No one in my generation talks about their feelings.
I mean, we do.
We'll tell a million online strangers
how we feel about a billion different things,
but when it comes to actual face-to-face interactions, we're lost.
Because whether we'd like to admit it or not,
there's nothing scarier than confronting intimacy in person.
So, what do you do when you're filled with
all of these feelings and emotions
and all you really want to know is
if that other person feels the same way,
but you don't know how to talk to them about it?
Maybe that's why we love Drake so much...
because he puts it all out there
and talks about our feelings for us.
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♪ ...with me ♪
♪ I must admit you got a hold on me ♪
♪ You remind me of my hair, the way you growin' on me ♪
Mm.
Yo, check this out.
What is he doing?
What is he saying to her?
Hold on.
What's happening here?
Are you and Doug, like... I don't know... a thing?
I mean... yeah!
- Oh! - Oh, my God!
I'm jealous.
Is this how it feels to be another girl looking at me?
I hate it.
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
♪ Learn something new every day ♪
♪ I don't know, so I'm-a feel my way ♪
♪ Got the weight of the world on me ♪
♪ But no regrets, this is what I say ♪
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
- ♪ I'm grown ♪ - ♪ You can tell me ♪
♪ My heart beating so loud ♪
♪ Mama, look, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
Oh, my gosh. These fries are so good.
You're just buzzed. They're garbage.
They're delicious.
No, we literally saw you take them out the garbage.
Whatever. You're laughing now,
but you weren't laughing earlier,
when that cute little lesbian hipster with the bow tie
was trying to get at me.
First of all, you know that wasn't a lesbian.
Why do you keep playing games with me, Burt?
You know this is real.
Ms. Torres, I'd really just like
to get my chicken strips, please...
if I can.
Okay, who cares about your trash fries
or your lesbian uncle?
When did this thing with you and Doug happen,
and how did it happen?
You good?
You was in there for a long time.
Wait. Did you just...
Y-Yeah.
Don't go in there.
So, are we, like, together now?
The next time I slept over,
there were baby wipes waiting for me in the bathroom!
- Aww! - Ohh!
It's crazy, right?
I mean, all the back-and-forth with other people,
all the game-playing, all the bullshit's just...
gone.
Oh, my God.
All that bullshit she's describing
sounds like my life.
Aww!
Oh, that sounds so nice.
And I wish I had that.
What? Wait.
I thought you were off of relationships
ever since Cash broke your heart
and ruined a month of our lives.
Mm?
- Yeah. - Of your life.
Yeah, I... okay, I mean, I was.
He put me in a weird place where I convinced myself
I could go back and forth between guys,
but as much as I'd like to think I'm a Rihanna,
I am definitely not.
I am more of a Beyoncé.
Mm-hmm.
Well, do you think Aaron and Luca are down with that?
God, I don't know.
I mean, me and Luca will hang out
for 12 straight hours,
but then he'll go three days without texting me back.
And then when I'm with Aaron, when we're around other people,
it feels like we are completely in the friend zone.
But then he'll text me the sweetest,
most thoughtful things
that make me think Adele stole his phone.
Yeah, you got to figure out what they want.
- Mm-hmm. - I know.
Do you think it'd be totally awful
if I maybe talked to them?
- Huh? Like, in person? - Talked?
Bitch, what are you, 50?
You cannot come at them like that, Zoey...
like, with words.
Yeah, that's way too thirsty.
You got to hit 'em with a text.
- Yeah. - But not with words.
- Yeah. - Maybe emojis.
Yeah, or post, like, a cryptic quote or a Snapchat.
Mm.
Or you can do like I did
and get yourself some chili-cheese fries
from Tommy Burger.
That seems to get to the real of the situation pretty quick.
Well, I'm obviously not doing that,
but I still need answers, and the girls are right.
I can't put myself out there like that.
I need to be more smooth, like Champagne Papi...
...and less like Wheelchair Jimmy.
So I decided to get clarity
about Luca and Aaron's feelings,
but I couldn't let them know that.
I had to be low-key about it.
So, um...
what do you think about this clutch for Nomi?
Who's Nomi?
The girl you sit next to in Professor Telphy's class.
If you say so. Why are you getting her a purse?
Oh, I was, uh, appointed stylist by the girls
for freshman formal, so eBay...
I find the perfect piece for each of them,
and then I walk away looking like a hero.
I found these earrings for Sky.
And then, for Jazz, I had to do something extra-special.
How perfect are these?
Those are fire.
Yeah, I mean, they kinda gotta be fire
when you're trying to impress Bae.
Did you know Jazz had a boyfriend?
She broke up with that girl Sky?
Wait. What? No.
Sky's her sister.
- Oh. - They're twins.
Jazz and Doug are a thing,
like official official.
Isn't that dope?
- I don't think anything's dope. - Oh.
I'd say lit, aflame, maybe.
I mean, I rock with love, like, conceptually.
So, I was, uh, thinking of getting this for myself.
- Aflame. - Mm!
Aflame like, if you had a girl
with the same hair, same face as me
and she rocked this purse to the formal,
you'd be... aflame with that scenario?
Absolutely.
And you know what she'd wear with it?
A Luca Jae Hall original.
How 'bout I bless you with these hands?
What?
Let me make you a dress.
Oh... Oh, my God!
Yeah, I-I don't even know what to say.
How about, "Thank you, Luca"?
That dress is gonna be a blazing inferno.
We're gonna shut that formal down.
Yeah, we are.
What are you doing?
Taking your measurements.
Okay, you can't do that with just your hands.
Relax.
Small.
Okay, so, Luca seemed to be down
with the idea of a relationship,
but I couldn't help but wonder where Aaron stood.
Oh! Wow!
Jazz changed her relationship status on Facebook.
That's crazy, right?
What a dumb-ass!
- Uh, well, I... - You know?
I guess I haven't ever seen her with a backpack.
Huh? Oh, no, I'm on the...
Uh, hey, man, let me hit you back.
I got my girl over.
Yeah.
His girl?
That sounds like somebody who's in the ballpark
of having some real feelings.
I am sorry about that.
Some people just do not know how to
properly handle a searchand-destroy mission.
It's not that hard.
Anyway, what were you saying?
Jazz? Her relationship status?
Dude, what is she, a high school math teacher?
Who uses Facebook anymore?
My bad. I'll come back later.
Oh, no, you good, bro.
Or maybe he's not good at all
because you're with someone you care about.
So, Jahi, this is Zoey.
- Zoey, Jahi. - Hey.
Yo. Okay.
This is Zoey?
Yeah, it's the homie.
"The homie."
Anyway, Zoey, come on. You got to get in on this.
Nazi zombies not gonna kill them...
- Nah. I think I'm out... - ...selves.
Great. So, Aaron had given me answers, too.
I had been relegated to one of the homies.
Your designated driver and personal stylist
- Ooh! - has delivered.
- That's so cute! - Oh, my gosh!
I wanted to stay clearheaded
for when Luca and I shut down the formal,
so I wasn't drinking,
but that didn't mean my girls couldn't have a good time.
- Oh! Okay, okay. - Yeah. Mm-hmm.
I got one.
Never have I ever kissed a girl.
Drink.
You never kissed a girl before?
You have?
Technically, it was mouth-to-mouth.
I worked as a lifeguard down at the Inglewood Y last summer.
And you know no one knew how to swim
down at the Inglewood Y.
Quite honestly, I'm a little shocked.
I thought for sure I'd have the highest morals of the group,
but you've done nothing.
Yeah, I mean, I can't believe you've never kissed a girl.
Or smoked weed or skinny-dipped.
- Or gotten a DUI on a bike. - Yeah.
Girl, what have you done?
- Ooh! - What's...
Mm!
- No. No. No. - Well, that's...
- Careful! - Mnh-mnh.
- Easy there, Jagger. - I just... I told you.
- What? - Seems like I have a special delivery
of my own.
Oh, my gosh! That's so cute!
- That's really... - All right. See you guys later.
- Okay, have fun. - See you.
I am so... good.
And you... you're, um...
Let me guess... fire?
Nah.
You're beautiful.
Have fun at the dance, bro.
I'm sorry.
What the hell was that?
Where are you going?
You going home to change for the dance or something?
What are you talking about? I'm not going to that.
Okay, wait, but what about all the stuff you said
about us shutting down the formal?
You are going to shut the formal down
in my dress.
I mean, you look amazing.
So... you never planned on coming?
Mnh, that's not me.
That's hella corny.
You enjoy your night, though.
Go kill 'em, kid.
So, I was cool on guys.
I was done stressin' about clarity and feelings
and stupid Facebook statuses.
This night was about celebrating
how far we'd come as freshmen.
Tonight, I was gonna celebrate with my girls.
Bam, bam, bam! What up, what up, Cal U?!
It's your boy DJ Charlie "Fat Back"
on the Ones and Twos.
We're gonna take a brief intermission
so I can go move my Daewoo out of the Food 4 Less parking lot.
But when I get back, I got a bangin' mix lined up for ya.
The roof is definitely on fire.
I'm gonna go get some water.
- Do you want... - Yeah.
- I think you need to drink some water. - I-I'll go wherever you go.
- I'm coming. - Okay.
I feel like we need to get you a little bit of water.
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Hey.
Wow. Y...
You look amazing.
I guess I clean up nicely for one of the homies.
That dress... I cannot look away.
Where'd, um... Where'd you get it?
Oh.
Uh, eBay.
eBay's got it like that?
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess they do.
Oh.
- No probs. A little cold out here. - Thanks.
Uh, um, so, did you...
pull me out of the formal to talk about clothes?
Um, uh, no.
Actually, I, um...
I came out here
to talk to you about what happened the other night.
Look, I don't know how to say this, but I...
I like you, you know?
Great.
No, like, I like you like you.
- ♪ We 'bout to have a good time ♪ - I love this song!
- It's good, right? - Yeah!
No, no, no, I actually can't. My feet are killing me.
Aw, but it's so good!
I know, but these are crazy.
Okay. Oh, my God.
Just makes me feel a certain way.
I-I see.
Whoa! What the hell are you doing?
- What?! - No.
I'm just tryin' to live.
And you figured you would live vicariously through my mouth?
No, no, no, no. I'm not some experiment, Ana.
This is my life.
Nomi!
You had to kiss your first girl at some point.
Yeah, and I did it 'cause I had legit feelings for her,
not 'cause I was checking off boxes
on some freshman bucket list.
♪ All right, gon' party hard all night ♪
What are you taking out of your dress?
A secret.
Don't drink that secret.
Well, I...
am gonna go dance.
Okay.
♪ Hey, yo, yo, we 'bout to have a good time ♪
I'm sorry. I don't get it.
Where is this coming from?
I don't know.
I-I've been feeling like this for a long time,
and when my boy Jahi put me on blast like that,
I... panicked, you know?
So, then, you don't see me like one of the boys?
No! Of course I don't.
I-I see you as somebody
that I-I want to talk to all the time,
be around all the time,
and that I haven't been able to get out of my head
since the day that I met her.
And I don't want to make it weird.
You know, I-I just... I wanted you to know
that I'm down to make this a thing if you are.
So just, you know, think about it.
Think about it.
Okay.
Well, uh, good night.
All right.
Hi.
Oh, God. Luca!
Dude, wait! Luca, please!
God!
What are you doing here?
You asked me to come here.
Yeah, and... and you said, like,
direct quote, that this is "hella corny."
It is hella corny.
Okay, then, why are you here?
Does it even matter? You obviously had a backup plan.
No, Luca, it's not like that.
Whatever. Just text me.
No, please!
No more texts, no more DMs... none of that.
Can we talk right here, face-to-face?
Okay, go. Talk.
Okay. Um... look.
First and foremost, there was no backup plan.
Dude, you dissed me, and I-I came here with my girls.
Then, all of a sudden, Aaron shows up
and tells me how he feels,
and... and now... now you're here.
And, you know, before tonight,
I didn't even realize either of you cared.
Well... now you know.
♪ Ride or die, ride or die ♪
Oh. There we go. Gotcha.
Okay.
- W-Wait! - Excuse us.
Where are we going?
We're just gonna get some fresh air.
No! I don't need fresh air!
Okay. You're drunk.
No! I'm not drunk!
Oh.
You okay?
No?
Okay.
Oh! Oh, my God!
- It's okay. - Okay.
Oh. Not there.
What... What... What is going on here?
Oh. Hi.
What is going on?
Okay. Nomi...
- Uh-huh? - ...has Ms. Torres been drinking?
No.
She's just... pregnant.
So if she has been drinking,
I guess we'll all find out in nine months,
which is not funny, so we should just pray.
Okay. Can... Can I just have my hat back, please?
That's a Frank Sinatra Jr. by Robinson's. May I...
Mm-hmm.
- ...take this back. - There we go. Thanks, Uncle Burt.
Thank you, Nomi. Get her home safely, please.
Have a great dance, Uncle Burt.
Thank you for having my back tonight.
It's pretty much the opposite experience
I had with Zoey.
Yeah. I'm a better human being.
I'm sorry if I offended you.
I just figured that if there was anyone to experiment with,
it would be with one of my beautiful, caring,
and supportive friends.
There. You've lived, bitch.
Now go to bed.
Okay.
You brushed your teeth after the vomiting, right?
No.
Cool.
- Hey. - Hey.
What are you doing here?
Um, just making sure
Ana doesn't choke on her own vomit.
What about you? Where have you been?
Why didn't you come back to the dance?
Oh, let's just say Drake has made a real impact on guys.
I know. I mean, so many pea coats, right?
- No. - Oh.
No, apparently, both Aaron and Luca
have real feelings for me.
Well, that's, like, a good thing, though, right?
No. Because now I have to choose between both of them.
I don't really get you, Zoey.
I mean, were you planning on just
tossing your line out into the water
and hoping that just one of 'em wasn't gonna bite?
Maybe.
Is that so awful?
So, then, you were wanting one of these guys
to basically make your decision for you.
Girl!
But you can't fall into a relationship with someone
by default.
That's the thing.
Nomi, I have real feelings for both of them.
Okay, so, then, stop playing games
and take control.
It's time to make a grown-up decision,
even if that means losing one of them.
It was time for me to grow up and make a decision,
but that could wait 'til the morning.
My head was spinning, and I just needed to sleep on it,
and maybe tomorrow things would feel a lot less complicated.
Okay.
Hey.
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