01x03 - 5 Things That Really Bug Me About You

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(Beeping)

♪ Something tells me

I’ve been dreaming ♪

♪ Of someone who was

never real ♪

♪ It’s seems I've changed

a thousand ways ♪

♪ I wish I looked

the way I feel ♪

♪ Braceface

♪ My life gets complicated

♪ Boyfriends

♪ Don’t want to talk about it ♪

♪ Teenage

♪ I’ll work it out in the end ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Ah

♪ Ah

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♪ Braceface

♪ My life gets complicated

♪ Boyfriends

♪ Don’t want to talk about it ♪

♪ Teenage

♪ I’ll work it out in the end ♪

♪ Braceface

SHARON: So I’m watching them

in study hall but pretending

not to and Deb, the one with

the polka dot glasses, you

know, she starts flossing

her teeth like she’s in her own

bathroom or something.

MARIA: Eww that’s so gross.

SHARON: And then get this,

she hands the used up floss to

Chelsea, who puts it in her

knapsack.

MARIA: What was she going to

do, recycle it?

(Giggling)

I’m your best friend and

everything but don’t go

expecting me to even touch your

used up floss.

And vice versa.

(Squishing)

Ughh!

How can I calculate fractions to

the third decimal place when

this mess is cluttering my

brain!

Hey relax.

How can you live like this,

it’s chaos!

I don’t know it never really

bothered me.

Plus, I’m hardly ever in here.

Okay, first things first.

Clothes in closet.

With just a little effort, we

can even colour coordinate.

Mmhm.

Okay, now we need to make

piles.

Homework here, letters here,

magazines here.

(Thundering)

(Throat clearing)

You’re not getting all

alphabetical on me, are you?

No, but books on shelves.

Wow.

You keep a journal?

My mother would love you.

Remember when I wrecked my

knee when I was rock climbing.

Who can forget.

I couldn’t get out of bed

for a week.

I went through an introspective

stage, wrote it all down.

Did it help?

Help me realize I’m not the

journal type.

All I ended up doing was making

lists.

Can I see?

No way, journals are private!

Okay, okay.

MRS. WONG: Maria!

Come get your stuff out of the

laundry!

Be right back.

Introspective stage, right.

What’s so private about a bunch

of lists.

(Zapping)

What?

SHARON NARRATING: Every bone

in my body was telling me not

to, but still I did.

Temptation washed over me like

a tsunami.

"Five things that really bug

me about her: one, thinks her

way is the right way.

Two, selfish.

Three, know-it-all, especially

in drama.

Four, boy crazy.

Five, complete sports wimp."

I couldn’t believe what I saw,

no wonder she didn’t want me

reading her journal.

I wasn’t all those things she

said, I couldn’t possibly be

or- was I?

How could Maria think this

stuff about me.

MARIA: More mess, coming in!

Maybe being messy suits you.

Being neat isn’t the only

way.

What are you doing?

SHARON NARRATING: I couldn’t

exactly tell her that I read

her diary.

Going home, I- have to- make

sure that the plants are getting

enough sunlight.

But it’s raining out.

SHARON NARRATING: I couldn’t

get those words out of my head.

I mean I knew I wasn’t perfect,

but Maria thought I was so

flawed.

♪

(Grunting)

I thought triathlon meant

running, biking and swimming.

It does, but it’s raining

outside.

This is my indoor routine.

♪

Can’t you play something else

for a change.

A little funk, hip hop,

something?

You’ll never understand the

subtleties of Chopin!

♪

(Barking)

I’m not worthy you guys.

Adam, watch out!

(Crashing)

Ow!

Ah!

Hey, what are you doing?

That’s mine, take it off!

C’mon, mine's broken, can’t I

borrow yours for my workout.

Of course yours is broken,

look how you’re treating mine.

But it really helps when I

train with music.

Sor-ry!

You sure can be selfish.

SHARON NARRATING: There it

was, number two on Maria’s

dreaded list.

Did Adam have a list too?

Was this some sort of

conspiracy?

Thanks a lot.

(Phone ringing)

Sharon, Maria’s on the phone!

Tell her I can’t talk, I'm

too busy being selfish.

Hey, I said it first.

Sorry Maria, we’ve got

sibling rivalry, we’ve got

self-evaluation- she’ll have to

call you back.

So yummy, I just love Clean

Bright detergent.

It makes all my clothes smell so

good, I could eat them.

SHARON NARRATING: Oh please,

she was an extra in a laundry

commercial when she was six.

Did you bring Alice in

Wonderland?

Of course!

Cool, okay, I totally got the

best idea.

I started choreographing last

night.

Without me?

I-I tried calling but you

never called me back.

Watch, we should do a hip hop

interpretation.

What?

♪

That was Alice falling down

the hole.

Uh- no, no, no, no, no.

Dancing is not the way to go,

too much movement.

We should both be Alice and mime

different parts of the story.

Watch, Alice taking the pill and

shrinking.

♪

But that’s so lame.

Do you have any idea what you

look like hip hopping?

♪

Oh yeah?

You should have seen your mime

attempt.

♪

Wait, you haven’t even seen

anything yet.

This is Alice falling down

the hole.

SHARON NARRATING: This might

make me sound like a

know-it-all but it was obvious

no one in that class knew a

thing about great performance

art.

(Laughing)

Especially, Maria.

Was she laughing at me?

Ha ha, nice moves.

Connor, we’re close right?

Yeah.

Do I bug you?

Uh, only when you get boy

crazy.

You think I’m boy crazy?

Well, Alden crazy.

I can’t believe this.

I have to tell you something,

but you have to promise to keep

it between us.

Okay.

Something terrible happened

yesterday.

I opened Maria’s diary, by

mistake.

I swear, I didn’t mean to, we

were in her room and my

braces did this thing.

Well, I don’t know what it was

but the next thing I knew the

diary’s open and I had nowhere

else to look so I glanced at

the page and there was this

list.

Because you know, she’s into

lists.

And it was about me and all the

things that bug her about me.

Wow, this is big.

Well, she’s not perfect

either.

She can’t dance and she's a

total slob, and--

You should talk to her about

all this.

And tell her I read her

diary?

Forget it!

You better not open your mouth

either.

Never!

Zippp.

(Whistle blowing)

(Cheering)

Let’s get another one guys, I

hate a tie game!

(Whistle blowing)

SHARON NARRATING: Okay, so I

wasn’t an aggressive player

like Maria.

And I didn’t have all the right

moves like Maria.

But that didn’t necessarily

make me a sports wimp.

Ow!

Sharon!

Get it!

(Cheering)

(Whistle blowing)

(Cheering)

Game over?

Man!

What was that?

Sorry.

Don’t you know the number one

rule?

Keep your eye on the ball.

Okay, okay, I screwed up,

sorry it’s only a game.

Games are important to me.

Some people aren’t as good in

sports as other people.

That much is clear.

Whatever.

I don’t know what's wrong

with Sharon, but she’s acting

like she’s Miss All-That.

Don’t say anything, don't

say anything, don’t say

anything.

You should have

seen her on the field, too high

and mighty to put an effort into

winning a game.

Is it too much to ask, to keep

your eye on the ball?

I can’t say anything to her

lately without her acting all

weird.

(Mumbling)

What?

Sharon read your diary.

Excuse me?

Tell me I didn’t say that out

loud.

You did.

Now you have to tell me what you

mean.

I- I- I think you should talk

to Sharon yourself.

I can’t believe this!

You think you know your best

friend and then wham!

Something like this happens!

You didn’t hear it from me!

Of course I heard it from

you, Connor.

sh**t!

(Bling)

Gross.

Sharon, you read my diary!

Do you even realize what an

invasion of privacy that is?

It’s not what you--

You committed the most

immoral of immoral acts!

Maria, let me--

Explain?

What could you possibly explain?

The facts are the facts, best

friends aren’t suppose to do

that Sharon.

Yeah, what do you know about

being a best friend?

Laughing at me in drama, yelling

at me during field hockey!

What’s with you?

You’re driving me crazy!

Yeah, am I bugging you?

I’ve heard I'm good at that.

Great, then why should we

even bother being friends?

Exactly!

Fine!

Fine!

It’s just, it's just so

unbelievable that she could do

what she did to me.

It almost makes me sick.

(Purring)

I know.

But you know what else I know?

I don’t need Maria Wong.

I can have total fun without her

and finally do things I never

had time to do when she’s

around.

Like, bond with my family.

And then the ball hit me in the

leg and she was mad at me.

(Beeping)

Oops, I’m afraid our time's

up.

Mom, this isn’t a session.

Your lasagne’s ready.

Right, sorry.

This is great, I’m glad you

could make time for me in your

busy training schedule!

I said you could time me, not

spend time with me.

Do you mind, you’re sitting so

close it’s giving me a wedgie.

Hmm.

(Tapping)

Check mate.

But we’ve only been playing

for five minutes!

SHARON NARRATING: Okay, so

maybe bonding with my family

wasn’t as much fun as hanging

out with Maria.

But there were other

girlfriends out there for sure!

Nina says that frosted is the

best, because it has a

non-threatening shimmer.

But of course, you’re still at

the cuticle repair stage.

SHARON NARRATING: What was I

thinking?

Alyson was Nina’s best friend,

I wasn’t that desperate.

Or was I?

(Motor running)

(Dog barking)

(Phone ringing)

It’s Maria!

Ah!

And just when I thought there

was no hope.

I’m coming!

She’s calling for me.

But--

Trust me.

I’ll be there in a minute, bye.

We’re training together for the

triathlon.

Cool, can I come?

Triathlon, Sharon.

Yeah, I heard ya.

You know how intense that

kind of race is?

I like intense!

You’re definition of intense

is when the mall’s closing and

you only have five minutes to

buy new shoes.

I’m going to meet Maria at the

pool, see ya later.

Oh yeah, well you try being

between a size seven and a seven

and a half!

SHARON NARRATING: And then it

was official life without Maria

just wasn’t going to work.

But I bugged her, how was I to

unbug her?

(Crashing)

Improvisation.

Anybody want to take a stab at

showing us what it is?

Yes, Sharon!

SHARON NARRATING: And there I

was again, the drama

know-it-all.

If I was going to make a change

now was the time.

Oh, actually, I don’t know.

(Yawning)

Nina.

Mmmm that smells so yummy.

I just love Clean Bright

detergent.

It makes all my clothes smell so

good, I could eat them!

That’s what I would have said on

my commercial if they asked

me to improvise.

Thank you, Nina.

Hey Sharon, can I borrow your

history notes from today?

Yes.

Uh- actually, no.

You’ll never be able to read my

writing, I can’t even read my

own writing sometimes.

Oh umm, well, maybe we can

hook up after school to go over

them.

Together?

Sorry Alden, I’ve got other

plans.

Oh.

SHARON NARRATING: Now that

was hard.

It was obvious that my

unbugging plan wasn’t working.

Now is the time for drastic

measures, for something

brilliant, something completely

out of character.

♪

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

Hi Maria.

96, 97, 98--

How you doing Maria?

Oh look, what a bummer.

There’s some kind of shadow

blocking out the sun.

Don’t tell me the two

musketeers aren’t getting along.

(Grunting)

Well, good luck to us all!

What are you doing?

Competing in a triathlon.

How about you?

Don’t make me laugh, it'll

mess up my focus.

(Giggling)

Better for me then.

Racers take your positions.

On your marks, get set, go!

♪

(Cheering)

Looks as though everyone’s

putting their metal to the

pedal, with number 54 in the

lead.

We’re at the final lap of the

race with number 54 still in the

lead and 41 trailing right

behind.

(Bell ringing)

Runners, I’d like to call your

attention to the lone biker,

number 86.

It looks like she’s taken a

shortcut, she heading your way.

I encourage you to steer clear!

BOTH: Ahh!

(Crashing)

(Groaning)

Maria!

(Groaning)

I’m so sorry, are you okay?

Ah, I think I busted my knee

again.

Oh no!

Are you okay?

Yeah, just a couple of

scrapes.

(Birds chirping)

Well, I’m out of the race.

No way, you’ve been training

hard for this.

You’re not quitting now, let's

go.

This is my pace anyways.

Thanks.

No problem.

This helps.

So I guess you were right, I

am all those things on your

list.

What list?

I’m so sorry, I know I

shouldn’t have.

I invaded your privacy and I’ll

have to live with that.

It’s just, I had no idea I

bugged you so much.

I’m trying to change.

It’s really, really hard.

Are you talking about the boy

crazy, sports wimp list?

And selfish, know-it-all,

think my way’s the right way

one.

That was about Nina!

It was?

Of course.

Oh.

So there aren’t five things that

bug you about me.

The only thing that bugs me

is that you read my diary in the

first place!

Even after I asked you not to.

The lock it broke and my

braces--

I guess, I just wanted to know

what you think about.

You’re my best friend, I tell

you everything.

You’re right.

(Cheering)

SHARON NARRATING: Okay, so

Maria didn’t write those things

about me.

And even when I thought she

did, I eventually wanted her

back anyways.

Relationships are complicated.

It’s not like the sixth grade

anymore, where you change your

best friend every week because

they have greasy hair or

something.

Now we have to work things out

and cross the finish line

together.

♪