they went to help out.

Which makes no sense because they always tell me how annoying infants are.

Maybe it was just you.

- - Ha-ha.

What is that?

My brother.

He's like a guitar genius or some shit.

Can we go listen?

That was awesome!

How long have you played for?

Only a couple years.

You know, Tegan and Sara make music.

No, not like that.

We just started.

Let me hear.

No. I don't--I don't know.

- Please? - Do it.

Okay.

That was so good.

I think I have a new favorite band.

Me too.

You guys are good. Like, really good.

Thanks.

They should play at the party.

What party?

Uh, it's this, uh, huge thing we do the Saturday after the last day of school.

We have live bands, a lot of local music people come.

You guys can play before my band if you want.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, we'd love to.

Cool.

- Oh, I suck. - No, you don't. That sounded great.

I just wanna do a really good job because who knows if we're good enough,

maybe we could play at a real show at, like, Republik or something.

I wish. Man, it's too bad we can't play one of these guitars.

Maybe we can.

How? Steal it?

No. But I'm sure we could figure something out.

This party is a big deal, and it'll be like our first show.

- And since we only have one guitar... - You have zero guitars.

Patrick has one guitar.

Right. But we just thought it would be cool if...

You want us to buy you a guitar.

No, no! We wanna work for it. And any job you have for us, we'll do it.

Will you help us?

Yeah. Of course.

There's plenty to do at the new house. I could use your help there.

- You mean it? - Yeah. I mean, right?

I mean, what do you think?

Yeah. I think it sounds like a plan.

- Really? - Yup. But, um,

we can't afford to pay both of you. So, one of you will go work for your dad.

- Oh, working for dad is so hard. - I know. It's called work for a reason.

And don't expect to get some inflated rate.

You'll make minimum wage.

- Thank you so much. - We're gonna work really hard.

Of course, you will, you're my kids.

And you won't get paid if you don't.

- All right. - Bye.

All right. Rock, paper, scissors.

Loser has to go work with dad today?

Sure.

- Best two out of three? - Uh-uh. Have fun at Dad's.

So, you're gonna take all this stuff here and you're gonna throw it away. Okay?

With what?

Your arms.

- Oh, don't you have a machine for that? - Yeah. But today I have you.

Hey.

What's this?

Lunch.

Hey!

Hey!

Hi.

- What are you doing here? - Your mom told me where you were.

I thought we could settle our bet.

Once we take this first bite, there's no going back.