[music playing]
[shattering]
What are you doing?
Nothing.
I think there's something wrong with the house.
What do you mean, wrong?
I think it's haunted.
What? It's not haunted? Come on, Em.
Maybe not haunted, but definitely strange.
Today, I reached for the fridge and before I even touched it...
it opened.
The house is on a slight tilt.
And I knocked over a vase and instead of crashing,
it sort of... floated to the ground.
Look, sometimes when we get nervous
or even scared, things can appear
to happen in slow motion.
And then I unpacked a lamp and it turned on,
even though I hadn't plugged it in yet.
How do you explain that?
It's got batteries in case of a power outage.
Oh. Everything has a logical explanation.
I guess.
Come on.
[music playing]
Here you go.
I'll be right back, okay?
Where did you come from?
[sneezing]
I'm so sorry I startled you.
You're... You're Emma, right?
How do you know?
I'm assigned to show you around the school today.
- I'm Daniel. - I know.
I mean, that's nice.
It totally is.
So, um, Emma, this is... [sneezing]
- Bless you. - Okay, this is- this is weird.
There aren't any butterflies around here, are there?
No. Why?
I'm allergic to them.
How allergic?
[sneezing]
I'm so sorry.
Okay, there's got to be a butterfly in here.
Um, well, thanks for showing me around the... office.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
How did you do that?
I didn't.
My smoothie!
Who are you?
Emma.
[gasping]
[thundering]
What was that?
Daniel, are you with her?
You're my boyfriend.
Ex-boyfriend.
Anybody notice it's raining in the hall?
Is this normal for Miami?
No, but pretty normal for Matty.
Thanks for showing me around.
It's no problem.
And I got out of homeroom and math.
I hate math.
And the new teacher looks like a total snooze.
That would be my dad.
A snooze, a slang, you know, um, fun, cool, sick.
That's okay.
I'll make sure to make fun of your mom when I meet her.
I mean, not that I'd meet her because you...
I mean, just like hypothetically
if I ran into on the street or something,
and she was like, I'm Danielle's mom
and I'd be like, "Oh, really? Cool. You're sick."
I mean, sick in a cool way.
Okay, can we rewind?
Back to... well, back to even before we met,
because I've been embarrassing myself since then.
Don't worry. It's cute. Awkward... but cute.
This is the cafeteria.
Awkward but cute, seriously?
Go away.
I didn't mean it that way.
No, not you.
I was just talking to... my... self.
You play lots of sports?
Um, a few.
I'm captain of the swim team and soccer team.
I run track and play baseball, too.
Oh. Just a few.
Oh, do you play any sports?
Does scrapbooking count?
Depends. How competitive over you about it?
Oh, very, and I have the paper cuts to prove it.
Step away from my boyfriend.
I'm not your boyfriend.
Hi, I'm Emma. We met earlier with the whoosh
- and the... - Nobody cares.
Matty, you're being rude.
All right. Good talk. See you guys later.
Come on, Daniel. We can't be broken up.
It was just a joke.
You break up with me as a joke, a lot.
Daniel, you're so frustrating!
You broke up with me for the last time,
and I told you, no more. We're done.
[screaming]
So, what do you want to do tonight?
Oh, you know, just the usual sleepover stuff, boxing.
I-I mean, it's your house, so, you choose what we do first.
Note to self:
never let Emma choose our sleepover activities.
Where did I leave the brush?
[screaming]
[snoring]
Guys focus. We have to focus.
[phone ringing]
We can't focus with Maddy texting you
every five seconds.
Okay, I'll turn my phone off. Problem solved.
Okay, if something else moves, I swear I'm going home.
It's okay. Just think happy thoughts.
Okay. Uh, great white sharks, zombies, hockey games,
my toolbox, more zombies.
Those are not happy thoughts.
Think, uh, glitter, balloons, sweet tarts, rainbows,
puppies and pink hearts.
Cute, you even did a little rhyme there.
What was that?
That's kinda nice.
What is this?
What was that?
I'm not sure, but my great grandmother
used to tell me these stories about...
About what?
Witches.
[laughing] Witches, and you believed her?
Do you have a better explanation for any of this?
Yes. [clearing throat]
There's, uh, and it...
and then... that makes...
Viola.
Oh, yeah, that makes way more sense
than what I said.
Look, you wished for all those hearts,
and they appeared exactly how Grammy Gram described.
Come on. You really think I'm a...
Yep, you're a witch.