Awkward.

Previously on "Awkward"...

I'd come a long way from sophomore year,

from being a random suicide girl

to just a random girl again.

Already I was feeling the core emotional drama of senior year,

the sadness of doing something for the last time ever.

We've been through so much together,

and we should graduate together.

I was thinking about maybe taking a gap year.

All I want to do is love you,

and you fight me every step of the way.

I was class president, Jake.

What if I'm never president of anything else ever?

You have a whole new life ahead of you.

It was so much less complicated

when I didn't know I was in love with you.

Right back at you.

Matty and I still had a lot to figure out.

We'd jumped through too many hoops

to let a little thing like distance come between us,

because deep down, we knew that love would conquer all.

Of course, that's not quite what happened.

What are you doing here?

You missed the final.

What? I didn't miss the final.

I graduated. Here's my diploma.

Thank God the nightmare of being trapped

in high school forever turned out to be just that...

A nightmare.

Hey.

Yeah, of course I'll pick you up.

Yep, meet you at the curb.

Hey, you want to spend the night?

Yay! Okay, can't wait.

I love you too.

My first year of college had been fantastic.

Even better than expected.

I was becoming the person I was always meant to be,

and I was really liking that person.

Oh, I just miss my little girl so much

when I don't see her.

Well, the wait is over, I'm back!

Oh.

Oh, it's okay. She's just not used to you.

Uh... Lissa, what are you doing here?

I'm the nanny. Duh.

I didn't know Jenna was coming back today.

Uh, not today. Last night.

Very late, which I guess is why no one waited up.

I'm sorry, sweetie, we've just been so crazed.

And it was so late.

So... what?

So you forgot?

Awkward. - 05x13 - I'm the Kind of Girl Who Found Her Voice in College

I knew I'd undergone a dramatic transformation

during my year away at college,

but was surprised that everyone else had too.

Suddenly I was a stranger in my own home.

Mom, did you get my hemp milk? I'm non-dairy now.

Really? You weren't joking?

Ugh, sorry to be so rushed,

but I have to register for summer school... I couldn't

carry a full course load last semester.

Are you non-dairy now 'cause it makes you break out?

I think you've got a little blackhead.

What? No, that's my nose piercing.

Are you always here this early?

Oh, no, usually I just stay the night.

Uh, Liss, Morgan needs to go down soon,

and, Kev, I'll be back for dinner.

- Not sure I will. - Okay.

Oh, uh, let me know if you want me to order something in.

- Okay. - Bye.

I don't like to cook.

So my triumphant return hadn't been as triumphant

as I had hoped.

But the best part of the day was yet to come.

I could unload to the one person who knew

better than anyone how to cheer me up.

Oh, God, Matty,

the one person I hoped I'd never have to see ever again.

And after what happened, I didn't think I would.

- How are you? - You look good, I'm good.

...is for immediate loading and unloading

of passengers only.

Oh, my God, T! You look amazing!

Hey, Babe. It's so good to see you.

Ugh, the flight from NYC was brute.

I cannot fly coach anymore. So not chic.

So I'm just waiting for one more bag.

This ho-bag!

Who are you calling a ho, you slore?

Aww, is Jenna an Uber driver for the summer?

How traj.

Careful when you're loading my bags.

They're heavy.

Uh, so not loading your bags.

Don't give my attitude, Hamiltrench,

I know what you did to Matty.

Okay, I cannot stand not knowing... WTF happened?

- It's complicated. - Sades, what's the big ish?

Matty swore me to secrecy

because it's disgusting and humiliating.

Okay, then can we please stop talking about it?

My best friend had befriended my worst enemy?

How did that even happen?

But I needed to stop worrying about my old friends

and look to my future.

My new job at Idea Bin, the website where I'd scored

a competitive summer fellowship.

Idea Bin blended journalism and personal essays

with listicles and quizzes, and had quickly

gotten both a lot of traffic and a reputation

as an incubator for hot young writers.

Welcome, summer fellow.

Which one are you?

- Jenna Hamilton. - Hi, I'm Ethan.

I'm the Associate Editor here,

and I supervise you fellowship peeps.

Hi, Jenna? I'm Max.

Max here, clearly a glutton for punishment,

is back for his second summer as an unpaid fellow,

as is Mia!

Hi.

Last summer, Mia got a piece up her second week here.

She'll probably get a book deal by the time the summer's over.

Bitch! JK.

This is a safe, nurturing space where we encourage

both types of LOLing:

laughing out loud and living out loud.

Hey, I'm Ophelia, also a first-timer.

This is intimidating, right?

No, hon, don't be intimidated.

Jenna, what's your Twitter handle?

Oh, I haven't really been tweeting that much.

Is this you? IAmJennaHam?

It's very Theodore Geisel. I like it.

Dr. Seuss's real name! Genius, Jenna!

Wait, 40 followers?

IAmJennaHam last tweeted in October.

I kind of backed off social media when I was in Maine.

"My boo is coming to visit?" My boo?

Jenna, go to jail. That was retired in 2005.

Oaf here has 11,000 Twitter followers.

I totally respect your social media boycott.

I wish I could wean myself, but I just suck at weaning.

I was breastfed till I was six. Before it was chic.

Chickens, to be a writer you need a brand.

And we establish and cultivate that brand how?

On social media, that is how the clickbait gets clicked.

That is how your sickness is gonna go viral.

I'm happy to help you.

I spend way too much time frittering with my twittering.

- Thanks. - Don't worry, hon.

You'll catch up.

Palos Hills Country Club is a fun work environment,

but we do demand a commitment to the highest level

of service and professionalism.

Oh, of course, Jakey.

You are, like, so serious now.

- This is my job. - Yeah, dude.

I got your back.

This is gonna be a blast.

I wasn't too excited about coming back home for the summer,

but now, you know, I am.

So are you gonna tell me what went down with Jenna?

Jenna...

Jenna who?

Okay, I have everyone's assignment except...

Jenna's.

Here it is.

Paper?

What, did you write it with a quill by candlelight?

Why don't you just fax it to me while you're at it, huh?

Maybe the fax will make a comeback.

- Yeah, and pagers. - Tiddlywinks.

I can see your first byline now, Jenna.

"Making Backwards Forwards." It's so... Etsy.

Just to be clear, hon, that is a joke.

Don't... don't actually do that.

How had I already managed to become

the office laughing stock.

No, I wasn't gonna get down on myself.

I wasn't gonna let anything shake my confidence.

Hey, what'd I miss?

.

Guys, this is Luke, also a second-year fellow.

Jenna. Good to see you.

Luke, the perfect guy,

the one who got away,

the one who reminded me of what an immature mess

I'd been in high school.

Yup, cool, confident Jenna had just left the building.

Oh... incoming!

Lizzy Raines, the Editor-in-Chief of Idea Bin,

was one of my idols.

Her work was smart and incisive,

yet emotional and textured.

Hi.

I am way too angry to be mad right now.