[Music]
Thank you. You're welcome. Thanks.
You clowns made me do
the dorkiest things.
It's not dorky, it's fun.
Now, the notes are
typed, right? Not handwritten?
Yeah.
Okay.
The game is called "Seeker Confessions."
The idea is to tell someone in a note
something you're too
embarrassed to tell them face to face.
What I'm embarrassed
about is this dorky game.
[Sigh]
Okay. First one's to Tucker.
Thanks for letting me be in
the Midnight Society from Andy.
You're not supposed
to sign them, dim lad.
You're not?
It's called "Secret Confessions."
It's cool. You're welcome, Andy.
Okay. This one's to... to Andy.
I'm glad you're my friend. There you go.
Cool.
Okay. The next one...
this one's to Andy again.
I'll bet your zipper's down again.
[Laughter]
Come on, read one to somebody else.
Okay. This one's to... Venge.
You remind me of me.
Is that good or bad?
It depends on who wrote it.
Okay, the last one.
Oh, it's for me.
I always wanted to tell
you that you're pretty.
Thanks to whoever wrote that.
All right. Has this got
anything to do with your story?
Of course. Getting secret notes is cool,
especially if they're
good ones like this.
But what if you got a
note that wasn't so great?
What if it warned you
about something evil?
What would you do?
Submitted for the
approval of the Midnight Society,
I call this story.
The Tale of the Secret Admirer.
Maggie Evans was one of those
girls who kind of blended in.
She didn't have many friends,
and most kids in her class
didn't even know her name.
But someone knew who she was,
and that someone was watching.
The Tale of the Secret Admirer.
Do you feel the same way
about me that I feel about you?
Meet me in the woodshop right away?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi.
Um--
Hey.
What's up, big guy here?
[LAUGHTER]
Something we can do for you?
Uh, I-- I got your notes.
[WHISTLES]
[LAUGHTER]
You gave her a note?
What's it say?
Oh, kiss me.
Get it back to me.
I love you.
Here.
It's not for me, OK?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh, pooch.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[KNOCKING]
Hey.
What is it, sweetie?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Whatever it is, I know
what you're going through.
I went to Monroe High, too.
You think you know what's going on just
because you went to my school?
No.
I was 15 once.
Don't you get it?
It's not the same for me.
Just look at me.
You're a beautiful girl.
Leave me alone.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Close the door.
[MUSIC PLAYING] [MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey.
Heard you had a rough day today.
Want to talk about it?
Your mom and I are going to
the scoop for some ice cream.
What do you say?
I have too much homework.
Come on.
Take a break.
No, it's OK.
You guys go.
I'll be fine.
OK.
But if you want to
talk, I want to listen.
I want to listen.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You got it.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Who's there?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Do you feel the same way
about me that I feel about you?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hello?
Somebody there?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SCREAMING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey, hey.
It's only me, Nick, from school.
There's someone in the house upstairs.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
The bathroom.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Tell me I wasn't scared
by a pair of long johns.
Nice.
You're up dry.
But the door, it moved.
Windows open.
The wind's blowing pretty hard.
And there was a message in the mirror.
Don't be embarrassed.
It's easy to freak and
see things in the dark.
I once thought I saw a
scarecrow coming at me on the couch
with a hammer.
And what was it?
My dog with his food bowl.
I felt dumb, but I never
forgot to feed him again.
Oh, wait.
What are you doing here anyways?
Oh, yeah.
I came to apologize for today, you know,
for the way those guys acted.
It's all right.
No, it's not.
They can be real jerks.
I'm sorry.
So you're not the one
sending me the notes?
No.
Hey, that means you
have a secret admirer.
Yeah.
I guess so.
So I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.
And thanks, you know, for everything.
Good night.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
So I'll see you tomorrow.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SPLASHING]
[SCREAMING]
What happened?
What is it?
It's cold.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
She won't talk about it.
She just keeps saying
I wouldn't believe her.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[PHONE RINGING]
If you don't stay away from Maggie,
I'm going to hurt you, superstar.
Maggie!
Hey, Maggie.
Hi.
Listen, have you gotten any
more of those secret notes?
No, why?
What is with this guy?
I don't know.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Whoa, what's the matter?
I'm really scared, Nick.
This guy's really freaking me out.
And now I'm seeing things
that are not really there,
and he's threatening you.
And all this stuff--
It's easy.
It's OK.
Why is he doing this?
I don't know.
But whoever he is, he's a chicken,
and there's absolutely no
reason to be afraid of him.
But he threatened you.
This?
Hey, now that I know you,
it's going to take a lot more
than a goofy note to keep me away.
You mean that?
Don't worry about this loser, Maggie.
You'll probably never
even hear from him again.
Thanks.
You are the man.
Oh, man.
You and the bet, dude.
I mean, I never
thought in a million years
you'd get her to kiss you.
Not cool, guys.
I price though.
I wouldn't let her to kiss me.
Maggie, this is not what you think.
Drop the axe, man.
The pooch is gone.
[knocking]
Who is it?
It's Nick.
Go away.
Please, Maggie.
I bet.
I wasn't a part of it.
I swear.
Go home, Nick.
Wait.
There's another note for you out here.
Is it from him?
Meet me in the wood shop tonight.
I'll be waiting.
Let me take care of this weed for you.
I'll go to the wood shop
and make him leave you alone.
I want you to leave me alone.
Wait.
I don't know how else to say this,
but I really like you, Maggie.
I wish you'd believe me.
Maggie, is there a problem?
No.
Nick was just leaving.
I'm gonna go meet that guy
and tell him to leave you alone.
Just stay out of it, Nick.
Maybe they'll prove I'm
telling you the truth.
No! Nick, don't!
I remember that bag.
Wasn't that yours in high school, Maggie?
What did you call her?
Didn't you know?
That's what they used to
call me in high school, too.
And you looked just like
your mom did back then.
But the note...
It was for me.
The note?
What note?
Where did you find this?
School. Someone put in my bag.
I must have been stuck in
the lining all these years.
You mean this was for you?
You wouldn't understand, sweetie.
Oh, Margaret.
Daddy, wait! What's going on?
Ancient history, Maggie. Another time.
But it's my history, too.
Talk to me. His name was Teddy
Morris. He's a real foul ball.
Pay thief, vandal, you name it.
What did he look like?
You know, I don't remember.
Anyhow, he had a crush on your mom when
he started giving her notes.
Are you sure you want to hear this?
Your mother didn't like the guy, but
didn't know how to tell him,
and he didn't take the hints.
Then one night he asked her to meet him
in the woodshop, but I went instead.
Woodshop?
I found him in the finishing room.
He was spraying this
wooden heart with lacquer.
He carved it for your mom.
I told him that she wasn't interested in
him, but he didn't believe me.
I wanted to hear it from her.
He started to argue.
He kept calling me "superstar."
He pushed me again.
I didn't want to fight because he was a
dangerous guy, but
finally I had to push back.
And?
Teddy fell.
He hit his head on the dry lamp, and on a
ball broke, and there were sparks,
and lacquer was pretty flammable.
Next thing I knew, I was
blown right out of the room.
Oh, no.
I was lucky.
I hurt my arm.
But Teddy...
Teddy died in the explosion.
Why didn't you tell me the truth before?
We wanted to wait till you were old
enough to understand.
I really hope that's today.
[sighs]
So that's my tale of woe.
Now tell me, what's been bothering you?
Is it that guy Nick at the door?
Nick.
What, he what?
I gotta go! [dramatic music] Hey, anybody here?
Hey, whoever you are, leave Maggie alone.
[laughs]
It's payback time, Superstar.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
This time, it is going to be mine.
[GASPING]
[COUGHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[COUGHING]
It's your turn to fry, Superstar.
[COUGHING]
Nick!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
What spark.
That's all it takes.
Remember.
Nick!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey, you came.
Are you OK?
Star, I've waited a long
time for you to answer my note.
I need to know.
Do you feel the same way
about me as I feel about you?
No.
No, Teddy, I don't.
I don't feel the same way at all.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SCREAMING]
[EXPLOSION]
Are you OK?
Yeah, I guess so.
Who was that guy?
Sad kid who finally learned the truth.
Yeah?
And what is the truth?
It's something you got to listen to,
even if you don't like what you hear.
Have you been telling me the truth, Nick?
Yeah, I have.
So then, the only thing that's not
absolutely perfect about you
is that you have jerky friends?
Yeah.
I can deal with that.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
The end.
That was a good story.
So how does it really feel
to have a secret admirer?
Wait, I read this wrong.
It says, "For Megan's game."
This is not for me.
Goof.
So who's got the secret admirer?
Well, you do.
Can't say I'm surprised.
What to say again?
It says, "I always wanted to tell you
that you're pretty, pretty much a dork."
[LAUGHTER]
You really are a dork.
Who wrote this?
Sorry.
That would be a secret.
[MUSIC PLAYING]