I can't believe you're moving. Where is Vancouver, anyway? Do you know what happens to girls who start high school with no best friend, no guy, and low social standing?
Nothing. Nothing ever happens to them.
But look at it this way... you have the whole summer to revise your image.
I never truly had an image, did I?
Start now.
Bye! See you, guys!
Julie, Hannah, hold on. Take this. Here. There you go.
What's this? I thought we were done with junior high.
It's the summer reading list.
You read all these books?
Yeah, many times.
Really, Mr. Corrado, you need to get out more.
Okay, that's not funny! You two, slow down!
Julie, party problem.
Great. Staci's gonna go to Liz's sleepover.
Speak of the devils.
Hey, Yancy, my father's a lawyer. He could help you sue the diet pill company for nonperformance.
Do you want to come to my sleepover?
Me? Yeah, sure. Absolutely.
- It's tonight. Seven-ish.
- Cool.
Last chance to see a picture of me in a coma. I've got tubes in nasty places.
You were barely in a coma.
Three hours. Hey, hey, what's this? Someone having a par-tay tonight? Par-tay, Jules!
Keep it up, SpongeBob. You'll have two pictures of yourself in a coma.
Jules, I can't make your overnighter. I'm doing the dance.
The dance?
The high school dance
Oh, right. Have fun.
"Have fun"! How did Staci get so popular, anyways? We used to be best friends.
That was elementary school.
True. So, I think I have a solution. I'll just move with you.
You have to stay put, kiddo, hold up the tent.
The tent won't be the same without you.
So this is our future?
Your future.
I still can't believe you're moving. How am I supposed to do high school without you?
There it is... the high school lunch spot. And there's where I'll be sitting. Cool... uncool. Staci and Liz... me. Life is so predictable it kills me.
Steve is so plush. Isn't it great? He can't see me, not at all.
I thought you'd never get home. We have a million things to do before the party, Julie, so I stopped on my way home and I bought all the stuff.
Stuff? What stuff? Oh, Mom, not the Party Playhouse!
We are having a ladybug party. We've got ladybug cups... ladybug plates... and a ladybug pi?


Party!
You're wearing that to the dance?
We're skipping the dance.
Skipping the dance?
This is where we're going instead of the dance? I spent all month getting ready for this dance.
That's pathetic. Come here.
Stop it! You're crushing my Lulu Guinness.
Maybe I should have asked her out. Come on.
You promised. You promised when you graduated, we would hook up.
And you promised to take me to the dance.
Get off me!
Out! - What? -
Get out. We're over.
Really?
Yeah, really. Have you forgotten who I am?
Let me think. The second-string quarterback... on the junior varsity.
You'll be so ruined in high school.
Liz? Change in plan. I can't get you guys into the dance. Calm yourself. I have new funness in mind. Start making a list.
Hi, two large pepperoni, two with pineapple and barbecue, and one with... -
Anchovies!
- That is so rank! The dead little stinky fish. Okay, thanks. It better not be SpongeBob.
So... who's responsible for all the sound?
You're not our usual Rent-a-Cop.
Chuck had a breakdown. Chuck was weak. This whole... This whole ZIP code is now my domain, and I am hip to you, little missy. Got a call about excessive noise. Keep it down. Hello. May I?
It's a Coke.
It's a Coke. But you can't be too sure, 'cause you kids are very crafty these days. Yeah, yuck. I'm gonna be watching you, little yuck.
- What's with this guy?
- Let me get it this time.
What are you doing here?
Todd and I hooked up. So we decided to skip the dance. Okay, you guys have done the makeovers, the website vandalism, and the frozen bra, right?
Um... yeah.
So, let's get this gala started. Yeah. Send it.
Question. What's going on?
That was Liz. She's having a party, too.
We heard.
So we decided to put together a little hunt. Who are you?
Yancy. I'm Yancy. We had P.E. Together all year.
You're orange.
Oh, my God, Yancy, you are orange. You used too much Presto Tan.
Steve Phillips? Dream on. Turn on your web cam.
We just gave each other thongs with our names on them.
Wicked. One for me?
But of course.
- Hey, Julie, did Mom leave? -
Get out! - I only found Dad. -
Go! My kingdom for a lock!
Did you get the hunt list?
Opening now.
Hunt? Hunting what?
Scavenger hunting.
Oh, see, we're not allowed to leave the hou...
You have one of those Polaroid sticker cameras, right?
But of course.
Use it to document the tasks. Here's the list. We start at : sharp as nails. We sketched in something extra special for Jules.
Special? What special?
"Dress a window mannequin at Old Navy in your own clothes. "Have a guy from datesafe. Com buy you a drink at the Cosmo Club. "Get a security decal off a PatrolTec car, and..."
"Borrow a pair of Steve Phillips' boxer shorts"? - No, no, no, no.
- What's in it for us?
Thongs. - Pass. -
Double pass.
- Unless... -
Hannah. ...
we make it interesting
. Speak it.
Lunch spot. Winning group eats at the fountain next year, and losers eat at the Dumpsters.
No problem.
Hannah, can I talk to you for a second?
I cannot do the things on that list. I'll just eat Wonder Bread by the Dumpsters with the rest of the frumps.
Julie, focus. What do you want more than anything in this world?
Anything anything?
Ultimate anything
. - Steve. -
Exactly. Do you think he eats by the Dumpsters? You could be sitting right next to him at the fountain.

And plus, if you don't do this, everyone's gonna hear about it. We live in a suck universe where wearing the wrong sneakers can make us life outcasts
I know, but...
You and I both know that we're not just talking about a lunch spot. We're talking about who you're going to be in high school. You have to do this.
I hate it when you sound right. Only, we can't leave the house. My mom will cancel Hawaii, and...
Follow.
What happened to your room?
Oh, is it different? I hadn't noticed.
Mom redid it. They weren't expecting him back so soon.
What's that?
Oh, that? That is where my Miss Hawaiian Tropic standee once stood. Now... a yoga zone. And have you seen the new craft corner? I had a dream about these. They were trying to kill me. My glory days have been erased. My beer cap collection, my cheerleader hate mail... I think I have a fever.
Getting back to the real world... ...
we have a proposition.
It involves money. My money.
"Your money" is my favorite word
I had to promise Ren fifty of my Hot Dog on a Stick dollars to cover for us.
She's getting us a neato date for tonight

Neato"? Pull yourself into the century.
Is this a good idea?
This site is totally safe. Okay, what should our name be? June. Occupation?
Tree surgeon.
What? Swimsuit model. Okay, we're brunette, ' ".
- Hobbies? -
Dancing.
Sewing.
Eating cheese. Kidding
.
Sitting... on the beach. "I'm looking for someone way gorgeous to buy me a drink tonight at the Cosmo Club."
Wait. We have to get into the Cosmo Club?
And I'll be wearing a paisley scarf.
How exactly are you going to be a tall, brunette swimsuit model?
I'm not. You are.
Me?
Yes, you. -
Me? -
Is she broken?
She's fine.
The 'net rocks. We have a winner
Already?
"Dave. Handsome. Ooh. Hobbies: Reading, hiking, sunsets, and cliff diving." He's perfect.
Perfect? How is he perfect?
He'll be wearing a brown jacket with a red tie.
What does the blue ribbon mean?
It means he's been verified by the site. He's okay.
And plus we'll all be sticking together, right?
Of course.
Done. Hork- hork. Outside. Got the Beemer.
Let's get outta here
. Coming.
See ya. Wait, where are you going?
You didn't for serious think I was going to be on your team, did you? First team to complete all the tasks and show up at the high school parking lot wins the spot.
But... we don't have a car.
Ther you lose.
We'll get a car, and we'll get the fountain spot.
Pleathers.
Posers.
Hey, how come Liz can drive?
She already has her learner's permit. She was held back a year.
She is so lucky.
I blame you.
That was excruciating.
Let's dominate.
I look like my mother.
Hold on. Now... you look like your mother years ago, with fashion sense.
I think I can get us a car.
Speak.
Papa Bear is still under the sink. Repeat, Papa Bear is still under the sink. Over.
Ren, we are still inside the house. Do not call unless it's an emergency. - .
Over and out
Do you guys think we should be doing this?
Let's go.
I'm pretty stuck.
Pull.
Look at my dad. He is so oblivious. Help. -
Great rescue, guys.
- Sorry. Come on.
Destination Hottie House in sight.
I'm okay.
Officially, the smallest car I've ever seen
It looks like a clown car.
It's an electric car. It's made out of this really hard recycled stuff. My dad taught me how to drive it in the mall parking lot, said I could use it for an emergency, which it kinda see***ike this is.
That's my hand!
No, sadly, that's my hand.
Fake food's come a long way in the last ten years.


Wrong room.
All I can find are these scrunchies. Yeah, and socks.
Cha-ching! I found bras!
Yeah!
Dude, clue. Don't you think there's something missing?
What?
The girls!
Right, right. Where are the babes?
Gone.
Gone?
This diary raid skeaves!
Girls! Everything all right up there?
If you tell anyone about this... I will so injure you.
Looks like we're going on a scavenger hunt, men.
That guy just waved at me. I am so smushed, I can't even return a wave at a cute guy.
Cute guys never wave at me. Oh, what am I saying? No guys ever wave at me. I'm fat.
You are not fat. Who told you that you were fat?
Uh... Staci and Liz.
I heard they have scales in their gym lockers.
They do. They made me stand on it in front of everyone. It was the worst moment of my life.
That's hideous.
Yancy, would you rather eat celery or a brownie?
What is that, a trick question?
Exactly. So you'll just date guys who like brownies.
Okay. First on the list, mannequins.
They look so cute in your clothes. Smile!
Good luck.
Keep it.
Attertior. shoppers. Old Navy will be closing ir five minutes.
They locked it.
Of course they did.
There's another display window over there. Let's go.
They're guys.
I don't think they're gonna fit into our miniskirts.
We have to try.
Let's go.
Freeze!
Who would design this guy? He's got thunder thighs.
Okay, we got it.
Ready? Smile!
Hey! I see you! And I got ya! Okay, come back in here! Open up this door!
Bye!
Oh, that is so not cool!
All right, I'm coming. Okay, here you go. Thanks, man.
You girls better eat all this pizza.
I'll deliver those pies to 'em.
You're gonna take the pizzas up to your sister?
Dad, you have Aquapure momentum. Don't stop now.
I do.
Yeah.
All right. As a matter of fact, you're gonna be the first one to taste the new water. Let's go. Come on. -
Oh, my gosh. -
What? The pizzas! So you're done? One more adjustment and I will be. All right. Yeah?