I love you, babe!
Steady, I'm almost there!
Wait, I just need to burn.
Good idea. You're so hot.
No, I meant my skin.
Slow down, you're going to rip my panties.
I'm coming!
Shit.
Where's my phone?
My dream has to come true.
Karla?
Karla…
I need this to happen right now.
Here I go… you're gonna get it.
Karla!
Sorry, Gibo. This is goodbye.
Move on, Gibo.
Good morning, Ma. Pa.
Morning.
Son.
So no talking, huh?
Hello?
Can't even talk to anyone.
You should have given me a brother.
A child's just an expense.
Stop fiddling with your gadgets.
You're driving yourselves blind.
Aww, sorry, Dad.
We've been swallowed by the internet.
You know, that thing that was invented in our time?
Sorry if you can't relate.
You're one to talk.
You'll mess up your eyes well way before we do.
If you keep jacking off.
That's fine, at least I let my load out.
Pa, this is not the right time.
Gibo's too young for that kind of talk.
Ma!
This kid?
These kids are experts at jacking off.
Take it easy, okay?
You'll go blind.
Is that true, Pa?
That's what they say.
Watch out, that's all I'm saying.
Right?
Nobody could stop you when you were young.
Son, are you ready for your first day?
Your papers all sorted out?
Yes, Ma.
Man, I can hardly believe it.
Gilberto Senior and Junior.
My co-alumnus at Harmon Catholic University in the near future!
It'll be easier for you to get into college after you graduate
because of your home court advantage.
Believe me.
In Harmon, dreams do come true!
Yes.
All dreams, I hope.
Son, she's coming home this summer, right?
Besides, you and Karla are still young.
And even if she's been to New York, if you're meant to be,
you'll find your way to each other.
And if not,
Joogle Maps can help you.
- Stop it, Pa. - What? It's true.
Here, eat up.
I'm just cautioning you against LSS.
Last Sweetheart Syndrome.
The world's a big place! You'll meet other girls!
Son, your first love isn't as important
as your last love.
All right, eat up.
You are beautiful.
I just want…
wa...
I think we found your perfect shade of lipstick.
See?
Yeah.
This is it.
Perfect.
By the way, Wes.
Does it say "badass" right off the bat?
Yes, Bes!
Love it!
This is my key…
to find the one.
Not that again?
What's it to you?
New school, new prospects.
I didn't have much luck in our old school.
They all looked like feet.
Except you.
Good thing we were just there for a year.
But Harmon has rich boys.
Exciting, huh?
Sure, but...
For hunting down for prospects?
Not my style.
I'd prefer if they came after me.
Come after you?
You like having options, huh?
So you got girls, boys, gays, tomboys, even pigs?
My dear Maria Victoria, that is so '90s.
I told you, you can't box people's identities in this century.
Right, of course.
We should be 'aggressive'.
You mean 'progressive'.
Forgive me, they don't sell that in our local shops.
But…
look at me.
I'm catching up.
Be it for the progressives or…
for the one.
Well, we are works in progress.
As for me, I'm figuring out what I want.
Ouch!
My anemics!
Anem.. nevermind.
BORIS: Wesley? Mavic? Breakfast is ready!
Yes, uncle.
Just a sec, Daddy! We'll be down in a bit.
Tilt it this way to hide your double chin.
Okay.
Then add a filter to reduce your wrinkles.
Okay, let's try it. There we go.
Whoa, what a looker!
You're right, I look so much better!
You were right, Wes.
Money does wonders.
Unlike before...
One time I went to the mall,
and the salesladies looked down on me.
Hey! You can't afford these!
- Christ! - So I said, "Yes, I couldn't..."
But now I can!
Now, I'm rich!
Imagine, 6/45 LOTTO solo winner!
Rich in… Calcium?
Totally, for strong bones!
Yeah!
Daddy, it's not rich in calcium,
It's rich and famous.
That's it!
That's my daughter. She's not just a pretty face!
You got your smarts from me.
I'll tell you this much.
Make sure you make a lot of friends.
Yeah.
Never let anyone walk all over you.
Got it?
And if they do that,
you know they'll contend with my fist!
Why, of course! I'm a Lagdameo, after all!
Right?
Go on then, my darling.
We better get going.
Oh, uncle! First day of school. Let's take a picture!
Here, I know how to work this. Wes taught me some tricks.
The filter... Okay, there it is.
Uncle, we're going to be late. We'll go ahead.
- Okay, take care! - Bye! Bye!
Take care of my little girl!
Yes, uncle! Bye!
Wesley!
Darling! Love you!
Love you, too!
Your change.
Thank you.
Here, sweetie.
Ma, I need more.
Why? You're not gonna commute.
Miss Marie, what's new?
What shouldn't she be wearing, man?
Miss Marie, all day, all night-without her undies.
Listen here, Kulas. Better attend to your mother.
I heard you're the one nicking underwear from everyone.
Be careful you don't get in trouble for your nasty vice.
So what?
Let it go, man.
Let's leave them.
These bums…
Ma, what was that? Are you back at the bar?
No, he's just an asshole.
I'm done with that place.
Besides, you're gonna get me out of this place, won't you?
Ma, it's only the first day.
I know you're gonna do well.
Take this.
Come straight home, okay?
Yes, mom.
I better go.
Ah, shit, my helmet.
Issa.
Hey.
I got a spare.
It's okay, I'd rather not.
I don't want any trouble.
Don't act like we're not friends.
Are we, though?
We're not even close.
Oh, we're not?
Okay, just take it as neighbors.
We live on the same street, go to the same school…
and new school.
Congrats, by the way.
Thank you.
Wait, how did you know?
Online.
Wow, nobody even tagged me.
Everybody knows you anyway.
Your picture's all over the group chats...
Oh, shit, I've said too much.
Not that picture, mind.
Not that I'm a creep,
or I'm into those nasty stuff, but...
They just send it over...
No, I meant your admissions picture for Harmon.
Sorry.
Here, take it.
Go on, just use it.
It's okay. Thanks.
It's dangerous to ride without a helmet!
You're so sensitive.
I'm daring, aren't I?
I'll go with you.
Hey! Wait for me!
Catch the helmet!
You good?
Let's go!
Hey!
Gibo, my bro!
- What's up? - What's up?
Are you ready to get your cherry popped?
- You asshole. - What?
Hi, Mavic!
Hi, Gibo.
Don't be such a virgin.
That's right.
Better move fast. There's not a lot of you left. We're in senior high, baby!
If I were you, I'd forget about my ex-girlfriend, and…
let others get a taste of your sausage.
You do the same, man.
Enough talking about your naughty bits.
We're going to miss the orientation. Let's go in.
- Let's go. - Let's go, Bes.
Come on.
Everyone, we are overjoyed to welcome new students to our new academic year.
To the students who passed, congratulations.
And to those who failed or got kicked out,
I send you my prayers.
Now, you all know each other.
Since prep school, you've been together…
All of us for almost 13 years.
13 long years that have tested our limits, dear Lord God.
So now, this year,
the school has decided to open its doors
to exemplary students from other schools.
And with that, we'd like to welcome our new trasnferees starting with…
Mr. Gilberto Nolasco, Jr. Please stand up.
My name is Gilberto Nolasco, Jr.
"Gibo" for short.
I heard he's called "Daffy".
Yes, Mr. Biggie.
That's just a preview, Gia.
Loop, but when it's fully loaded…
I remember one time at sports camp…
Gibo! Gibo! Coach wants you!
What is it?
What?
Gibo…
You've grown!
Huh? Are you crazy?
Wait, Jude, like how big is big?
Lower.
More.
Go lower, girl!
- What? - Much lower!
That's it!
Oh my God!
Next, we have Maria Victoria Lagdameo.
Hi, everybody! Standing in front of you is a proud flat-chested, oops!
A five-foot flat stunner by the name of Maria Victoria Lagdameo, Mavic for short.
I hail from Batangas famous for its signature congee. You like that?
Not too soupy, but loaded with meat!
Get to know me, and you won't get enough of me!
I love you, Mavic! Be with me!
I love you!
Are your shoes new?
I heard she acts all sweet but not so innocent.
She's the daughter of who they call The Lemery Butcher.
From jackshit to jackpot, but you can't buy class.
-This is how you eat this, darling. - but you can't buy class.
I want some of that.
Wow! Cheers.
Cheers!
I can be your dream girl, attack girl, or any girl that you want.
I am confidently beautiful,
God-fearing, and…
flexible!
That's not how you do the sign of the cross.
Stand up and please go back to your seat, Ms. Lagdameo!
Now, next, please welcome Isabela Ramos.
Short introductions only, please.
Boo! Boo!
You're disgusting!
Boo!
Hello, my name is Issa.
Isn't that the girl you hooked up with?
Was it all groping, or you went all the way?
Yeah…
You braggart. I'm gonna punch you in the neck.
Wipe that smirk off your face or I will.
Yep, I scored with Issa. Twice? Thrice?
Man, you're a beast.
But dude, I heard she banged the whole team back in her old school.
That's what I heard.
That means you got the scraps, dude.
Nah, he's not good at Math.
She's a slag.
Bingo.
You got ripped.
Next, Mr. Wesley Sumaguing.
Where is Mr. Wes...
Mr. Sumaguing?
Maybe he got shy.
Mr. Sumaguing, is that you? Can you please come out?
All the students are here.
Oh my God!
Is he gay?
He's just fashion-forward.
No!
- Mr. Sumaguing, where are your trousers? - Trying to look cool for sure.
We want some of that, too!
Sorry, sister. I got dragged along.
Can you please step out and pull yourself together.
Harmon High.
Reminder that although your hormones are raging,
please, you should always uphold your decency.
We have one more student but she's not yet here.
So that's it.
Please, always be kind.
And lastly, to reiterate our school motto, Veritas Curat.
What did she say? Penis?
- Hey. - Cu! Curat!
Truth Cures.
Don't make her feel insecure.
- You're so pretty. - Issa, sit here.
True. I'm really thankful you're my friend.
Save your thanks because she took your seat, girl.
Excuse me.
Good morning, class.
Good morning, ma'am.
May I have the attendance sheet?
God, is this for real?
At Harmon, dreams do come true.
Mr. Nolasco…
- Don't you know it's rude to stare? - Are my dreams finally happening?
- Is that what they taught you? - It's only the first day, but I'm winning.
Lewdness?
Sorry, ma'am… It's not...
All right, then. Show me what you got.
Please take my place, and teach me.
You teach me.
Teach you? Look at my pet, ma'am, it's ready to teach you a lesson.
Always present at standing in attention!
Shit. The best class exercise ever!
Let's go, ma'am, let's start the drills!
Open your books to- I mean boobs to... she showed 'em right away!
She wants it bad down there, too, huh?
Me, too! Shit, this is it, Gibo. Get ready 'cause class is in session!
I'm right here, ma'am, ready and present...
Oh, so good!
Shit, it's so warm and tight. I'm feeling the strictness deep down and I love it!
Do it.
Do it, Nolasco.
Do it! Duet? You mean come together?
Wait, I think I'm almost there. I’m coming!
Nolasco Jr., Gilberto?
Please stand up and say 'present.'
Mr. Nolasco.
Present, ma'am.
I can see that.
Please show yourself to Mother Superior.
But calm your pet down first.
Yes, ma'am.
Don't be shy.
That's normal.
Why are you here? Are you sick?
Sick? No, I'm just here for the AC.
That looks sick. Must be painful.
You held it in, huh?
I don't get it, man.
I unloaded this morning.
It's my teacher. She got me excited.
Let me guess. It's Mrs. S, isn't it?
You're hot for her, too, are you?
Be quiet.
Are you a senior?
Senior?
Thanks, man.
But… here.
Sir, sorry, sir. I was just kidding about Mrs. S.
It was just a joke.
Calm down, don't worry about it.
A lot of guys fawn over Mrs. S.
It's Gibo.
Gibo.
What's really scary and shameful is to have nobody to talk to about it.
It's more than just hormones, or being horny.
It's normal in your transitional years.
Especially among teenagers.
So you better unload that.
Right now, sir?
Not here!
I better go.
Okay, sir.
All right.
Bes.
it's so cold.
I feel like a corpse.
What about that one?
Too hot and horny.
Looks like he's gonna fuck anything that moves.
I don't like that.
Too skinny.
This one's too buff.
Ugh, it's so hard to find the ideal guy.
Meeting you have raised my standards too high.
You sure I can't just have you?
Don’t be daft. I want to stay in your dad's good graces.
Mavic, Bes…
I love you too much to muddle our friendship with sex.
Remember last time?
Wes.
You have to excuse me, but…
This is how I want it. I move fast.
Slow down. It's okay.
Do you know what I want?
Whatever it is, I'll give it to you.
Really?
Leave it to me!
Groping, playing…
You sure?
You bet.
Let's do it!
Huh?
Turn over. Hurry.
Hold on.
Go?
Go.
Right!
Go.
Put it in.
Go!
No, you go!
Right?
Fuck. I found my best buddy, not a fuck buddy.
True.
I've never met anyone as crazy as you.
Duh.
So Bes, between friends and bootycalls,
I think we're better suited for the long-term as BFFs, okay?
Love you.
Love you, too.
Don't get it twisted.
Pay tribute.
One! Hold your rods tight!
Two!
Three!
Give me more power! Don't go soft.
Four!
As you were!
Nolasco!
Gibo Nolasco, Jr., sir.
I was summonded by Mads.
You and Mads seem close.
Guys.
Get a load of this guy.
A transferee, but he's late on his first day!
And what are you wearing?
What wall did you jump over, Gibo?
For you to earn Mother's favor so quickly?
Excuse me, sir?
Let me just remind you.
Just because you're the new teacher's pet,
doesn't mean you automatically pass my class.
And what's up with your voice?
Lower it.
Don't think you can act tough around me.
I might get excited.
I might just give you a whirl.
Ah, sir, I don't mean any...
You didn't advise me that you will be late.
So stay behind after class and clean the equipment in the storage room.
Am I clear, Nolasco?
Got it, sir.
That's more like it.
One!
Good. Two!
We haven't done it in so long, my juices are turning into curd.
Just kidding.
I heard she's got an alter account.
Maybe Issa-prank.
No, dude, I swear.
I've already seen all the videos.
They'll make your mouth water.
Watched all of them, I swear.
You guys are gross.
Girl, she's much worse.
Seriously.
But I promise you, it's true.
Search it right now.
Hashtag alter pinay.
Hashtag tween princess.
What was it?
Hashtag alter pinay, hashtag tween princess.
Don't follow it, okay?
You're a genius.
Look, it does exist. Watch it.
I told you, everyone knows.
See? That girl Issa slut.
Don't be mean.
I think she heard you.
Here she comes.
Quick, take a video.
Whatever gossip you picked up,
or fake news you gathered,
that's all it is, fake.
Are you saying my boyfriend is a liar?
Well, he spoke from experience.
Your boyfriend?
Even whores have standards.
So don't believe everything just about anyone tells you.
You lost!
It's true. It really happened. I swear.
You think it's something to be proud of, do you?
Hey, Issa.
- Oh, shit. - Ah, fuck.
Oh, sorry!
Sorry, sorry!
How many times have you said 'sorry' today?
Who's counting?
I’m kidding, let me. I'll do it!
I'll do it, I'll do it.
I'll do it!
There.
What was that?
What?
Can't you hear it?
I think I want rice cake, Wes.
Rice cake?
Missing the Misa de Gallo?
Your treat?
Sure, yeah. Let me see if they have it.
Okay.
Ah. Hi, Ernest.
Hi, Mavs.
Long time no see.
Miss you.
You think there might be a second chance for us?
I don't think so.
We're done, Ernest.
Besides, I've outgrown you.
I'm not into preloved items anymore.
Come on.
Just try me.
Second serving?
Want a refill?
Ernest…
Sorry, but…
let's stick to being friends.
Give chance to others.
Take a chance on me.
You want ice cream?
How about leche flan? You might like… my heart?
Hang on, don't cut in line.
Yes?
Yes, sir. Why don't you all take a number?
Sandwich.
Thank you.
Welcome.
I think it's here.
Oh no!
Hello!
What happened to its owner?
They probably failed the strand
so they dropped out.
Let's check it out.
- Hello! - Why are you having lunch here?
What about you? Why are you here?
You don't have to talk to me.
Besides, I already told you we're not close.
Especially with my reputation…
I don't believe any of that.
I know they're just bullying you.
And for the record, I did speak up for you.
They just didn't believe me.
Even if I tell them you're my neighbor or my friend.
That's because neighbors doesn't mean friends.
I know you enough.
I know that your mom used to work at the KTV.
They're just projecting her work on you.
Just say the word. Whore.
You may have your facts right,
but they'll believe the version of the story that fits their perspective.
Well, if we're talking versions,
Miss Whore, meet Mister Penis.
You think you're funny?
Did it work?
Nah, I’m kidding.
I'm just saying, every person has a past they can't run away from.
Are you talking about Karla?
Yes, you're also a group chat topic.
News is, while everyone's moving up to high school, you two are breaking up.
Yeah.
So much for the news and new things, huh?
But so far, it's not so bad.
At least some of us got lucky today.
One life saved.
You're the sentimental type, huh?
Cheesy!
Did you know that's my favorite flavor?
But not with feelings.
Please. Everyone's been cheesy at one point.
Even this guy.
Am I right?
Hey, not bad.
Why don't we call him Cheesy?
Fits, doesn't it?
Sounds good.
Cheesy!
Hey, Issa! Hang on.
We missed a stain.
I'll do it! I'll do it.
Rub it out completely, it might...
- It might stain. - I'll do it.
What squirted on your skirt?
Shit!
It's only the first day and you already scored.
Hotshit!
Bro, no need to be rude.
You don't deserve respect if there's nothing to respect.
Boom!
Gibo, leave it.
Hold on. I thought you had giant balls?
Why are you hiding behind this girl?
So?
Is that the best you can do?
Riling us up, are you?
Looking to get your ass beat up, huh?
Knock yourself out.
What now?
You got it!
What are you gonna do?
- Fight me! - Stop it!
I've spoken to Mr. Ancheta.
Kenneth and Kendrick, too.
Your stories don't add up.
If you could please clear it up.
Now, I know you've been extra careful because you're scholars
and you wouldn't intentionally provoke a fight.
But still, I don't tolerate violence.
Now, if you promise to get all sorted out,
I will just give you a consequence and forget about suspension.
- Please don't! - Please don't!
Like I said! Better sort it out.
- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.
Good. Now for your consequence.
You'll be doing extra hours of service for the school.
And this will happen every after class.
So inform your parents or guardians that you'll be coming home late.
Issa, you're assigned to the library since you're a student scholar anyway.
Hunter, you're on sports track.
Assist the head of interschool sports program, Coach Tanyag.
And Gibo, you'll be assisting Mrs. Salva with extra-curricular activities.
Awesome.
Awesome? You don't think it's punishment, do you?
No, Mads. I only meant... Oh no, so many things to do.
I'm not happy.
Awesome! I don't care if Mrs. Salva makes me her slave. I'm game.
I'm telling you, bestie, this is how those sluts get dough.
We heard that Hunter almost got suspended because of you!
FYI, Kenneth, Kendrick, and Hunter the "Kens"
are part of our clique.
You bitch. You're not gonna go without.
Because your offense to them…
is an offense to us.
Your clique's called Clique?
Are you really looking for a fight?
Huh?
If it's a fight you want, why don't we finish it right here?
Just between us girls.
Girls?
She said girls. So split.
Bestie, she's bullying me…
Issa!
Ouch!
Oops!
I slept in class.
Now my bones are all brittle.
What do you say we knock these bitches down?
Want me to?
Shoo!
Did you see her face?
Those losers.
You didn't have to do that. I can handle myself.
That's okay, silly.
I'm the one who offered.
Mavic, by the way.
I was a transferee at your high school last year.
But we weren't classmates.
So…
I know you. And hey, you don't have to talk to me out of nowhere.
For the sake of old school ties.
Better keep your distance.
I don't want you getting dragged in my issues.
At least I'm used to it.
Oh please, you worry too much.
Telling me to avoid you but you're already pulling away.
Besides, harness that feisty woman inside you.
Like what my bestfriend Wes always says,
Embrace your sexuality!
So if you're experienced, then congratulations!
What's it to them, right?
So guys get called heroes,
while women get called whores?
You shock me sometimes.
The sweet princess image doesn't suit you.
Sweet my ass.
I myself have had my share of life experiences.
You know… ULO.
ULO? You mean YOLO.
No!
U-L-O as in ulo (head).
Not all the way.
Just the head.
What?
Let's just go.
Let's go down.
Head?
Our next auditionee is…
Wes Sumaguing.
♪ Look into my eyes ♪
♪ Forget about ♪
♪ everything around you ♪
♪ forget about the world. ♪
- He's so sexy, Nick. - ♪ forget about the world ♪
- I can't pin my hopes on a straight dude. - ♪ listen to my voice ♪
- I'll bide my time, Ashley. - ♪ serenading your heart. ♪
- Oh my God, friend. I'm done, - ♪ let's make the most of this moment ♪
- I want him right now. - ♪ for it might pass us by ♪
♪ stay with me ♪
♪ let's paint the night. ♪
I like him.
No, I like him more.
- And you already have a boyfriend. - ♪ let's make the most of this moment ♪
I just like him, no biggie.
♪ for it might pass us by. ♪
- Who's he gonna pick between us? - ♪ for it might pass us by ♪
- ♪ stay with me. ♪ - Are you pretty?
Obviously.
♪ let's paint the night. ♪
Didn't I tell you nobody's gonna know about us?
How about we meet at dinner time?
Are you game for Vivamax and relax?
No, I'll just call you. Okay? Bye.
Sorry, sir. I didn't mean to eavesdrop.
Whatever it was, I won't tell.
Did you hear everything?
It's okay.
You know, I just don't want students talking about us
and our personal lives as teachers.
They find it intriguing, you see.
Yes, sir. My lips are sealed.
Besides, no one will believe me.
Isabela.
I choose to believe you,
and can you make a promise and keep this between us?
Okay?
OT? At the bar?
That's not even a client call.
Just say it...
That you're seeing someone else.
What about us?
When was the last time we went out on a date?
When was the last time...
Don't talk to me like that!
I'm still your wife.
You know what…
do what you want.
Ma'am.
Sorry.
You shouldn't have heard that.
My husband and I just have our misunderstandings.
Please excuse me for that.
You don't need to apologize for something you didn't do.
Also, there's no excuse for bad behavior and bad words.
Ma'am,
you don't deserve that kind of treatment.
Sorry, but I think your imagination is going wild.
What you assumed? You're wrong.
What do you know about these things anyway?
Sorry. That was uncalled for.
I apologize.
It's okay, ma'am.
All I know is what my father taught me.
That you should never make a woman cry.
Thanks.
That's enough.
We should get to work.
Okay.
That's okay, ma'am, just let it all out.
But why do I feel like letting something out?
What's wrong with you, Gibo?
Hello, mister?
Where are you?
Traffic?
Okay, I'll just wait for you here.
Okay, drive safe. Bye.
Don't try anything. You'll bleed like a pig.
Bryce: I'm the useless one? That's rich! If only you did those things with me!
Ma'am?
Your phone kept vibrating.
Did I do that?
Ma'am, you can stop me, but...
Wait a minute.
Not here.
I just wanted to tell you to wait at the other gate.
- The other gate? - Yeah.
Because Gate 1 closes early.
I didn't want you to get bored
waiting for nothing.
Is that all? I'm sorry.
And while you're waiting for your driver…
I noticed that when you're tense,
you were biting your lips.
You might hurt yourself.
Lips? You mean nails.
Yeah.
Sorry, sorry… right, I meant your nails.
You were biting your nails, right, yeah.
I'm Mavic.
Max. Maximus Lopez.
So… may I?
May I cut your nails?
Sure, file them down.
Get right in there.
Hey, Issa.
Hey.
How would you rate your first day?
First day? 0.5 for sure.
These are extra hours now. But…
Okay, ratings. Three stars, I guess.
Lots of new things.
New enemies, new issue,
new encounters. But of course, new friends.
Sorry about today.
You got in trouble because of me.
Come on.
That was me.
That was my choice.
It may be late, but I wanna make it up to you.
Who knows, here at Harmon,
people might finally know the truth.
So yes, past is past, and accept the new completely, right?
- That's just how it is. - Sure.
I think it's stuck.
You having trouble with that?
It won't release.
It's so easy. Let me do it.
Give me your key.
You just do it like this.
Easy peasy.
What's the fuss about?
Here.
Oh my God.
Karla?
Let's be friends. Official.
Aren't you going too fast?
What about you, Hunter?
How do you make her happy?
You just went to the club looking for trouble.
Watch yourself.
Just because you have pure intentions...
All I want is to love her.