Foursome

Andie: Last season on "Foursome"...

We hit Beach Island for winter break.

Turns out it was anything but relaxing.

Woman: I hate to say that Bags Brayer's own Andie Fixler's

scorned rival Alec Fixler?

- Andie: We fought... - Please listen to me.

At least let me explain myself.

Have you told your friends you were gonna go to Brayer

to Alec's sister?

...some of us physically...

Crowd: Ohh!

...but we made it home in one piece.

Last semester, karma caught up

and everyone got what was coming to them.

Greer Ashton, you're finished here.

What the--?

Andie: I had a big decision to make

between my lifelong crush Josh

and my first real boyfriend Kent.

It was a no-brainer.

It's always been you, too.

Can't get any more epic than that,

or can it?

Andie: This semester has been aces.

Once the sand has settled from our Beach Island break,

the foursome really settled into our groove.

Ruben is Dakota's first serious bae,

and the only one who can keep his toot away.

Court deuced it to go study abroad.

I really missed her, but ever since she left,

Mae returned to a Courtney clone,

so it's almost like she's still here.

Almost.

As for me and Josh, it's been smooth sailing

ever since I knocked on his door and told him,

"It's always been you, too."

After everything that went down with Kent,

Josh and I are spending our last semester of school

smooching while steady.

What? We're waiting on the deed,

but we still have the need.

Greer took an L

but never bounced back.

Let's just say I'm not exactly shedding tears.

As for Alec, he tried to make a comeback

but reverted right back to his bro-zoning,

no-boning rhetoric.

My mom finally wised up, and is forcing him

to spend the summer with our cousins.

This semester has been the dopest,

the mostest, the greatest,

the best...est...

Andie Fixler.

Where is everyone, Mr. Shaw?

Where's my foursome?

They all graduated, Andie.

You're a junior now.

The foursome is over,

over...over!

Took you long enough.

Keep going to your old room.

You know, it's really nice of your mom

to give you Alec's old sweet suite,

but, um, I really hope she burned his old mattress.

Obviously. I don't need more nightmares.

Okay, lay it on me.

The old, uh, talking corn again?

- No, thank God. - Mm-hmm.

With Courtney abroad and Dakota graduated,

I'm gonna be in school solo next year.

I legit don't know what I'd do if you were leaving, too.

Luckily SUC is just a few miles away

because any more and I'd be in full panic mode, you know?

You do know what today is, right?

- Yeah. - The first day of summer,

which means, we're finally going to--

Oh, okay, I gotta--

I-- I gotta tell you something.

Can that wait? Because this

has been waiting for five months.

I know, but it just woudln't feel right

if I didn't tell you before.

- Okay. - Okay, before graduating,

I got wait-listed to this program, VAPA?

And I didn't say anything because I really

did not think that I was gonna get in,

- but I did. - VAPA?

It's the Visual Academy of Photography and Arts.

It is an awesome program for up-and-coming photographers.

Is it further than SUC?

Yeah, I mean, a bit...

- It's in Des Moines, Iowa. - Des Moines?

That was louder than I intended it to be.

Andie, just breathe. Are you good?

I know this is gonna be hard, but we can make this work.

Andie? Andie? Andie!

Just gotta be proactive.

If next year's gonna suck,

I'm gonna be damn sure I got a straw.

- Excuse me. - Andie Fixler!

Hot dog!

So you just come to hang out?

I know you're not signing up for summer school.

You know nothing, Steven Shaw.

I am here for summer school.

I need to clear up my school "schedge"

to have free periods junior year

so that I can go visit Courtney, Dakota, and Josh.

So what if Courtney's in Yemen?

I'll figure it out, Shaw.

I'll figure it out! I'll figure it out.

- Sure. - Put me on the list.

Right away.

Hi.

Hey. So, you're gonna--

Yeah, and I'm guessing you're gonna--

Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna-- this is the most amount of time

we're gonna spend together ever since--

- Yeah. - Yeah.

D, I'm living for the jacket I made you.

Show me.

Yes, my wig is orbiting Mars, you bitch.

It's just a matter of time before a modeling scout

sweeps me off to New York.

You know, I made an Abercrombie greeter faint.

Let them have it.

If Tiffany can get scouted at the mall

and have a short-lived but wild career,

it can happen for you, too.

Aww! Still honeymooning five months later?

Honeymoon? More like moon over my honey.

He likes a butt eclipse.

Speaking of, aren't you supposed to be

on your honeymoon right now?

I'm signing up for summer school

since Josh just dropped the bomb that he's going to VAPA.

Josh got into VAPA?

It's the Miami of Ohio for photography schools.

What am I gonna do without everyone?

Ruben's a junior, too. You'll hang out with her, right?

Since we're about to be in summer school together,

let's take it slow, see how much

you get in the way of my Ivy League ambitions.

God, you already know I'm gonna be a mega-distraction.

Next year's gonna suck major!

Who am I gonna have to hang out with?

I'm back at Brayer! Whoa!

Wynn Roberts?

Here we go again.

Andie, you're to stay away from her.

Your white bread is not meant to have butter.

Andie friggin' Fixler.

What is up?

Ohh!

I haven't seen you since elementary!

Wynn Roberts, you are the answer

to all of my junior year problems.

Please tell me you're not just coming back for summer school.

You're coming back to Brayer next year, yeah?

Unfortunately, I got expelled from my last gig,

St. Jennifer's School for Mixed-Up Gals.

See? Expelled!

She ain't got no limits, Andie.

She's Bradley Cooper in "Limitless."

You do remember what happened last time we were all friends?

I had the best summer of my life?

She almost got you suspended.

Um, our teach asked us to participate

in setting the scene

for a "realistic" fire drill,

so I set one.

You don't get more realistic than that, am I wrong?

By its very definition.

Treehouse. Midnight. Be there.

Oh, ten-year-old Andie. If only you knew.

Damn.

12-year-old Dakota got some.

The Hot M.E.S.

Man, we really had the most epic summer,

and we're about to make it a sequel.

Wow, never thought I'd be in this treehouse again.

Blast from the frickin' past, man!

Oh, hey, surprise bean bag attack!

I thought we mutually agreed

to steer clear of each other.

Well, I figured I owed you one, 'cause of the--

- Fire stuff? - No.

No, you guys were really good friends to me,

and cutting you out of my life seven years ago

probably wasn't the coolest move.

I just-- I hate good-byes, okay?

Just through-the-roof sadness. Come here! I just miss you!

Silence doesn't live in the treehouse.

That's why I called a midnight meetup.

Wynn, your re-entry has sparked a scheme,

and it's epic!

The only spark Wynn ever provided...

Was the fire! See?

It was a lasting memory.

Still don't get why I got in trouble.