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 "fantastique",
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 "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.
You better win. No. I gotta win.
Okay, first prize is a summer at a Hollywood film camp in Los Angeles.
All right, I wanna make this groundbreaking documentary
that truly changes the bar.
You know, a film that establishes me I love you.
As the next cinematic genius.
So, what's the documentary about?
No idea.
You have no idea.
So wanna go out with me?
What...? No.
Come in.
Mr. F.?
Oh, Josh.
Brought my application.
My favorite student and great, great.