Blood Type: Unknown
Don't judge a book
by its cover.
A common saying,
and it applies,
because today is the day
I start my new life.
Or, rather, orchestrated life.
To me you're supposed
to be the conductor
but when you're a string
on an instrument,
you never know how
you'll be played.
Okay. Mother's almost done
making room in the car.
Are you all right, Caitlyn?
What?
Uh, yeah, Dad, I'm fine.
My girl's not having
second thoughts now, is she?
No, I'm just thinking
about stuff, you know?
Oh, no, no, no, none of that.
No mushiness today.
Your mother's doing all she can
to hold back her tears
now that you're going off
to college.
I might be a little mushy, Dad.
No, stop.
'Cause if you get mushy
then your mother will get mushy.
And before you know it,
I'll be mushy.
And I don't want that.
Such a softie.
Ah.
I am so proud of you.
Okay, hey.
Anything else?
It's just the last box.
Oh, all right.
Oh.
I remember this.
First place,
calculus competition.
You were 12.
Can you imagine what a proud
father I was that day?
And second place.
English creative writing
competition.
Well, I'm glad
you're out of that phase.
Second place isn't bad.
Yes, but it's not first.
You're not really
taking this with you.
Of course I am.
Mr. Scruffy will be
the only one
to protect me from the baddies
now that you won't be there.
The next accountant
in this family
and she needs Mr. Scruffy
to protect her.
Well, you taught me
to be strong,
but everyone needs a sidekick.
You have Mom,
I have Mr. Scruffy.
Yeah, you know,
come to think of it,
I'd rather deal with Mr. Scruffy
than those boys at college.
You don't have to worry
about that, Dad.
I know.
are one-third the genius
my Caitlyn is.
I trust you.
Okay.
We better get down there.
He means well,
but if only he could see
what is staring him
back in the face.
A daughter who's ready
to live her own life.
Jean, honey.
I thought we weren't going
to be mushy, dear.
I'm sorry.
But my baby's leaving me.
I mean, what kind of mother
would I be
if I didn't shed tears of love?
I'm not a cold-hearted person.
I'll be fine, Mom.
I know you will, sweetie.
I'm just so proud of you.
I mean, you're finally
going off
and getting your own life.
Don't be silly, Mom, I won't.
I'll call you when
I get there, okay?
All right.
Come on, honey.
It's time.
I know that, George.
I just can't believe
this is actually happening.
Well, it won't
if you stay in the car.
She can't bring you with her.
Why not?
Don't you want me around
anymore?
Of course I do. I'll keep
in contact, I promise.
You're a sweet child.
Want some more brandy?
Do I need to ask?
You do know that alcohol
will only make you feel worse.
Look at that.
My baby taking care of me now.
Oh, come here.
All right, come on, you guys.
Yeah.
Mom, you can stop
hugging me now.
Okay.
Mom, I can't breathe.
Oh!
Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie.
Okay.
We love you, Caitlyn.
I love you both.
Drive safe.
I will.
Bye.
Brandy.
Driving long distances
by yourself
can be a blessing and a curse.
When your favorite music
isn't doing the trick,
then you're really at a loss
to keep yourself occupied
for the drive.
There's always texting,
but that's bad, too.
Then there's the worst thing
of all...
thinking.
How bad can it be?
I can meet great people
that know who they are
and are passionate
about their studies.
It's going to be great.
This can be the best thing
that's ever happened to me.
the most boring four years
of my life.
Fix this equation,
here a number, there a number,
everywhere a boring number.
Is my life completely
out of my control?
Is this really all
I'm meant to be?
I'm going to have a blast
with my roommate.
We'll have our own
little book club
writing short stories
that are posted
in the school newspaper
that'll then
get discovered
by a giant publisher.
I bet she'll be
the sweetest person
in the world, too.
It'll be perfect.
Maybe she's ugly.
Finally.
Where the hell have you been?
Uh, I hit traffic on the drive.
I'm Caitlyn Landale.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm Alice.
We can get acquainted later.
I've been waiting forever.
Zip, zip.
My hands are full.
Oh, my God.
Go put your stuff on the bed.
Ah.
Thank you.
What?
Hope you're gonna change.
Do you have something
a little less you?
Excuse me?
Put your hair down
and take off your glasses.
Come on, do it.
We need to get going.
What do you mean
we need to get going?
Drake McDowell's parents
are on a cruise
and he's throwing
this crazy party.
are gonna be there.
I'm... I'm gonna pass,
I'm exhausted.
Out of the question.
I'm not going by myself,
that's why
you're coming with me.
This is for you.
You'll thank me later.
It'll get you into
all the bars in town.
How'd you get this?
after graduation.
Stick with me
and we'll have this place
wrapped around our fingers.
Best place to start,
Drake's party.
Look, I'm really tired.
You'll wake up.
And who knows who you'll meet.
Trust me.
Now what are you gonna wear?
Most of my stuff
is still in the car.
It should probably stay there.
Here, put this on.
Make it snappy.
Roomie.
Put your hair back up.
This is going to be
a long first semester.
Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, woo!
Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey,
Godfrey, Godfrey,
Godfrey, woo!
Allie Buchanan.
You made it.
Of course I did.
Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe...
I see you brought
Hi.
I'm Drake McDowell.
This is my roommate, Kathleen.
It's Caitlyn, actually.
Very nice to meet you, Caitlyn.
Can I get you two anything?
- Vodka tonic.
- And for you?
I'll just have
That's funny.
Seriously?
Oh, okay, um,
one VT and a water
coming right up.
Thank you very much.
You caught the eyes
of the host.
Whatever.
Godfrey, Godfrey,
Godfrey, Godfrey!
There he is.
Adam.
Are you kidding?
Everyone knows him.
The mystery.
What mystery?
The one I plan to find out.
Ladies.
Here you go.
Thank you.
What number shot are they on?
Twenty-one.
Isn't that a lot?
Oh, yeah.
Joe!
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, woo!
Yes, yes.
Godfrey, Godfrey, Godfrey,
woo!
Come on, Joe.
You ready?
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe,
Joe, Joe, Joe, oh!
Dude, that was epic.
Joe never had a chance.
Ladies and gents,
I give you
our reigning champion,
Adam Godfrey.
Woo!
Isn't he amazing?
He's gonna have one hell
of a hangover tomorrow.
Sh*t.
Hi.
I'm Alice.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm... I'm fine.
I'm Adam.
I know who you are, silly.
Do you have a sister?
Christine Buchanan.
She graduated last year.
She told me amazing things
about you.
Right.
Yes, yes, I remember her.
Enjoying the party?
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