- Hey, check this out.
(slow music)
♪ Won't you tell me something ♪ - Whoa, What is this?
- It's music.
It changed my life.
- [Voice In Man's Head] I didn't know it at the time,
but music would change my life too.
- Hey, uh, who sings this?
- Mm, it's by a band.
- Whoa!
(upbeat music continues)
♪ You drove us both into a wall ♪
- And this is your locker.
Welcome to Blandview High, Ash.
- Thanks, Felix. (giggles)
Whoa, who's that?
(rock music)
- That's Wilder.
He's just a quiet reading bad boy.
No one understands him,
so don't even bother.
- I think I might bother.
- Be careful!
He's quiet.
- Whoa, where'd he go?
- (chuckles) That's Wilder for you,
but I'm dependable,
and we already seem to really get along.
So I don't know, maybe like.
- Um, that's boring, but maybe we can be best friends
and never have any romantic feelings for each other ever.
- Yeah, yeah, that's cool.
That makes sense. It's not like I'm already in love with you
or anything. (laughing)
- Cool, thanks, bye! - Bye.
(breathing loudly)
All right, look, I know we're a bunch of kid soldiers
from the slums,
but it's up to us to take down the authoritarian government.
- But I'm just a hot genius,
and you're just a 14 year old who happens to be
the best assassin in the world.
And Spark is just a wild card,
who makes explosives out of trash?
What are we supposed to do?
- Did somebody say explosives?
- Oh, Spark!
(everybody laughing)
(crying) I miss my sister.
- We all miss our dead sisters.
- Did somebody say explosives?
- No.
- (sighs) My bad.
I blow things up to deal with feelings of loss.
Like the loss of our sisters
after I blew them up.
- It was pretty bad ass.
- Also, really messed up.
- Yeah.
♪ Why won't you tell me something new ♪
- I wish today could last forever.
- Nothing lasts forever.
- [Voice In Man's Head] I didn't know it at the time,
but nothing would last forever.
- Hey, would you mind if I put on a different song?
- There are more songs?
- [Voice In Girl's Head] Dear diary, I'm not sure,
but I think my quirky best friend, Felix,
may be in love with me,
because he got mad when I ditched his poetry reading
to get drunk on the back of Wilder's motorcycle.
Now I have to choose who I want!
The guy who understands me and loves me unconditionally,
or the mysterious hot boy who treats me like shit.
I just don't know what to do.
Also, I hope this diary doesn't get photocopied
and put up all around the school.
Love ya, bye, Ash.
- Okay. (sighing)
Gotta put you in your hiding spot.
(copier slams)
Oh, I got to set the alarm.
(beeps)
(whirring)
(buzzing)
(beeping)
- Please. Promise me one thing, Tyler.
- Anything, Grace.
- That you'll remember me how I was, not like this.
- I'll never forget you, Grace.
- I'll never forget how we danced.
(gasps)
(heart monitor beeping loudly)
(crying) Good bye, sweet Grace.
I'll never forget you no matter what.
(weeping)
(rock music)
- Oh bro, uh, you going to Grace's Memorial thing?
- Who?
(slow music)
- Um, I really like you.
- I like you too.
(head's thud) - [Both] Oh!
- Oww! - Oww, oh, I'm so sorry.
I've never done this (giggles) before.
- (groans) Um, neither have I.
- Wait, what?
But I thought you were, you know?
- A slut?
Yeah, that's what everyone thinks
because I have a blue streak in my hair
and I like music.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
(girl sighs)
(heads thudding loudly) - Oh! (grunts)
- Oh, ah, god, (body thuds)
I'm so (grunts) clumsy.
(slow music)
- [Voice In Man's Head] I didn't know it at the time,
but I had a concussion,
and that was the last time I'd fall asleep, ever.
(playful music)
- Henry, thanks for being my only friend.
- (chuckling) No problem.
I like that you're weird, hm.
- Uh, I never said I was weird,
but anyway, Henry, there's something I have to tell you.
- Well, for sure.
I would never judge you for being weird.
- I didn't think you would,
but, um, sometimes when I get angry things happen.
- Well what kind of weird things?
- I can move things with my mind
and sometimes people get hurt.
- What?
Oh, I can't believe that you're weird!
I got to go tell my dad!
The local scientists do experiments on weird kids!
- Henry, please don't!
- I have to,
and I can't be your friend anymore
even though you're in love with me!
- I never said that! Ugh!
(crying)
(knocking) - Hey kiddo.
I know that you have secret powers,
and it's the anniversary of your mother's death,
♪ but you still have homework to do ♪
- (growls) Stay out of my room, Dad!
I hate you!
(bursting)
- (gasps) Oh no,
not on the one day anniversary of my mother's death!
Oh!
- [Director] (laughing) Cut.
(laughing)
(locker door rattling)
(screaming)
- Yeah, I know, it's good.
- Is it good?
- It's to the beat of the music exactly.
- You're saying bro, but you're also saying broads.
No one says both of those things.
- Yeah, bro!
Let's continue (laughing) playing this game.
- All right.
Let's play Tony Hawk Pro Skater one.