Hey it's your boy McEnroe again.
This is Devi Vishwakumar, she's a 15 year old
Indian-American girl from Sherman Oaks, California,
and it's her first day of sophomore year.
And I am legendary tennis player, John McEnroe.
(upbeat music)
Devi has what you might consider a short fuse,
and sometimes she's a straight up psycho.
Which I find pretty admirable.
- (Devi screaming) -(glass breaking)
Paxton Hall-Yoshida, the hottest guy at Sherman Oaks high.
I know it's a little weird for me to be saying that.
But come on! Look at this kid's jawline.
As much a Devi wanted to be a chill girl that you could
have sex with, she knew the truth.
She was a weird loser and a member of the UN.
And today was certainly not gonna change that.
The hot pocket, it was where all the best looking
guys in school ate lunch.
We're talking Marcus Jones.
We're talking Eddie Tan.
Hell, we're talking Trent Harrison!
But Devi was determined.
Paxton's chiseled face actually worked a miracle.
But even though she told her friends that Jonah was the
one she was after, Paxton Hall-Yoshida just seemed
so much more, I don't know... hot.
That's why she wanted to post this thirst trap
in the first place.
So Paxton would like it, and maybe like her.
So the next morning Devi took her dad's advice
and decided to fight back with her spirit, AKA she would
be serving a damn lewk.
Did he just say she looked good?!
Holy shit! Maybe she wasn't as friendzoned
as she thought.
Oh God! Get outta there Devi, this is a classic brush off.
Uh cool.
Well this certainly was not the walk of shame
Devi was hoping for.
Oh! You finally figured out you're a Gryffindor like me?
No I'm obviously a Ravenclaw like Eleanor.
They're all Hufflepuff.
So Devi was grounded and forced to become a house servant.
Currently she was on ironing duty.
Man this is boring! I'm a tennis commentator, not
a golf commentator!
Dr. Ryan and her friends were so wrong,
Devi wasn't lost, she was a friggin' sexual conquistador
who had just snagged her first kiss from a teenage Adonis!
And as far as she could tell that Jeep ride
just solved all her problems.
Are you okay, kid?
Oh fuck! You're John McEnroe!
I am.
Whoa it's me! Small world.
Thank you so much Mr. McEnroe!