High School - First Season

...would maybe be afraid 'cause there's so many heavy guitar bands?

No, I think I've been playing music long enough

to realize that if I'm having fun, that's the only right way and...

not to be to worried

about people's preconceptions, you know?

It's like a bonus if they like it, you know?

It's hot in here.

Turn the music down!

- Get out of my room! Get out! - Don't touch me! Jesus!

I just asked you to turn the music down, you don't need to throw a tantrum!

You started it by breaking into my room!

See, this is why we don't wanna hang out with you, you're a baby!

- Sara! - Take it back!

- Get off me, you psycho! Mom! - Take back what you said!

What the hell is going... No! Stop! Oh, my God. Are you okay?

- Get in your room! - Let's get you some ice.

Stay in here until you calm down.

I wish I was going to Phoebe's school.

Well, as someone who barely speaks a word of French,

I doubt you'd thrive in a French immersion school.

Well, at least I'd have a friend there.

You have your sister.

She's not my friend.

Hey.

Hey. You're not ready?

You cannot be late on your first day of school.

Relax, I still have time.

You wanna find a new way to say that to me?

I'll be ready, Mommy.

So much better.

At least now people will be able to tell us apart.

Hey, guys, I am back on nights, and Patrick has hockey,

so you're on your own every night this week.

I expect you to take care of yourselves and each other, okay?

But I'm going to Phoebe's after school today.

So take your sister.

Okay, if you want a ride to the bus stop,

train's leaving the station.

- Shit! - Aah! Don't hit me!

Oh, you're so funny.

How about some music?

Oh.

Next.

Name.

- Sara Quin. - Tegan Quin.

Are you guys twins?

- No. - Yes.

Hey.

What?

Look, I know that you're mad at me, but we don't know anybody here.

Don't you think we should at least have each other?

I don't want to share everything with you. Just leave me alone.

Hey, you gotta move so I can sit next to my friend.

There's a seat right there.

So move.

I think you and your friend will survive being apart for 42 minutes.

I'll survive just fine. It's you I'm worried about.

Fine.

Thanks, freak.

All right, class, everyone settle down, please.

Welcome to English Ten.

Oh, my God. Hi.

Hi.

You went to Parkview Elementary, right?

No.

Oh, sorry.

You're in my seat again. It's becoming a problem.

Why don't you make a list of all the things that belong to you

so we can stop meeting like this?

You're making this way harder on yourself.

What's the problem, Tyler?

Uh... nothing. We were just talking.

Well, can you have your girl talk

when there aren't 50 goddamn people trying to get on the bus?

Yeah. Sorry.

Hey.

You know, you don't have to come to Phoebe's.

But Mom said...

Mom's not even home. She won't know.

I just feel like you'd be bored anyway.

Yeah, well, I'd rather go home.

Okay. See ya.

See ya.

Girls, come in here.

Tell me about your first day.

- Hey. - Hi.

What are you doing here?

I had a great day. Thank you for asking.

Yeah, I forgot to pay our hydro bill.

Call me crazy, but I'm pretty attached to electricity at this point.

Why aren't you at Phoebe's?

I didn't feel like going.

Okay, good, because when I said go with Sara,

I meant do whatever you want.

I'm sorry.

It's just not that fun for me to hang out with people who don't want me around.

Since when does Sara and Phoebe not want you around?

Since summer.

I guess I hadn't noticed.

Yeah, well, you're busy.

Uh, look, a little space isn't necessarily a bad thing.

But it sucks because we're at this new school

where we don't know anyone, and she won't even talk to me.

Well, maybe this is an opportunity for you to make your own friends.

I'll be in my room.

Hey, Twin 1. Why are you sitting over there?

There's a spot right here.

Why am I Twin 1?

'Cause Twin 2 has the black eye.

I'm Maya.

Tegan.

What is this, a business meeting?

Oh, uh...

Tegan.

It's a cool name.

So when do you move into your new place?

I don't know. It's not fully built yet.

My stepdad is a contractor, so he's been working on it for a while.

Oh, fancy.

So, is that your house that you were hanging out at this morning?

My palace? Yeah. Try not to be intimidated by my wealth.

Hello?

Hey. Tegan?

Oh. Hey, Phoebe. I'll get Sara.

Oh, you don't wanna talk to me?

No, um, we can talk.

How's the new school?

Fine, I guess.

Um, how's it going over there?

Fine. The new school's very French.

I wish you guys were there, though.

You know, I miss all of us hanging out.

Yeah.

And deep down, I think Sara does, too.

Over the next six weeks,

we will study Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare.

Then you must turn in a written report

that reflects your personal interpretation of the text...

and detailed summary that tells me you actually read it.

Now, before you roll your eyes too much because it's Shakespeare,

let me remind you it's a comedy.

And whether you know it or not...

Hey. Hey!

Hey.

Um, I hate to be the bearer of shit news,

but you have a big thing of gum in your hair.