Previously on Get Real, Mitch finds a building. Meghan finds out she's popular. Kenny finds out Rebecca wants to do it.
In the School Without Classes, Meghan walks over to a blonde boy and declares she likes the second of the two pictures he's mulling over. They are his passport pictures. He's planning a trip to Egypt. He tells her he's envious she's not planning on going to college, and that she can do whatever she wants. A female teacher passes out papers. Meghan's hair tuck is pulled back with a tiny braid, so I can't tell what she's feeling, but it looks like she's flirting with the blonde boy. He has dimples and short hair. Is he the guy from last week? No, I don't think so. He's a different member of N'Sync. He begins to reminisce about "back when [they] were together" and how they planned trips to Ireland and things like that. So, he's an old flame of Meghan's. He likes to lick his lips before he smiles. He makes a sex joke and she eye-rolls that he always was a "horndog." "Well, that's what attracted you to me in the first place," he lick-smiles. "Today's discussion," the teacher begins. "Recycling Shakespeare. Who can give me five movie titles?" A dozen hands go in the air because they loved 10 Things I Hate About You. ["I may have almost bought that DVD last weekend. I'm not saying for sure." -- Wing Chun]
Cut to a man diving in a pool. "Diving is dangerous," we hear as we pan across a row of people dressed in wet suits. Young boy with buzzcut, seemingly harmless elderly woman, young squinty blonde girl, large furry red-headed man, Alanis Morissette-type girl, and Cameron sans sleeves. See? He's so cool he can hack up his wetsuit. The instructor is going on about how deadly diving is, and how you have to pay attention. Meghan voice-overs a reminder to us that Cameron has wanted to be a professional diver since he saw a Jacques Cousteau documentary as a kid. Hey, Get Real writers: This is only your sixth episode. I remember four weeks ago when it was episode three and we had to hear this exact story. Either put it in the "previously" or trust that we have a sense of memory. Thank you. Love, America.
We see a man's face. He says, "I loved every minute of high school." Slow pan to the right...slow pan to right...silence as we pan...finally...to Mitch: "And I couldn't wait to get out." There's a high school reunion coming up and they both plan on attending. At this point I'm not listening to the dialogue because there is a huge nameplate in the front of the screen that says "Jacob Perryhill." That's the high school guy's name. Apparently they were both on the same football team, blah, blah, snore. We pan around to behind this guy's desk and the shelves are covered in trophies and plaques won in high school football. That's pretty depressing. But he doesn't know that, so he's snorting and chuckling away in his pathetic reality. "Good to see you again, Mitch," he says. "You too," Mitch says like a gangster. He suddenly is talking like Tony Soprano, and I can't figure out why. Jacob Perryhill says from behind his huge nameplate that although it's been nice talking to him, the loan for the new building has been "kicked back."