- Wes. - Hey. - What the hell? - You embarrassed? - Now you know how it feels. - Whoa, who let her in? - Wes? - Whoa, Bianca, what the hell is this? Ah, kind of looks like a penis, only smaller.
The DUFF
15.8s
What's up, narc? Not only was I the school's most famous DUFF, I was now the least-liked person in it. - Thanks for destroying my life. - I just thought of something funny, and now nobody's gonna know. Hope you're happy. These are useless. It could not have gotten worse.
The DUFF
10.5s
But they're positive this time. Mr. Arthur was right. Kids started writing to me with their own DUFF stories, and when I posted those, more kids responded until it just became its own thing.
The DUFF
6.7s
We'll find someone. Although Jess' menu of dudes was never-ending, there was only one guy I wanted to be my date.
The DUFF
11.7s
You know that one moment in high school that changes everything? Okay, I think I can probably finish this later. It all started senior year, about a month before homecoming. I was cruising the halls with my two best friends...
The DUFF
11.5s
What does homecoming mean to me? If you asked me at the beginning of senior year, I would've told you, "Absolutely nothing." But tonight, possibly the greatest night of my life, I have changed my tune.
The DUFF
31.5s
Specifically, what homecoming means to me. I mean, not to me. I never went to a dance when I was a kid. - Kind of a nerd. - Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Arthur, heh, but, um, with all due respect, I'm... You're honored and thrilled to lend that Bianca Piper magic? You wanna do your thing and put some stuff in the words and make it pop? That's so nice of you. You don't have to do that. "No, you didn't. I didn't say..." Yes, you did. And thank... "No, I didn't, I didn't." Yes, you did. And I thank you.
The DUFF
1.3s
Not all at once.
The DUFF
6.9s
- Yeah, Bianca! - Let's get the hell out of here. All right. All right.
The DUFF
1.3s
Wesley.
The DUFF
1.8s
Aren't you gonna go get your crown?
The DUFF
1.5s
No one?
The DUFF
42.4s
Uh, we thought we would make it about how the prices of ice cream have gone up 15 cents in the cafeteria and... That's a bit vanilla. Pardon the pun. But you're missing the meat of the story. Our school serves pizza five days a week, paid by taxpayer money that is used to cover us against pizza-induced diabetes. Now, that's a school-lunch story. Boom. Copy that, circle it, write it. Huh? Nailed it. I'm so proud of me. We came up with that idea together, but mostly me. Okay, next up, final assignment, all right? It's a doozy, but it's a real feather in the cap for any reporter worth their salt that wants to comment on the social life of this school. Anyone?
The DUFF
3.9s
Are we breaking into the newsroom to hook up? - You bet we are. - Who are you?
The DUFF
10.8s
Wow. For what it's worth, what you wrote here struck a chord with me as well. I mean, I know you won't believe me, but I was the DUFF out of my friends.
