Liar, Liar, Vampire

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Moving vans and boxes.

Packing and unpacking.

That's pretty much been my life for as long as I can remember.

My name is Davis Pell.

Because of my mom's job, we've had to move around a lot.

I only just moved to America from Australia.

When you're always the new kid,

it's pretty hard to make friends.

Most of the time, it's just me hanging by myself.

Never having a chance to settle down can be a bit lonely,

but I've found ways to keep things--

Uh-aw!

-interesting.

Couldn't be.

Oh-ah!

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Ah!

Oooh!

- Rayzon, you followed me to America?

- I would go anywhere to finally destroy you,

Davis Pell.

Even suburban Seattle.

Let's end this.

It's possible

I'm not the coolest guy in the world.

In fact, most people would say I'm kind of a dork.

And you know what?

Uh!

They might have a point.

I mean, look at this.

I'm having an imaginary fight, and I'm losing.

But not anymore.

I'm at a new school.

Heck, I'm in a new country.

Things this year will be different.

I'm going to have friendS.

I'm gonna be popular.

Maybe I'll even get a girlfriend for once.

Whatever it takes.

Starting this year,

Davis Pell isn't going to be a loser anymore.

Uh!

I think you got 'em.

- You didn't see all of that, did you?

I think I can safely say

I didn't see much as you and Rayzon did.

- Rayzon.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So...you live next door?

- No, just a big fan of porch swings.

Travelling the country porch swing to porch swing.

- I hope that works out for you.

Wait!

Don't move!

Shhhw.

There was one behind you.

Thanks, Katniss.

No charge.

Hey, I was wondering.

Maybe because I'm new in town and all that,

that maybe you could--

- Uh, uh, uh, turn it around, ninja warrior.

I don't date boys who play make-believe.

Right, got it.

You're probably wondering about the kaleidoscopes.

My mom gets me one every time we move.

Told you we moved a lot.

I've been collecting them since I was a kid.

I don't know what it is about them.

I guess I just like having something to show

for all the places that I've lived.

You also might have noticed that sometimes

I like to imagine stuff the way I'd want it to be

instead of how it really is.

You know, like daydreaming.

Let's just say that my daydreams

are little more colorful than most.

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Hi, honey.

Hey, mom.

- Are you excited to meet all your new classmates tomorrow?

Excited?

Um, have we met before?

I'm sure you could have plenty of mates if you tried.

Yeah.

Let me guess, if I just be myself.

- Oh, honey, it's high school.

Nobody's really themselves yet.

Mm.

- Things will look brighter in the morning.

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Yeah, you're right.

Things do look much brighter.

Here's your lunch.

Weird health food?

With all your allergies, yes.

Oh, and...

Ta-da!

- Your lucky first day sweater.

- No, mom, I thought you burned that.

You've worn it

on your first day for the last five years.

- And every year has been a complete disaster.

It kind of defeats the purpose of having a lucky sweater,

now doesn't it?

It's horrible, and it's too small, ma.

I can't wear it.

No, it's not.

It's perfect.

Your grandmother made it.

And Nana is legally blind.

Mom, okay, I'm not wearing it.

I'm not.

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Can I help you?

- I'm supposed to get a schedule.

I'll pull it up for you.

- Hi, everyone, I'm Caitlyn Crisp,

reminding you that Forksley High is recycle friendly.

We can save the planet.

We only have one Earth, you guys.

So let's all pitch in and treat it right.

The Earth likes you, and I like you, too.

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What's that?

Your schedule.

You just asked for it.

Thank you.

Pull it together, Davis.

You can do this.

Sorry, Nana.

Hi, everyone.

It's Caitlyn Crisp again.

And on this edition of "Caitlyn's World,"

I'll be talking about

the hottest event of the season--

this fall's Sweetheart Dance at Forksley High.

You don't want to miss a minute of it.

What's the matter?

That last blog that you posted on your site was amazing.

I know.

And I love that people love my videos.

But still, I can't help but feel like there's something missing.

What do you mean?

- People in this school look to me

to make their life more fulfilling.

And I just keep giving them more of the same.

There's got to be something new.

I want adventure.

Uh!

Excitement.

Maybe even danger.

Ugh!

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Okay.

Let's do this.

I don't know what it is.

But I do know one thing.

It's out there waiting for me.

Who are you?

I'm new.

Oh, the new guy.

You care to introduce yourself to the rest of the class?

No.

Good, take a seat.

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Here, let me help.

Thanks.

Cool accent.

Is it real?

Why would I fake an accent?

To sound cool.

You think I sound cool?

See you around.

There's definitely something interesting about him.

Love the accent.

How did you do that?

Do what?

Hey.

Who are you?

I--I--see ya.

Who was that guy?

I don't know.

How did he get all the way down there?

A vampire?

I'm telling you.