Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't really know who I am.

This kid is nonstop texting all day long.

Wherever you go to college,

I wish I could, but I have six more hours of homework.

It's okay. I'll just eat a jerky stick on the way.

No, I'm taking eleven classes, but three of them are bullshit electives.

You know, because we're so different.

You must slow down.

God. Fine. Rhyah's coming over for dinner. Will you be joining us?

I texted him and asked him if he wanted to get FroYo sometime, and he said yes.

-With his mom? Yes. -Ben!

The worst had happened. Ben had gotten a B.

-Desi, tell Nalini Auntie. -Mom, come on, I don't need--

You are a brilliant boy.

Okay, looks like Ben's overbooked afternoon

Both of you guys just come to my house after school.