Jem and the Holograms

I make videos because it's a part of who I am.

I'm in this constant state of change.

I'm not really myself on my channel.

I'm all these different characters.

Everyone has a secret identity.

Versions of ourselves that we create to be shared,

and liked and followed.

Why else would Facebook give everyone a wall?

Because after you make your life look perfect,

you need something to hide behind.

Okay. Much better.

So now you know my real "secret identity".

But with all the identities we have access to online,

there's always been one question

I haven't been quite able to answer.

Which one's the real you?

Now, I know that sounds like something I got off a poster

in my guidance counselor's office,

but that doesn't change the fact that it's the truth.

Which is what I, Jerrica Benton, am here to confess to you,

my closest friend,

the Internet.

I just really never expected things to get so out of hand.

Especially because less than one month ago,

at the beginning of the summer,

nobody even knew I existed.

I was living the most unexceptional life

in the least likely place imaginable.

Pineview, California.

Okay-

Here comes the truth.

Hello, welcome to Kimber cam.

So 10 years ago, when I was eight, I moved here from Los Angeles

with my little sister, Kimber.

Now, you know how some people go online

and overshare every tiny, little detail of their lives? Mmm...

Well, Kimber basically invented that. Ta-da!

Her life is just an open e-book for everyone to see.

Whether they want to or not.

I'm waiting.

Since we live with our Aunt Bailey,

that means we also get to live with her two foster daughters.

There's Shana, who is a fashionista

who thinks way outside the box.

And Aja, who's a part-time genius,

full-time badass.

Girls, come down and meet your sisters.

Aunt Bailey took us in 10 years ago

when Kimber and I had nowhere else to go.

And the five of us have been a family ever since.

Now there's only one missing piece,

and it's a big one.

My dad, Emmett.

He would call me his diamond in the rough,

or his Jem.

All right, so what I'm trying to do right now is fix this circuit,

which is giving me lots of problems.

But try and try again.

He was an inventor, a dreamer, (WHISTLING)

always working on his greatest creation.

5IN3RGY.

Or what he'd call Synergy.

Even though his philosophy was

to always finish what you've started,

um... he passed away before he got to complete this one.

I can't even get the thing to turn on, but for now,

I keep it on my shelf so I still feel like he's with me.

Here she is in her native habitat.

No. Kimber, not now. An eager, free-spirited artist

ready to share her songs with the world.

Seriously, stop it!

Can I not have five seconds of privacy?

You know I don't like it when you sneak up on me like that.

Cool it, J. I come in peace.

Two things. First of all, your hair is a total mess.

As always. It's supposed to be like that.

Hanging in front of your face?

Literally poking you in the eyeballs?

Everyone wears it like this. Trust me, it's cool.

Okay. Well, this is better.

Look, I can see you. There you are.

Okay, whatever. What's the second thing?

I don't like being on camera.

Get out. Get out! Stop!

Now, I know what you're thinking.

This many girls under one roof, recipe for disaster, right?

Well, if you're thinking that, that's sexist,

and you should be ashamed of yourself,

because we actually get along really well.

We're a family.

Calm down!

No! I'm not going to calm down. Yes! You need to.

I spent my own money on this! I need you to listen.

Hello! Anybody? Mmm...

What? What's happening?

I was just trying to help out our little Kimber,

and the next thing I know she's going

all Katniss on me, throwing stuff at me.

Look what she did to my favorite skirt.

She turned it into a denim napkin.

Denim napkin's actually a really good idea.

Oh, my God, I'm so tired of you, Shana!

Ugh...

Don't call me.

But I love you.

Hey, so, if anyone asks I was here all morning.

We thought you were.

Exactly.

Look, I'm just tired of you "improving" my clothes, okay?

I don't want to look like a fashion refugee from 1985.

I think it's fun.

I'm glad you think that, Aja.

Because she did the same exact thing

to your favorite dress.

Surprise.

Do you remember what Dr. Kessler said about breathing

before we react?

I love it! This would look way better.

Why would you do that? What the hell are you doing?

Shana, you can't take clothes and do this to people.

Yes, I can. I'm making everyone... Calm down!

I just need peace and quiet.

Five minutes of peace and quiet. Okay. Hey!

I'm trying to focus. No, you're trying...

Girls, come on! Kimber, hit a C note.

Seriously, Aunt Bailey? Yeah, seriously. Let's go.

Very nice.

Kimber, you were a little flat. What?

And Shana, you were a little sharp.

You know, I would love nothing more

than to get you all a new wardrobe.

But the store's not doing great.

See, that's what I'm talking about.

I mean, money's tight until we sell the house

and I'm just trying to make the most out of what we've got.

And I know that I messed up and I'm sorry.

Okay?

Come here. Oh, my God.

If you want to hug something,

can you hug one of those grocery bags?

Weirdest family ever.

While we're coming clean,

I might've possibly borrowed these without asking you.

The earrings my dad gave me?

I have a problem. Sorry.

My room is locked.

Yeah, but not in any serious way.

Let's go! Or I'm going to make you sing again.

Wait, you GUYS-

Guys, I just had the greatest idea.

A music video?

Yeah. Shana and Aja, we can do that song we've been working on.

And Jerrica, if you want, you can back me up on vocals.

I'm in. Sweet.

Uh, I'm just going to stay here and help Aunt Bailey.

Come on!

It'll be fun.

Just be yourself.

Or not.

You're in real luck, because Aunt Bailey's a real hoarder.

Wait. What did you just call me?

A collector.

Yeah. That's what I thought you said.

We can go to the garage and use all the old clothes in the back.

And no one even needs to know it was you.

We can get you a disguise.

Welcome to Aunt Bailey's garage.

Don't laugh.

Come on, Jerrica!

What? No, you want me to watch?

Yeah. Let's go. I'll watch.

Come on. You're coming along.

Here. Wear this one. Oh...

No complaining.

On, my God. (CHUCKLES)

How do I look? Ladies?

Truly?

Truly, truly?

Outrageous!

Do the hair flip? No? Okay.

All right, J. It's your turn to sing!

To sing? Yeah.

This is your song. You got it.

Sing one of your songs. Sing what you feel. Come on.

I'm not... What? Yeah.