Episode Report Card Deborah: A | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Cheer Nation
By Deborah | Season 1 | Episode 6 | Aired on 10.30.2003
Luke and his friend Friedman, who's basically a dweeb who seems to think he's both hotter and cooler than he actually is, are playing with the Aerobie. Friedman pleads with Luke to stop coaching him, and promptly flings it high up into a tree. Luke: "See? See? Superior lift. You're not going to get that with a Frisbee." Luke picks up a rock to try to knock it out of the tree, and Friedman advises him, "Use the force, Luke." Luke: "Gee...that's a, that's a new one." Friedman is distracted by a cute girl rollerblading nearby, and asks Luke if that's Jeannie Robertson. He says, not loud enough for her to hear, "Hello, J.Ro." Yeesh. I think I might be needing a macro for "Shut it, Friedman." She skates off, and Friedman complains to Luke that he didn't even look. There's no contest for Luke: "It's my new Aerobie." Friedman shakes his head and runs off to try to talk to "J.Ro." Luke keeps throwing rocks. He prefaces his next attempt with some kind of quasi-martial arts arm gestures. Or maybe it's something from Star Wars -- I wouldn't know.
Monday morning. Joan walks to her locker and is starting to open it when some cheerleaderish girl, basically a Poor Man's Denise Richards (tm Gustave), suddenly turns a corner down the hall and appears to be waving to Joan. Joan is surprised, but waves back. But PMDR is actually looking at some other blonde chickie down the hall, and she gestures to a bunch of friends, who all come racing around the corner and toward Blondie with her, squealing and waving birthday presents and balloons in the school colours. They all flock around Blondie and wish her happy birthday. Joan just watches, slightly dejected. Some jock walks buy, and PMDR says, "Hey, Rex, it's Brianna's birthday!" So Blondie is Brianna, who squeals, "CeCe, shut up!" Rex keeps going. CeCe says, "Will you guys just get over it? You know you're perfect for each other!" Brianna: "You so don't get it!" Suddenly on the other side of Joan, Grace starts kicking the living snot out of her locker for no apparent reason. I mean, not that she really needs a reason. It's all good. Joan just raises her eyebrows. Grace keeps kicking and grunting. Frink: "This is so great." Joan looks back at the giggling gaggle, and then just makes a face to herself. Caught between a flock and a hard Grace.
AP Chem. Ms. Lischak is blathering on. ["I'd like to interject here that one of MS Word's suggested corrections for 'Lischak' is 'Fishcake.' Excellent. Okay, carry on." -- Sars] Joan's alone at the Misfit Posse desk. As Adam comes to his desk, one of the girls who sits in the row in front of them is gossiping to another one about the baby found in the dumpster: "And they don't even know if the baby will live. I mean, can you believe somebody can just throw away their baby like that?" Overhearing this, Adam leans over and says quietly, "My uncle flushed Siamese twin kittens down the toilet once." Are we talking about conjoined cats? Or Siamese cats? Or conjoined Siamese cats? Gossipy Girl, who's wearing a pink headband, makes a face. The camera drifts over to Luke and Friedman, whose third seatmate is no longer a guy, but a nerdy blond girl. Luke and Friedman are arguing. Luke: "And that's a positive for iodide." Friedman: "You did the chloride and the sodium iodide test?" Luke: "Are you questioning my methodology?" Nerdy Blonde: "Girls, girls...you're both pretty." Hee. Like her so far. Grace hustles past Luke's desk and bumps into something. I don't think anything breaks, and Luke just says, "Oh," in a mild way. Grace: "Oh darn -- now you won't get into Harvard." Luke smiles and says, "Hey." Boy, there isn't much that's as geeky as a geeky boy (excuse me, man of science) in a polo shirt buttoned to the neck, wearing an apron and safety glasses over his glasses. Somehow on Michael Welch it's pretty endearing. Grace doesn't say anything, just goes to her desk. Nerdy Blonde gives Luke a hopeful glance.