The Clique (2008) - full transcript

Oh, my God.

You are single-handedly
ruining my life.

You have to be kidding me.

We're serious about this,
Massie.

So am I.
I already made plans.

This party isn't just a party.

It's the last party
before winter break is over.

Forget being the event
of the season,

it's the event of all four.

I'm sorry, but the Lyons
are gonna be here for dinner.

The Lyons?



Are the tigers and bears
coming too? Oh, my.

Massie, we talked about this
weeks ago.

You remember Jay?

My best friend
from business school?

He's moving up here from Florida
with his family.

They have a son Todd,
a daughter Claire.

She's your age?

They'll stay out
in the guesthouse

until they find
a place of their own.

Does any of this
even ring the smallest of bells?

Uh, no.

You'll be at dinner
and you'll be pleasant.

Mom!

You always said I should honor
my commitments, right?



Well, I made a verbal commitment
to Shelby Rexler

that I would be
at her party tonight.

I'm not discussing this anymore.

- Dad!
- You heard your mother.

Mom, if I miss this,

it'd be starting
the second semester

on the completely wrong foot.

Worse than the wrong foot.

It'd be like wearing
the wrong outfit.

Bean, tell me
this isn't happening.

This is my worst nightmare.

Worse than the one
where my Amex was rejected.

Worse than the one
where I lost my Prada bag.

And look.

I already had my outfit
picked out and everything.

If I have to miss this,
everyone has to miss this.

Hey.

Put the brush down.
I'm getting Dylan.

I was just about to call you.

I'm in the middle of
a wardrobe crisis.

Hey, Dyl.
Hey, Alicia.

Ow!

I'll get Kristen.

She's school shopping.

She's already called me
three times

to ask if we really need
a compass and a protractor.

- What did you tell her?
- To get a life.

Mass, hey, look,
I can't really talk right now,

but did you get a compass
and a protractor?

Who cares?
P.S., Leesh and Dyl on the line.

Hey, girlies.
Hi.

- Hey.
- Okay.

So, what I'm about to tell you

is gonna score me
major gossip points.

Like Shelby Rexler
did not chop her hair off

to look more like
Keira Knightley.

- She has head lice.
Eww.

Gross.

I know.
I say we bag the party.

There's no way I'm trading
my Frédéric Fekkai for Nix.

But it's an eighth-grade party

and we're the only
seventh graders invited.

Please, I'm not gonna be
caught dead

at a party thrown by anyone
under the age of 15.

It's worse than wearing Crocs.

Wait, head lice and Crocs?

No one's actually
wearing Crocs, Dyl.

Actually, I think Shelby
has a pair in orange.

Eww.

- Ugh, forget it, I'm out.
- Me too.

Me three.

That's what I thought.

Mass, the Lyons
will be here soon.

You might wanna change.

Can I change the fact
that they're gonna be here?

Look, I'll make a deal with you.

If you adjust your attitude,
be nice to Claire...

Who's Claire?

The Lyons' daughter.

Be nice to her
and I'll let you go

to the end of Shelby's party.

Oh, my God.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Now, go get changed.

Bean.

Bean, chill.

Dad, how many people live here?

Is this really our new house?

Bean, what's one step worse
than a fashion don't?

A fashion
don't-even-think-about-it.

They're here.

I'm not even ready yet.

Hey.
Hey.

Oh, look. Hey.

You made it.

Good to see you.

- How are you, buddy?
- Oh, you got so big.

What do you think, Bean?

Perfect, right?

Oh, so good to see you.

There she is, perfect timing.

This is our daughter Massie.

My parents told me
all about you.

Huh. Mine barely
mentioned you.

Oh.

Except to say
how fun and cool you are.

Uh, hello? She's a dog,
not a baseball glove.

Hey, come here.

Sorry, he must have forgotten
to take his meds.

Meds?

That was a joke.

Funny.

Good to see you.
It's good to see you.

This is delicious.

Mm!

Claire helped pick that out.

Sorry.

It's for your charm bracelet.

Really? I never would've
guessed, thanks.

I remember your mom wrote
in a Christmas card one year

that you wanted to be a singer?

Right, when I was 7.

Um, thanks.

So, Claire, I hear you're
a straight-A student.

She was in the top three in
her school in her science fair.

She won the district
spelling bee contest last year.

Mm-hm.

Wow.

That's very impressive, Claire.

Massie, why don't you
tell Claire about

Octavian Country Day?
Massie just loves OCD.

Right, Massie?

Oh, right.
Um, small classes,

nice teachers for the most part.

There's only one problem.
No boys.

Who says that's a problem?

Uh, the girls who go there, Dad.

Mr. Lyons,
let me get that for you.

Sure.

You complete me.

Eww.

Excuse me.

- They were still eating.
- Please.

You promised I could go to the party.
A party?

Thanks, Claire.

Maybe Claire would like
to go with you.

Oh, I'm up for, you know...

Whatever.

Sweetie, are you okay?

Um, you know what?

I think I'm gonna go to bed.

I don't feel so well.

Night, Massie.
I hope it's nothing serious.

Get some sleep, honey.

I'm sure it'll be gone
in the morning.

I seriously hope so.

Did you see her clothes

and her shoes and her hair?

I swear, she looked
straight out of a magazine.

She is pretty cute.

Could we go shopping tomorrow?

For the first day of school?

What about the clothes we bought
before we left Florida?

T.J. Maxx isn't gonna
cut it here, Mom.

It's, like, designer everything.

Please? I just wanna fit in.

I really want her to like me.

Honey, she's gonna like you
because you're you,

not because of what you wear.

All right, fine.

I suppose we both could use
a new sweater or two.

It is pretty cold up here.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

On your right!

Hey, watch where you're going.

Hey, isn't there a law
against texting and riding?

- I'm Chris Abeley.
- I'm...

Massie Block.
I know who you are.

Really?
Sure.

I used to come to
your parents' charity auction

practically every year.

Hm, I wonder why
we've never met.

I've been MIA
the past couple of years.

In a boarding school
in Connecticut.

Ha, sounds cliché.

Yeah, so is getting kicked out.

So I'm back at Briarwood
for high school.

A bad boy, huh?

I guess that explains

why you're on a private trail.

Yeah, I must have made
a wrong turn somewhere.

Or the right one.

I... I should go. I'll let you
have your trail back.

Oh, no, it's okay.

I love having guests, really.

Well, maybe I'll see you
back here.

I was thinking of riding again
on Saturday.

Sure. Maybe you'd wanna
ride together?

Sure, it's a date.

Did you hear that, Brownie?
It's a date.

What about this?
Mom!

"At OCD, fashion is a fine art

and true form
of self-expression."

Okay, okay.

Oh, these are perfect.

Oh, those are nice. Let's see.

Ooh. Sixty-two dollars.

"Excellence isn't encouraged,
it's expected."

- Expected, Mom.
- I'm sorry, honey.

With the move and everything,
this is just too expensive.

Well, can I just look next door?

I'm not gonna buy anything,
I just wanna look for ideas.

All right, fine, five minutes.

But then we're going
to Old Navy.

- They have a sale on turtlenecks.
- Okay, thanks, Mom.

♪ Clap your hands
If you're feelin' me ♪

♪ One to the two
Two to the three ♪

♪ Clap your hands
If you're in the mix ♪

♪ Four to the five
Five to the six ♪

♪ Hey DJ
Turn me out ♪

♪ You gotta keep me movin'
Till the moon goes down ♪

♪ Why don't you show me
Yeah, you know me ♪

♪ Shake your thing
Till you don't feel lonely ♪

♪ Hey, mister
Break it down... ♪

But they look great.

Well, I'm not getting you
a size 6.

But I am a size 6.

Well, when you're
a size 4 again,

I'll get you the pants.

In every color.

Ooh!

- Moms, they just don't get it.
- Right?

Weren't they kids once too?

I don't think they have a 4
in this whole store.

What about these?
These are 4s.

If I try and fit into these,
I won't be able to breathe.

Why don't you switch the tags?

That way, your mom thinks
you're buying the 4

when you're buying the 6.

Then your mom's happy
and you can exhale.

You're brilliant.

I'm Dylan.
Claire.

- We walked in on some dude.
- Trying on women's clothes.

- No!
- Yeah, come on.

Oh, uh, nice meeting you,
Claire. And thanks.

♪ Hey, mister
Break it down ♪

♪ You're a playboy
You made me hit the ground... ♪

Since excellence is expected.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

"Good girls go to Orlando.
Bad girls go to Miami."

Where do ugly girls like you go?

Claire, Mrs. Block said that

you can go to school
with Massie.

- Oh.
- You should meet the driver

in front of the house at 7:30.

Their driver's going to
take me to school?

You must be Claire.

Hi, Isaac.

Thanks.

Wow.

God, Claire, you scared me.

You shouldn't sneak up
on people like that.

Sorry.

Oh, it's fine.

Do you mind sitting in the back?
We have to pick up a few more.

Oh, um, sure.

♪ Gotta get up and go ♪

♪ You better make your move ♪

♪ 'Cause, babe
It's all gonna go ♪

♪ Whether you're ready
You know ♪

Relax, Claire.
This isn't Epcot.

I swear, celebs are getting more
DUls than Ksubi jeans.

Hm.

Moschino dress,
Alice and Olivia jacket,

Michael Kors handbag.

Adorable, 8.5.

Thank you.

Wait.
Dylan?

Claire, right?

- You two know each other?
- From the mall.

Claire's the one who had that
brilliant idea about the pants.

When my mom was being a jerk
to the 10th degree.

And then Dylan's friends
came out

and started screaming
about some guy.

Yeah, those are my friends too.

And FYI, that story's more last
week than white skinny jeans.

Claire's the girl
I told you about.

The one living in my guesthouse,

because her parents can't
afford anything else right now.

Gummi Feet?

- Thanks, but I don't eat sugar.
- And I don't eat feet.

♪ Gotta get up and go ♪

♪ You better make your move ♪

♪ 'Cause, babe
It's all gonna go ♪

♪ Whether you're ready
You know ♪

♪ So just do what you do ♪

♪ You gotta get up and go ♪

Hey.
What's up, chica?

Hey, girl. Ooh,
vintage Ralph Lauren, 9.

Well, you're a 10.
You look amazing.

Just wait till tomorrow.
Why?

Because you get better-looking
every day.

♪ Gotta get up and go ♪

♪ You better... ♪

Hey, guys.

Somebody call
the fashion police.

I'm making a citizen's arrest.

Finally.

♪ I know a girl ♪

♪ She's a beauty queen
She likes the scene ♪

♪ All over the world ♪

♪ People stop and stare
She's everywhere ♪

♪ Inaffection's
Got you thinking ♪

♪ That you're not one thing ♪

♪ That you're hiding
In your room ♪

♪ It's got you thinking
About the person ♪

♪ Who you wish
Just wasn't you ♪

♪ You gotta know... ♪

Seriously, Kris,
when is your mom

gonna let you wear
what you want?

My question first.

One, why does it smell
like first-class airline food?

I started the Circle diet today.
Sorry.

And two, who's the stowaway?

Oh, my God!

Has she been there
the whole time?

That's Claire.

Do we like her?

No.

♪ I know you're watchin' ♪

♪ When you see me
Walkin' down the hall ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Don't get too close to me ♪

♪ 'Cause baby
Boy, I'll make you fall ♪

♪ Oh ♪

Um, Isaac?

Claire, sorry.

Thanks.

♪ ...totally insane ♪

♪ But, boys, you gotta hear
What I'm sayin' ♪

♪ You can look
But don't touch ♪

♪ You know you're askin'
For too much ♪

♪ Said you can look ♪

♪ Boy, you can't ♪

♪ I hear you talkin' ♪

♪ When I'm walkin'
Down the hallway ♪

Hey, Mass. We missed
you guys Saturday night.

The party was completely
unbloggable without you.

I know.

We heard you had some
unexpected visitors.

Oh, my God,
Jenna Dressler's wearing

her Chihuahua shirt again.

Hey, you guys.
How was your winter break?

Massie, I heard you have
an NBF from Florida.

False. If I had
a new best friend,

she'd be here right now.

- She is so off my top eight.
- She was in your top eight?

♪ You can look
But don't touch ♪

- Ow!
- Juicy Couture sweat suit.

No punch backs.

Wait, I lost an earring.

Nobody move!

I need to retrace.

Fan out, people.

♪ You can look ♪

♪ Boy, you can't touch ♪

Hey, look out.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

I'm so sorry.

I was rushing.

My sister,
she forgot her thermos

so I had to run
all the way back here.

And I didn't even...

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm sure.

I'm Chris Abeley.

I'm Claire Something.

Nice to meet you,
Claire Something.

- What are you doing?
- Uh, anger management much?

Hello, I can't wear one earring.
I'll look like Johnny Depp.

But wasn't that a diamond?

Hey.

Uh, do you guys
know where Room 41 is?

Yeah, um, turn around
and go out these double doors.

Take a cab to JFK

and get on the next flight

to wherever the hell
you came from.

Latte, anyone?

I don't get it. What's going on?

Claire, did I invite
you to my BBQ?

Um, no.

Then why are you
all up in my grill?

I don't get it.
Why are you being like this?

Hm, like what, Claire?
What am I being like?

Like...

I don't know, a bitch?

What did you just call me?

Nothing. I mean...

Nothing.

I can't believe
she just said that.

She called you a bitch
to your face.

Mass, what are you
gonna do to her?

I don't know.

All I know is that Claire Lyons

should consider herself done,
done, and you know what else?

Done.

Do you need a personal
invitation to come in?

Give me your e-mail,
I'll send you an Evite.

Sorry I'm late.
I got a little lost.

And you are...?

I'm Claire. I'm new.

I'm Vincent, I'm old.

But you know what they say,
32 is the new 22.

My likes include
Broadway musicals,

piña coladas and taking long
walks in the rain.

And my dislikes are...
Now, what were they again?

Oh, yeah, tardiness.

There's a seat by the window.

And Miss Rivera,

this isn't the changing room
at Saks. Make room.

Claire,
I've seen paint dry faster.

Chop, chop.
Chop squared, please.

Okay, you have your materials
in front of you.

You have 15 minutes
to paint this as still life.

I think I'm gonna
use some of that too.

Oh... Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Is there a problem, ladies?

No.

Do you think I could start over?
I'm not very good at this yet.

Commit to your work, Miss Lyons.
This is a lesson for life.

Once you start something,
you need to stick with it.

Oh, my... Uh, Miss Lyons,

uh... Um, here's a pass
to the nurse.

And take your books with you.

I feel fine.
Just go.

Uno, dos,

tres, cuatro, cinco...

seis, siete, ocho,
nueve, diez.

En español, por favor.

Por favor, uh...

me permission-o,
uh, el bathroom-o?

Hey, Claire.

You look a little lost.

I'm supposed to go
to the nurse's office.

Easy. Just follow this hall
all the way down,

past the main office
and the gym.

Take a right at the band room.

It's the first door
on the right after that.

Be sure to be loud
when you go in.

Nurse Adele's a little
hard of hearing.

Thanks, Dylan,
I really appreciate it.

My pleasure.

Breathe into your powerhouse.

In...

and out.

Nurse Adele?

Nurse Adele's office is on
the other side of the school

by the art wing.

But I was just there.

Namasté.

Ladies.

Re-center.

Can I help you
with something, dear?

Um, I don't know.

I'm not really sure
why I'm here.

Vincent told me to come.

Ah, don't worry.
Got your period.

No, I didn't. What?

Look at the back of your jeans.

How is this possible?

I... I don't... Be right back.

Alicia, red paint.

Don't worry, dear.

This is also the lost and found.

Go through and pick out
something you like.

- Really?
- Really.

Whatever you want.

These girls want nothing to do

with last season's clothes,
trust me.

♪ Ho-oh ♪

♪ How did I end up here? ♪

♪ One of the cool kids
This year ♪

♪ What a surprise now
'Cause all that I am's real ♪

♪ And it's kind of weird ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Tryin' to find my way ♪

♪ Tryin' to find my place ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

Hey, cool top.

I had the same one
but I lost it.

Looks like someone went shopping
at Nursestrom's today.

Seven's so three years ago.

Loser, loser, double loser,

whatever, as if,
get the picture, duh.

Ow. What the...?

Juicy hoodie, no punch backs.

Now, lean in.
I've got major gossip.

How many points is it worth?

None, it's about me.

Why didn't you tell us
in the car?

There is a reason
I was MIA yesterday.

"MIA"?

Missing in Armani?
I was being asked out on a date.

By a boy?

As opposed to who?

- Yes, a boy. A Briarwood boy.
- No.

Yes, he's a freshman
in high school.

Shut up.

His name's Chris Abeley.

We have to do some major recon
after school today.

Oh, no, I don't know.
I have a ton of homework.

You seriously cannot be stressed
out about school already.

It's only first day
after winter break.

Well, I already
have to come up with

the Women in the Workforce
project.

I have to have a business plan
and a budget.

It's worth, like,
60 percent of my grade.

Does anyone wanna trade
for something edible?

Ask her.

You guys, I feel bad.

Maybe we could pull up a chair?

That was Clairious.

Okay, so I called Isaac

to meet us here
at Briarwood at 4:30.

- So we have to hurry.
Tell it to Chris Abeley.

By the way, micro-mini?
So not good for spying.

Quiet. Hey, what happened
to the diet?

I'm starving.
It's either this or my left arm.

It's 4:15.

Chris Abeley will be here,
don't worry.

Who's worried?

Hear about the New York

field trip
to the Museum of Modern Art?

Vincent's taking
the whole seventh grade.

It's Chris Abeley.

There's Chris Abeley.

I want to, but I don't know.

Oh... My...

God.

Oh, my God, look at him!

He's coming this way.
Chris Abeley is coming this way.

Get down.

I got at least three or four
hours of homework tonight.

- Really? You do?
- Yeah, it's not even funny.

Shh.

Yeah.

Hey, how was your first day?

Good.

Hey, whose clothes are those?

Oh. Massie's.
You know Massie.

She keeps, like, three changes
of backup clothes in her locker.

She, uh, wanted me to be dressed
more like her.

Oh.

Well, uh, maybe we should return
your new jeans, then, huh?

You can't.

I spilled paint
all over them in art class.

I'm sorry, Mom,
I know you spent a lot.

Oh, no, come on, honey,
that's okay.

I mean, it's just pants.
It's no big deal.

I'm just glad

you and Massie
are hitting it off.

I hate her.

Claire.

She sits there
like this perfect, wide-eyed,

innocent goody two-shoes.

Meanwhile, she's trying
to be BFFs with Dylan

and she's throwing herself
at Chris Abeley behind my back.

I mean, you can't just drive
into someone else's town

and live in someone else's house

and try to take over
someone else's friends, right?

I mean, what's next?

She's gonna change her
last name to Block

and move into my bedroom?

I may live on 4.6 acres
of property,

but there is no way that

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do
You make me... ♪

I can't believe your lips
are still red

- from all those cherries.
- I know.

Aren't they luscious?

Whatev. I just wish my lip gloss
lasted that long.

Actually,
if you could sell that,

you could make a fortune.

Lipstick that lasts 24 hours.
You can even wake up pretty.

Oh, my God, that...
That's it, Massie.

That's what I can
do for my project.

A makeup company.
And you guys could help me.

Hey, yeah.

Oh, my God, I am so smart.

That really is a good idea.

Uh, conversation between
the taco and burrito, "nacho."

Anyways, we could make
everything all natural.

And edible. When you get bored
of a color, you could eat it.

I heart that.

We could sell it on that field
trip to New York on Saturday.

The whole class will be there.

You guys, we need a great name.

What about Homeworks?

Because we make it at home...

and it works.

"Homeworks"?

That makes us sound like losers
who don't have any friends

and never go out, like...

What about "Glambition"?

It'll do until I think
of something better.

Oh, my God.
We're gonna be so rich.

Oh, please.
We already are.

- To Glambition.
To Glambition.

♪ You are my everything ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ Come with me
Take my hand ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do... ♪FYI, Claire.

There are more girls
than those girls in this school.

Go find them.

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ You make me want to sing ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ You are my everything ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do... ♪

Excuse me, is this seat taken?

♪... Understand
I know you can ♪

Is that real?

I got this at CVS for a buck 20.

Oh, well, you never know.

For all I know, those Picassos
on the wall could be real.

They are.

I'm Layne.

Claire, right?

Yeah, you're new around here.
Word travels fast.

Oh, oatmeal?

No, thanks.
I'm trying to cut back.

One day here
and you're already dressed

like a pure Massie-chist.

You guys friends?

Um, yeah, we kind of are.

I didn't realize
the Pretty Committee

was taking applications
for new members.

Hey, cool bag.

It's a stereo.
Fifty bucks, Spencer Gifts.

♪ Do you know...? ♪

- Oh, my God. That is so gross.
- What is she doing?

♪ I am lovesick
Just for you ♪

♪ Now I... ♪

Are you sure it's okay
for you to be sitting here?

Massie looks pissed.

She's fine.
I told her, you know,

I can't hang out
with only her all the time.

Yeah. She seems really jealous.

I'll text her later.

This is kind of random,
but you have plans Friday night?

None.

Hey, uh, maybe we can
watch a movie

or listen to my bag
or, uh, something.

That would be great.

- Hi there, everybody.
- Oh, hi.

So, Claire, you're coming
to the sleepover

Friday night, right?

I'm sorry?
Massie's having

Dylan, Alicia, Kristen.

She wants me to come?

Of course.
I'll go.

Sorry, Todd, no boys.

- Wow, I'd love to come.
- Great.

- Seven o'clock.
- Sounds great.

Maybe I'll invite
my friends over too.

You have friends?

Don't you?

I'm really sorry, Layne.

My parents have
to go out Friday night,

so I have to babysit
my little brother.

Maybe we can hang out
another time?

Great. Bye.

♪ Oh ♪
♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

Yeah?
Ow! I like it.

- Isn't it awesome?
- Not.

No.

Seriously, this is, like,
'60s-slash-medieval.

- That's really cute.
- Seriously?

Check it out.
For sure.

Eww.
- Get rid of it. It's nasty.

Oh, yes.

Yeah, I...
Well, you know...

What are you doing here?

I'm here for the sleepover.

Hey, Claire.

Okay, girls, break's over.

Any clothes you're
donating need to go

- in these boxes for the auction.
- What auction?

We host the OCD auction
to raise money for scholarships.

I know one local charity
that could use a donation.

Massie, kitchen, now.

Hey, let's go down
to the cabana.

Yeah.

Mom! How could you
do this to me?

I told you if you didn't
invite Claire, I would.

I didn't think
you actually meant it.

Massie, just try to be nice.

I did, but Mom, you should see
how she treats me at school.

She's not this nice, sweet,

innocent girl everyone
makes her out to be.

I know you, and there are always
two sides to your story.

Well, it'd be nice if you took
my side for a change.

You need to take Bean
for a walk.

Um, I'm going down
to the cabana.

That's where we sleep.

Come if you want.

Or not.

Okay.

Okay, would you rather be A,
a friendless loser, or B,

a person with tons of friends
who secretly hate you?

Oh, easy. B.

Definitely B.

B all the way.

Claire, what do you think?

Would you rather
be a friendless loser,

or a person with tons of friends
who secretly hate you?

Um, I guess I'd rather
be the friendless loser.

Congrats, you got your wish.

- Harsh.
- I was kidding.

Claire, ever play Truth or Dare?

You just gonna
stand there all night?

Wait, I have a good idea.

- Okay.
- I want to do one.

Okay, someone ask me first.

My house. Me first.

Okay.

Ooh. Truth or dare?

Mm... truth.

Okay.

Have you ever kissed a boy?

No, you guys, that's stupid.
We already know the answer.

No, but ask me after the auction

and the answer
will be a definite yes.

Ooh.

Okay, Claire, truth or dare?

Dare.

Who do you like?

Um, I like a lot of people.

I like my parents, my friends...

Not just like. "Like" like,
like more-than-a-friend like.

I don't know.

If you had to pick.

Someone here in Westchester.

Well, I guess I don't
really know anyone.

Okay, there was this
skateboard guy, Chris.

He's got this shaggy blond hair,
deep blue eyes, scar above his...

You mean, Chris Abeley?

That's the guy Massie

was just talking about kissing.

Wait, is...?
Is he your boyfriend?

Wow, Claire.

Are you in accelerated math?

You can put
two and two together.

Stop talking about school.
It's really stressing me out.

Can we just go to bed?

Oh, my God. Claire,
was that you?

How embarrassing.

Shh.

Funny, Leesh,
I thought it was the sound

of your boobs rubbing together.

- Snap.

Let's just go to sleep.

Claire, wait.

You don't have to go.

"Have to"?

I want to.

Fine. Whatever.

♪ La-la-la-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ Oh ♪

Should we make our lip gloss
with lavender oil or peanut oil?

Or this recipe has both.

Not peanut. Massie's allergic.

Puh-lease. Nothing touches
these lips but MAC and...

Chris Abeley.
Exactly.

No, I mean Chris Abeley,
he's here.

What?

Hey, Claire.

Hey, glad you could make it.

Oh, Claire, meet my brother.

Chris. We've met.

We had a little run-in
on the first day of school.

Well, if you're looking for your
girlfriend, she's up there.

My girlfriend lives across town.

But I thought
your girlfriend was...

- Fawn.

Yeah, she's perfect,
she's beautiful,

and they've been together
since seventh grade.

It's sickening.

Chris, if you wanna go riding,
we gotta go.

Oh, Chris, um, wait.

It's just something
in... In your hair.

There.

Got it.

Isaac!

Hey.

So how could you come to my
house and not bother to say hi?

Sorry.

My dad, he was in a hurry.

How could you have not
told me Layne's your sister?

I love Layne.

- Really? Since when?
- Since always.

We should totally invite Layne
riding sometime.

Yeah, Layne doesn't really ride.

I could teach her.
I'm a great teacher.

Patient and compassionate and...

- And modest.
- Yeah, that too.

We should all hang out sometime.

What are you doing with my hat?

I'm gonna donate it into
the auction on Saturday.

- You better not.
- You'll just have to come.

Actually, the day
of the auction's my birthday.

Oh. What better place
to celebrate?

♪ Girl ♪

♪ The girl everyone
Wants to be ♪

♪ Girl ♪

♪ The girl everyone
Thinks is neat ♪

♪ Girl ♪

♪ Look at her
She's got everything ♪

♪ So never has a doubt, no ♪

♪ Never has a doubt, no ♪

Layne, you're just the person
I wanted to see.

I am?

Mm-hm.

I have so much to tell you.

Layne. Layne.

Layne.

I tried to MySpace
you last night,

but it didn't go through.

The thing is,

uh, I don't really have time
for friend requests right now

because I'm...
I'm really busy, you know,

babysitting my brother.

But your brother's 15.

Layne.

Layne, are we still on for manis
and pedis after school?

For suresies.

Whoa. Wait a sec.
You and Massie?

Since when do you
wanna be friends with her?

Everyone wants to be friends
with Massie.

Isn't that why you lied to me

and ditched me
for her sleepover?

Yeah.

That's what I thought.

Hey, Mass, wait up.

Hey, Massie, wait up. Massie.

Layne, enough with the all caps.

Stop yelling.

I told you not to talk
to me at school.

But I thought
we were friends now.

We are.

Secret friends. Top-secret.

Okay?

Okay.

Hi.

Why were you talking
to Layne Abeley?

I was yelling at her
for getting oatmeal on my Fendi.

Okay. Enough about Layne.

I'm calling an emergency
Glambition meeting after school.

The field trip is in six days

and we haven't made
lip gloss yet.

I've actually got somewhere
to be after school.

Does it involve someone
named Chris Babe-ly?

Uh, you could say that.

Uh, listen, tell you what.

Meet at my house at 5
and tell the girls.

What I have to do
shouldn't take long.

- Okay. Bye.
- All right, bye.

- Layne!

Layne, come on,
your water's getting cold.

Sorry, this is her first time.

Do you have
any US Weeklys around here?

Mm-hm.

Okay.

Uh, FYI, you're only supposed
to pick one.

Well, I think it'd be cool

to have a different color on
each finger and toe, don't you?

Ow! Okay, hot.
Ha-ha-ha. It's hot.

You'll get used to it.

Just stick your feet in
and relax

quietly.

Okay. All right.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow,

ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

Ah.

So tell me about Chris.
Are you two close?

Yeah, we're like besties.
We tell each other everything.

Oh.

So has...?
Has he mentioned me?

No.

That tickles.

Um, we're having a private
meeting.

If Mass ever shows.

Claire, are you a bird?

No.

Then why is your suit so cheap?

Cheap, cheap, cheap.

Actually, Leesh, it's an
original Astrid from Brazil.

Surprised you couldn't tell.

I've heard of Astrid.

I read a whole article about her
in Teen Vogue.

You mean, him?

Mm. Seriously, what is taking
Massie so long?

This project is worth, like,
a bazillion percent of my grade.

If I fail, I'm stealing her
tweezers for a month.

Well, would it kill you to have
a little fun while you waited?

With you? Probably.

That was sweet.

You guys should really come in.

Why not? It's not like
we're doing anything.

♪ It's a party
When you come around ♪

♪ Move around in a crowd
Come on, everybody, shout ♪

♪ When we're all together
It's a guaranteed freakout ♪

♪ When you come around ♪

♪ You know you gotta
Get up and roll ♪

♪ Get up and roll ♪

What's going on?

I thought we were having
a meeting.

Well, we were,
but you were an hour late.

I wasn't late, I was lost.

Thank God
Chris Abeley was a Boy Scout

or I swear I would've never
made it out of the woods.

I seriously could've died
out there.

- Thank God you're safe.
- What if something happened?

We would've never finished
our project.

Nice suit, Claire.

It's an original Astrid.

Unless "Astrid" means
bargain-basement,

chain-store, low-rent knockoff,

I don't think so.

Hey. What's up?

Hey.
Hey, what's wrong?

Claire, Claire.

What's wrong? What happened?

Nothing.

Did something happen
at the pool?

Was it Massie?

- What did she do?
- I told you, nothing.

Well, if it's nothing,
then why are you so upset?

Look, either you tell me
what's going on here

or else I'm gonna go
find out for myself.

Mom, no, please.
You can't... You can't do that.

It was a stupid
misunderstanding.

It was nothing.

I'll talk to Massie about it.
It'll be cool, really.

Why don't you go talk about it
right now?

After dinner,
once my homework's done.

Fine, after dinner.

Either you talk to Massie
or I'm gonna talk to her mom.

Okay?

Hi, Mrs. Block.
Is Massie home?

No, honey, she's not.
Can I help you?

I just needed to talk to her
about pre-algebra.

She took Bean for a walk but
you're welcome to wait for her.

Okay.

Whoa.

I didn't realize Peter Pan
was holding auditions today.

I hope you get the part.

Ew. What are you wearing?

What are you wearing?

I thought we were going all
Teen Vogue-ish today.

- Hey, Claire.
- Hey, Leesh.

Come on, Bean.

Hey.

- Todd!
- Don't mind me.

What are you doing?

Uh, even Mary-Kate knew when her
boho look had run its course.

Laundry day.

Bean.

Bean!

Bean.

Where are you, Bean?

Shh.

No barking and no pooping.

I'll be back soon.

Man, I can't believe this.

Todd, stop doing that.

She's got, like,
a gazillion pictures.

Don't you think she'd have one

without her annoying friends
in them?

Don't worry. If this works,

Massie will be without her
annoying friends soon enough.

And put the pictures back.

"Put the pictures back."

Kris, you still there?

Always.

Doin' homework?

Glambition.

I've just gotta get an A, Mass.

What if you don't?

You don't wanna know.

Parents?

Everything.

What do you mean?

Forget it.

No, tell me.

Secret for a secret?

No.

Come on.

I have something
that I haven't told anyone.

Okay, you first.

Okay. You know how I've been

hanging with Chris Abeley?

Well, I've been hanging
with Layne too.

Oh, my God.

And I actually like her.

Oh, my God times two.

Okay, your turn.

Okay, but you can't tell.

You know how I'm always worried
about grades?

It's not just because
I have strict parents.

It's because I have
poor parents.

I'm on a scholarship at OCD.

Oh, my God times three.

But you live in the Montador
building.

No, we live in the apartment
building next door.

You better not tell.
Not even for gossip points.

Massie, promise.

Bean, are you in here?

It's Massie. She's back,
she's coming.

Go, go under the bed. Go.

Bean.

Seriously, you can't tell
the other girls.

What are you talking about?

What I just told you.

Huh?

Nice. Forget it, Mass.

Ugh!

We have to do something. We
can't stay under here all night.

You have to go out there.

No way.

You can play
the "creepy little brother

crushing on the hot neighbor"
angle.

Todd, I'm serious.
Help.

If I do this,
you owe me bigtime.

Oh, my God!
What are you doing in here?

Wait, this isn't the guesthouse?

Ow! Ow!

Oh, my God. Mom!

Mom!

What is going on?

Oh, thank God.

Uh, thank me.

What's that?

A letter to the West Law
neighborhood security.

I'm thinking of filing
a restraining order

against that prepubescent
monkey boy.

Why don't you talk
to your new BFF about it?

After all, the monkey freak's
her brother.

Claire's not my BFF.

Kristen asked her
to sign up for squash with us.

She gave me her extra racket
so I wouldn't have to buy one.

What was I supposed to do,
ignore her?

Uh, yeah.
That's what we always do.

And since when can't you afford
your own racket?

Nice, Mass,
that's real nice. Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

What?

Remind me not to go
on the scale anymore.

Duh. If you're gonna
weigh yourself,

take off that tent
you call a skirt.

It must weigh, like, 15 pounds.

Which is nothing compared
to my thunder thighs, right?

What is everyone's problem?

Who are you people and what have
you done with my friends?

By friends,
do you mean us or Layne?

L... I'm not friends
with Layne Abeley.

Hey, guys, what's going on?

Well, what's going on is a spot
in our foursome just opened up.

Wanna join us, Claire?

But I thought you already
had four.

Not anymore.

Whoa, you...

Wait... Wait a sec. You guys
are choosing Claire over me?

Well?

I'm in.

Oh, my God. Did you see?
I know. It was just...

She's such a loser now.

Thank you.
I know.

She really deserves it.

I'm not fat, am I?

Oh, my God, wait.
Oh, my God.

Hey, Mass.

There's an empty seat here if
you wanna sit with us, you know?

Um, no, that's okay.

Uh, have you seen
Jenna or Tricia?

I said that you could sit...

The only place I wanna sit
is with my friends.

I wouldn't be caught dead
sitting with you.

I don't even like you.

God, you really are a bitch.

Sorry, no comprende.
I don't speak loser.

No hablas bitch.

Mass, there's a free seat
right here.

Heh.

Love the look.

Where is everyone?

They're in detention.
Let's just go.

Oh, wait.
There they are.

I'm so excited.

We have to go shopping there.

Oh, my God.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's gonna be so much fun.

Can we just go?

Okay. We need
a dressing room.

But I thought you said
you already had

a totally slutty dress
to wear to the auction.

I do.
These are for you.

I can't.

I spent all my allowance
on that new Chloé handbag.

You know, the one
Lindsay Lohan was carrying

when she got in that accident.

So I'll pay.

You'd buy me a dress?

Actually, one of my
three best friends will.

Dylan, Kristen or Massie?

No, try Visa,
MasterCard or Amex.

Oh, and this is for you.

Your cell?
I upgraded.

IPhone.

I can't take your cell phone.

Why? I'm not using it.

And I've already erased
all my info,

so you can totally
make it yours.

Besides, we can't hang with you
if we can't reach you.

Hey, when we're done,
let's go back to my house.

I don't know,
I have to be home by 5:00.

Make it 7:00.

Trust me. It'll be worth it.

Okay. Oh, my God.
Okay, wait.

Just shake it off.
We shake it off.

Oh!

You look good.

Oh, my God.
That's so cute.

I think it's pretty.

Ooh!

I love it.
That's the one.

Oh, my God.

- Okay.

♪ Something that will
Always get me down ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me ♪

♪ Now? ♪

♪ Why aren't you
Here with me now? ♪

Thanks, Leesh.
Today was seriously,

like, the greatest day ever.

Where have you been?

We have been worried sick.

I... I called Layne, Massie.

I sent your father out
to look for you.

Ha, you called Massie?
What did she say?

She said you were probably out
with Dylan, Alicia and Kristen.

Claire!
What?

We were shopping. Big deal.

It's a big deal when you
are over two hours late.

I needed a dress
for the auction.

Oh, what, from BCBG?

We can't afford that.

It's fine, Mom.
Alicia paid.

No, Claire, that is not fine.

Then what is?

For me to wear overalls
or some lame bathing suit?

We're not in Florida
anymore, Mom.

The Gap doesn't cut it here.

Neither does your attitude.

Well, sue me
for trying to fit in.

You're not hanging out
with those girls anymore.

Mom, you can't do that.

Oh, yes, I can.

And if you continue
with this attitude,

you will not be needing a dress

to go to that auction,
because you will not be going.

Yes.

So it's all in there.

There's also four
different flavors.

Alicia, Kristen,
Dylan and Massie.

But you can get rid
of the Massie if you want.

Are you seriously trying

to make me feel bad for you
or something?

You should feel bad.

You guys ditched me
for no reason,

and worse, for Claire.

That's like turning down,
I don't know,

uh, Justin Timberlake
for... For K-Fed.

It's just wrong.

Hey, you're the one who decided
to become buddy-buddy with her.

Since when?

Since you started hanging out
and watching her DVDs.

The only thing I've watched
are her chronic bad hair days.

But you told Alicia right after
you called Dylan fat.

I never called Dylan fat.

Yes, you did, two nights ago.

No, I didn't,
at least not to her face.

Look, I'll prove it. See?

She called me right after,
10:01.

Two nights ago at 10:01,
I was out looking for Bean.

That's why I missed
the beginning of The Hills.

But that doesn't make any sense.
Dylan said you IM'd her.

- Well, I didn't.
- Right.

Like you don't remember
what I told you.

What you told me when?

The night after,
when we were IM'ing.

When you were mad at me
for no reason?

Which, by the way,
was totally selfish

considering I waited an hour
for Chris Abeley to show.

When were you waiting
for Chris Abeley?

Like, until 10:00.

We were IM'ing before that.

No, I wasn't!

But maybe someone else was.

Claire, it's for you.

Hello?

Hey, Claire, it's Kris.

Hey. Hold on a sec.

Todd, hang up the phone.
I can hear you breathing.

Actually, it's not Todd,
it's me.

Dylan?
And me.

Oh, hey, Leesh.

Wow, I've never been
on a four-way before.

Fun.

Actually, it's a five-way.

Fun's over.
We know what you did, Claire.

Hijacking my IM, so not cool.

So here's a little message
for you.

Leesh. My mom will freak if she
sees your feet on the counter.

Okay, here.

Ooh!

I'm excited.
They're so cute.

Oh, my God.

Okay, ready?
One, two, three, go.

Okay.

Oh, my God.
What is this?

Oh, my God.
Adorable.

I figured they're so much cuter
than lab coats.

Agreed.

Oh, look, it says Glambition.

- I heart this.
- It says our names. Awesome.

Okay, girls. Where's
the bottles, the recipes?

Okay.

"Two tablespoons of honey,
three to four drops

of peanut oil,
four ounces of vanilla."

I need an honest opinion.

No, your butt
doesn't look too big.

Please, I know.

The day of the auction
is Chris Abeley's birthday.

Now as his
practically girlfriend,

I need to do something
really memorable.

I am now opening the floor
to suggestions.

Oh, I know.
You should bake him a cake.

- What?

My mom always says

the best way to a boy's heart

is through his stomach.

No, no.
How about you be in a cake...

and jump out?

Yeah, that's great.

Please, that's ridiculous.

More than ridiculous.
Ridunkulous.

Yeah, but you know, it would be
kind of cool to wear

a cute little outfit
or something.

You know, when you jump out.

You know what? I'm gonna do that
and something better.

God, I'm a genius.

Do you have a problem, Stare?

No, um, my mom wanted
to borrow an egg.

An egg? Sure.

Here you go.

Catch.

I am so back.

Hey, what happened?

Claire, wait a minute.

Claire, what's wrong?

Leave me alone.

No, Claire.
I let it go last time.

Tell me what's wrong.

Everything.

This school, this house,
my clothes, Massie, everything.

She hates me, Mom.
She hates me.

She's been making my life
miserable since the day we came.

At first, you know,
I just wanted her to like me.

But then I was just hoping
that she'd stop picking on me.

I tried everything.

I... And I did some things
I shouldn't have done.

I thought it was the only way.

I thought it was
the only way to...

To what?

Oh, Claire, listen to me.
You can't make someone like you.

You're not in charge
of other people's feelings

or their actions, just yours.

Maybe some of your actions
weren't so great either?

You wanna tell me what you did?

I can't. You wouldn't
understand.

Right, because I was never 12.

Oh, honey.

Whatever you did,
you have to make it right.

But whatever it is,
I guarantee you,

it's not as bad as you think.

It's worse.

Be yourself, Claire,
not who people want you to be.

Can I sit here?

Listen, Layne,
I'm sorry for everything.

For ditching you
for the sleepover.

For pretending
to be friends with Massie.

I don't know how to explain it,

it's just I wanted
to be a part of them.

To be a part of that group.

And the more they excluded me,
the more important it became.

The way people treat them,

the way that they can have
anything they want

whenever they want.

Well, I guess I just
wanted that too.

I have no idea
what makes them so special.

They... They just are.

It's because they believe
that they are.

So other people do too.

Even me sometimes.

Can I please have
your attention?

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Now, who's ready for a
revolutionary line of cosmetics?

Something that tastes
as good as it looks.

I present to you Glambition.

And now, our esteemed
and ridiculously hot president,

Kristen Gregory.

"Glambition is a new line
of beauty products,

"made entirely
of all-natural ingredients.

"Over the next few weeks,

"we will introduce to you

"our entire line of body scrubs,

"creams, glitters
and cheek tints.

"Today, for the very low price

"of one for $6 and two for $10,

"we are launching
our flavored lip gloss

"mint, cherry,
vanilla and raspberry.

"Also known as Dylan,
Alicia, Kristen

and Massie."

And you better hurry,

we expect the Massies
to sell out real fast.

Oh, sorry, Layne,
we don't sell oatmeal flavor.

I wish she'd swallow her tongue.

It stings.

My lips.

Oh, my God.

My lips are burning!

Mine too!

My lips are on fire!

It looks like Jenna's lips
got a boob job.

- This is not funny.
Yes, it is.

What's the problem?

Oh, my God, I need water.

Okay, girls, please settle down.
We need to...

I want my money back.

Oh, my God.

My dad's gonna sue you.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I'm gonna fail. Do something.

Okay, okay. Is anyone here
allergic to peanuts?

Me, I am.

They made their makeup
with peanuts?

That's, like, the most common
allergy ever.

Everyone says they're popular,
no one says they're geniuses.

Yeah.

Layne, your oatmeal.
I need it.

Uh... Okay.

Everybody, listen up.

I have oatmeal.

We don't need oatmeal.
We need help.

Since when do you help
the Pretty Committee?

Since everyone's lips
are inflating

to the size
of Jessica Simpson's.

This will help.

Here you go.

Take it. I know it's gross.
Take it.

Thank God.

Thank you so much, Claire.

I don't know
what I would've done.

My lips are my best feature.

Claire, hey, um,

I just wanted to say thanks
for saving the day.

Yeah, who would've thought?

Zero to hero, even if it was
just for a few minutes.

Looks like you made
some friends.

Look, you don't have to be
nice to me now.

Oh, I wasn't going to,
it's just...

I'm glad I told you my secret

instead of Massie.

Kris, could use
your help back here.

After all, you are
Glambition's president.

This was all your idea.

I guess I'll see you around.

Yeah. See you.

So I'm thinking

oatmeal flavor
might be a bestseller.

Yes. Oh, hey, how are you?

It's good to see you.
Thanks for coming.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, beautiful.
Great to see you.

How are you?

Good to see you.
All right, have fun.

Very good. Very good.

Layne.

Wow, you look awesome.

Oh.

Does everyone party
like this in Westchester?

Well, no one throws a party
like the Blocks.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

Hey, happy birthday.

Thanks. Claire, this is
my girlfriend Fawn.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

Hey, Fawn.
- Hi.

All right, we'll see
you guys later.

Bye.

Wow.

Not even Massie
could compete with her.

She's beautiful.

Yeah.

Speaking of Massie.

It looks so awesome.

Ta-da!

Oh, my God.
Where'd you get that?

That's so cute.
Really cute.

You look amazing.

Yeah, Chris Babe-ly
is seriously gonna freak.

A hundred dollars says tonight
you're getting your first kiss.

And maybe my second
and third too.

Oh, my God.
That's too cute.

That's adorable.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

And sold for $15,000. Thank you.

I wish we could
bid on something.

Hm.

Think there will be anything
that goes for under 20 bucks?

Oh, hey.

We'll start the bidding
at $12,000.

Still no Massie.

Maybe the wicked witch
of Westchester is dead.

I'll be right back.

Alicia, these are yours.

The dresses.

My parents thought
I should give them back.

And your cell phone's
in there too.

By the way, nice job
trying to oust Massie.

You got closer than I ever did.

Sold for $17,500

to the lucky lady.

Hey, Dylan?

For what it's worth,

you would've rocked
that miniskirt.

Thanks.

Please save room for dessert...

Where's Massie?

Very special

birthday presentation.

Chris Abeley,
this one's for you.

I think it'd be nice... What the...?

If someone
said a few words.

Claire Lyons,
I'm gonna kill you!

I think I'd like Fawn,
Chris's girlfriend,

to please come up.

Chris's girlfriend, Fawn,
come up here.

Fawn? Girlfriend?

Um...

I really don't know what to say.

Chris and I met back
in the seventh grade, you know.

Massie, it's safe

to come out now.

I was like, whoa.

He has a girlfriend?

When he didn't hit me in the
face with a dodge ball,

I knew he was the one.

Happy birthday, babe.

I love you.

I think I'm gonna barf.

Is it possible to actually
die of embarrassment?

If it were, I'd be dead
a long time ago.

They fall off all the time,
the charms.

Mm-hm.

Um...

Thanks, you know,
for helping me back there.

You didn't have to do that.

I know.

Then why did you?

Because I'm not you.

That was you, right,
who sent the oatmeal text?

Yeah.

Why?

You could've been the hero.
Why'd you let me?

I don't know. I wanted to.

Come on, what about all
the other times the past weeks

you've tried to make
my life miserable?

You don't get it, Claire.

You're right, I don't.

Look how quickly my friends were
willing to ditch me for you.

Yeah, so, what,
you have to be mean to me?

I mean, come on.
You're, like, a major threat.

Me? To who, you?

Are you kidding me?

Hey, the singing stopped.

Well, I better go
find the girls.

It's not really
a party without me.

This is going
to sound totally weird,

but can I take your picture?

It's for my brother.

How can you two be related?
He's such a little creep.

I know.

Here.

And, uh, for the record,
I'd pick A too.

What's A-2?

I'd rather be a friendless loser

than have a bunch of friends
who secretly hate me.

Did you have fun tonight?

Actually, I did.

Oh?

Who gave you the flower?

Believe it or not, Massie did.

Not sure how long it'll last,
but I'm hoping for a while.

Are you talking about
the flower or Massie?

Both.

♪ How did I end up here? ♪

♪ One of the cool kids
This year ♪

♪ What a surprise now ♪

♪ 'Cause all that I am feeling
Is kind of weird ♪

♪ Weird, weird ♪

♪ Everyone's lookin' to me ♪

♪ Thinkin' how cool it must be
To be popular ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ But I don't even know
What that means ♪

♪ Am I supposed to feel
Like I belong? ♪

♪ Like I'm king of the world
And can do no wrong? ♪

♪ I could just play along
Play along ♪

♪ I ♪ ♪ I ♪

♪ Tryin' to find my way
Tryin' to find my place ♪

♪ I ♪ ♪ I ♪

♪ Tryin' to find my way
Tryin' to find my place ♪

♪ I'm just as lost
As you feel ♪

♪ The whole thing's
Kind of surreal ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Don't know what comes next ♪

♪ 'Cause all this growing up
Is kind of weird ♪

♪ Am I supposed to feel
Like I belong? ♪

♪ Like I'm king of the world
And can do no wrong? ♪

♪ I could just play along
Play along ♪

♪ I'm just trying
To find my way ♪

♪ Find my place ♪

♪ I'm really thick-skinned
I just wanna be ♪

♪ Like everyone else ♪

♪ Wanna know myself ♪

♪ Gotta find a way
Gotta find my place ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Gonna find my way
Gonna find my place ♪

♪ I ♪ ♪ I ♪

♪ Gonna be okay
I'm gonna find my place ♪

♪ I ♪ ♪ I ♪

♪ Gonna find my way
I'm gonna find my place ♪

♪ I could tell you
Anything at all ♪

♪ 'Cause you won't laugh
At me ♪

♪ Didn't have to look
Before I fall ♪

♪ 'Cause you always catch me ♪

♪ Anything I did
I had a friend ♪

♪ And you always had me ♪

♪ And we made a pact
Until the end ♪

♪ Together we'd
Always be ♪

♪ But now I'm gone ♪

♪ And now I'm gone
Don't tell me ♪

♪ Are you moving on? ♪

♪ Maybe like
I'm feeling fine ♪

♪ And now you're
All that I wanted ♪

♪ All that I wanted ♪

♪ Be with my girls ♪

♪ But we don't
Have a fun day ♪

♪ But it's something
That will always get me down ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, ah ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, ah ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, ah ♪

♪ Why aren't you here with me
Now? ♪

♪ Oh, oh, ah ♪

♪ Why aren't you
Here with me now? ♪