Geek Charming

It's an honor to announce

this year's Blossom Queen winner.

The most important crown

that any girl can ever wear.

Dylan Schoenfield.

Dylan.

Thanks.

Dylan.

- Dylan!

- Yes, Principal Guthrie?

The Blossom Queen

campaign application.

- Oh.

- I need your signature.

Oh, thanks.

Ahem. Next.

This year's going to

be trs fantastiqu.

- Know why?

- Why?

Because once

I'm crowned Blossom Queen,

I will be the most popular girl

at Woodlands Academy ever.

Class is downstairs.

Drama Club.

Easy votes, they like my dramatic flair.

Oh, the very shirt

I introduced last semester.

Followers. Easy votes.

Film Club nerds.

- You're like a movie star to them.

- Totes.

Indie rock wannabes.

What's with the guitars, people?

This isn't a campfire.

I can't believe you used

to be friends with Amy Loubalu.

Alas, it's true.

Until I traded up to you two.

Dylan.

I took your suggestion

and got my hair cut into a bob.

Definitely cuted up.

See? People know I care.

Easy vote.

But what about Nicole Paterson?

She's major competition.

Lola and Hannah see me

as their leader

and a leader

should never show weakness.

That would be trs mauvais.

That's French for "ew."

What and ever.

A good candidate likes competish.

If I ran for Blossom Queen unopposed

and won, boring.

And who has the number one seat

on The Ramp?

Dude, hey.

Oh, look, Asher's holding it for me.

Oh. So sweet.

Oh, my.

Oh!

You.. You geek!

This is designer!

No, it's tuna noodle casserole.

You are so gross.

Gross is just one syllable.

I can't believe that popular people like me

are forced

to share the same air

as nerd herders like you.

What?

Forced to share the same air as me?

Okay, you wear so much perfume,

you need a gas mask just to survive.

Watch.

Is this yesterday's fettuccine Alfredo

- recycled?

- No paparazzi.

Oh.

So sweet.

Oh, my. Oh!

You... You geek!

This is designer!

No, it's tuna noodle casserole.

You are so gross.

Gross is just one syllable.

Oh!

That's classic.

- Look what you did to my friends.

- But I didn't...

I can't believe that popular people like me

are forced

to share the same air

as nerd herders like you.

- Ugh!

- I prefer the term "film geek."

Ugh!

They must practice that.

Casablanca. Curtiz is the director.

It also stars Ingrid Bergman, Peter Lorre

and Claude Rains.

As Bogart's best film? I fully disagree.

The African Queen with Katharine

Hepburn, directed by John Huston.

I mean, it's miraculous.

I mean, it's unbelievable. Hi.

Oh, look. Film Club president

finally decided to show up.

Sorry, guys.

I got stuck in traffic on the diva freeway.

- Where's your lunch?

- Dylan Schoenfield's wearing it.

Yeah, my food went where no mere mortal

has ever gone before.

The Ramp.

You need a passport to go in there.

Passport? You need a robot army.

With level 83 "Dragon Slayer" skills.

Okay, guys, seriously,

it's a whole other alien world.

A mystery species.

We'll never fully understand the Populars

and the way their strange vortex works.

Okay, what are you inventing now?

Artificial Intelligence chess.

Hey, Amy.

That's a cool guitar case.

Never gonna happen, friend.

Thanks for the support, pal.

Calculate this, Josh.

You've been crushing on Amy Loubalu

since third grade.

We're juniors.

That's approximately 2,268 school days,

minus summer breaks,

that you could have asked her out

and haven't.

I'd go out with you.

Guys, I don't have time for dating,

okay?

The Puget Sound Film Festival

is only six weeks away.

And he's our school's best shot at total

domination of the city's student film scene.

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