15 DAYS LATER
Don't get excited, okay?
But, Amaia, look how many photos he's posted without Irene.
Damn. It's, like, almost 20.
Not 17 or 15 or 10.
No. It's nearly 20.
Nearly 20!
ASIER THE WINDS OF CHANGE ARE BLOWING!!!
Hold on.
"Winds of change"?
Change! Damn, Amaia!
Holy shit!
What if that's you?
Amaia, the change is you!
The change is you!
Ma, sit down. I'll take care of things today.
Okay, honey.
We should do something this weekend. It's been a while.
-Okay. Sure. -Okay?
I was thinking a picnic.
I figured we could head to the observation point.
We could order some food so you don't have to cook, Ma.
Sound good?
Sure. It's all right by me.
And you?
Are you all right?
I'm doing great!
-We're all right? -Sure!
Perfect.
-Morning! -Morning, Amaia!
Hello!
What?
Nothing.
Chill. If he ignores you, do the same.
He's not ignoring me. Have you seen his socials?
No.
Whatever.
Look on the bright side. You were lucky.
Lucky how?
Asier was wasted. You caught him with his guard down.
-Respect, but-- -No. Asier wasn't wasted.
I'm sure he doesn't remember.
Really?
I'll share some news.
Little Javi here is about to get laid.
I made a dating profile.
-Go on. -Nope. You'll jinx it.
-Yeah. -Come on.
Fine. I'll tell you.
This guy messaged me, but he doesn't have a photo.
Shy2005.
And, sorry, if you don't have a photo on a dating app, that means…
He's fugly for sure.
But is he nice? Have you talked to him?
No way.
Look who's coming.
Amaia, have some dignity. Act like you don't care. Okay?
-Hi. -Hi.
Hello, Amaia.
Hello.
Hi.
How was your weekend?
Mine? Good. I stayed at home.
Not the whole time. I went out too. I went shopping and…
How about you?
Good.
A bit overwhelmed and stuff.
But… yeah.
I wanted to ask you something.
Could I borrow your philosophy notes?
Just last week's.
Sure. No problem. But I don't have them here.
Well, we can meet up later, and you can give them to me.
Okay.
-Okay. -Okay.
Awesome.
So,
see ya. Bye.
-Great job! -We're meeting up later!
What else did they say?
Eva invited me to her birthday.
Wow! So, the bracelet does work.
Did I tell you or what?
Okay. Let's see.
María Lacunza wants to buy the bracelet off me.
What did you say?
That it's mine. Then she offered me 20 euros.
No. This bracelet is just for you. You can't give it to anyone.
What about María?
Well, María…
Look.
Tell María
that if she wants a bracelet, I'll make her one.
But it'll cost her 25 euros.
Okay.
This bike *s!
Can you do me a favor?
Can you take my backpack to my room?
I have to do something really important,
and I don't wanna take it with me.
Here.
-Be careful, okay? -Okay.
Thanks, sweetie. See you later.
Thanks a lot. I owe you one.
I heard stuff about you.
What do you mean?
Jokin told me that you're like your grandmother.
Well…
Psst, can you hear me?
Amaia, get closer.
Don't you wanna make out with him again?
Then what are you waiting for? Go for it.
Asier.
Do you remember what happened at the party?
What do you mean?
Well, you argued with Irene, and then we talked for a while
'cause you were upset.
That's already in the past.
Oh.
How come?
The good thing about fights is you make up afterwards.
Though
I owe you an apology. I must've given you a hard time.
I get kinda extra when I drink.
No.
Not at all.
Don't worry.
We all do stupid things when we're drunk.
Yeah.
Listen, about the kiss… It's no big deal.
Don't stress about it.
Yeah, I did have a lot of tequila.
Tell me about it.
Anyway, thanks for the notes. I really do owe you one.
No worries.
It's all good.
-Well, I gotta keep working. -Sure. Sorry.
-Bye. -Bye.
-Hi, Asier. -Hi. How are you?
What are your prices like today?
Well, these are 10. These are…
Amaia, don't look back.
Don't look--
Please.
Get out of here now.
Run.
Amaia, wake up. You're gonna be late.
Amaia.
Amaia!
Shit.
You overslept.
Awesome, Amaia.
Careful, you.
Cloudy again. Of course. Wonderful.
This is important. Do you get it now?
It'll be on your quarterly exam, and it counts towards your final grade.
You need to make an effort, all right?
Plus, your handwriting's really sloppy.
Okay?
Come on now.
I'm crushing it on the app.
I got 12 views, 7 messages, and 2 * pics.
That's great.
Spare me the * pics, please.
Ugh!
What's that?
You have a message.
Lucía, what was your question?
I'll ignore him.
Girl, what's wrong?
What's up with that face?
He kissed you, right? Well, there you go.
Stop it.
Yes, we kissed. But it was me who kissed him.
Which is different.
He didn't pull away either, did he?
Javi,
just drop it.
You don't remember it now because the adrenaline makes you forget--
Javi. Seriously.
We have to calculate the molecular mass of the hydrogen chloride.
Any questions?
HYDROGEN CHLORIDE
-Were his eyes closed? -I have no idea.
Because I closed mine. Like an idiot.
-I bet he used his tongue. -Javi!
This is all wrong. You made a mistake with your calculations.
Yeah.
A little.
Of course he did. It's crucial. And if he moved it around…
He wasn't just gonna leave it there.
-Girl! -Javi.
No.
Look. It doesn't matter. It's fine. It won't happen again.
You got it all mixed up. Look.
What's this?
It's Itziar's recipe, but I made them myself.
Oh! She wants something.
All right, girls.
Lately, you may have noticed certain things.
Amaia, this is her bad news face.
Things about me.
She met a guy, and now she's banging him.
I'm going out more, for example.
I'm happier.
And that's because
I've met someone.
Is he your boyfriend?
No. He's just a good friend for now.
That means they're serious.
He's from here.
And he's…
Well, he's very interesting and very funny.
You'd like him a lot.
Oof. She wants you to meet him.
I'm telling you because I want us to be more open and honest with each other.
We should tell each other things.
-Okay. -Okay.
He and I are going to dinner tomorrow.
And I thought--
Not Itziar again. Mom,
we don't need a babysitter.
Honey,
I was about to say that tomorrow you two can stay home alone.
You trust me, and I trust you.
I'll tell my friends to come over.
Here?
Mm-hmm.
Fine.
Perfect.
But keep it low-key, okay?
And no parties.
Damn, that's Irene.
SALABARRIA HEALTH CENTER
Is she crying?
-What are you doing? -I'm gonna give her a tissue.
Wow.
What's wrong with Miss Perfect?
The first sessions are always the hardest.
Have you been in therapy long?
Almost a year.
What about you?
It doesn't matter.
Today was my last day.
It was that bad, huh?
I always come out feeling worse. No way is that normal.
You have to be patient.
Does it help you at all?
It does.
But I guess it depends on what you're dealing with.
Not even the best psychologist in the world could fix my problems.
How's Elena gonna help?
If this doesn't work for you,
there are other options.
Like what?
The kind that are a little less…
conventional.
If he ignores you, ignore him right back.
That's how it works.
But he didn't pull away.
Go to sleep, Amaia.
Maybe he just didn't want to make it awkward.
He couldn't be nicer.
Enough!
List the Harry Potter movies.
First to last. In order.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.
Harry Potter…
Then what was that about the notes?
Why didn't he ask Irene?
She gets great grades.
Harry Potter...
and the Chamber of Secrets.
Harry…
He didn't pull away. And he used his tongue.
Okay.
Let's see. What was the third one?
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Or was it…
Put yourself in his shoes!
You've got a girlfriend, and bam!
You're making out with the new girl.
Oh!
He likes you!
Harry Potter and…
* Harry Potter.
He likes you. That's crazy, Amaia. He likes you.
Okay. Holy shit. Just try and go to sleep now.
Goal.
Get Asier to come to the party.
Without Irene.
Kick it off with some patxaran.
Then you take him to your room. A little music, some dancing…
No. Maybe you better not dance.
Hey. Look at these two. Invite them.
Really, Amaia? What are you doing, you coward?
A couple of us are hanging out tonight at my house. Wanna come?
Is it a party?
Yeah. It'll be pretty chill.
But if it gets crazy, that's okay.
We already have plans with the guys.
Today?
Yeah. But if there's a party at her place, they'll probably come.
Yeah. Sure.
We're meeting up with our friends later. Is it cool if they come?
Sure, yeah. Who are you meeting up with?
Asier and the gang.
Cool. Yeah. No problem.
Ten o'clock, my house?
-Okay. -Sure.
-Bye. -Bye.
This is gonna be the best party of your life.
Amaia, remember to buy *s.
Shocking.
We don't know anything about her.
I bet she goes to the shrink for some dumb problem.
Hey. Here you go.
I told her she could ask you for help.
-Irene, I mean. -What?
Have you lost your mind?
I told her it wouldn't hurt to try.
That there are things we can't understand,
but there are special people who can open certain doors.
-No. -Sure. Take all my money.
We can't use Amaia's gift just like that.
-Just for the gossip. -Her "gift"?
Why not? It's the best reason in the world.
Otherwise, how could we afford alcohol?
Shit.
No way. I'm not doing it.
People pay me and then think they have the right to demand anything.
You're saying that because the spell you put on Asier failed.
-Javi! -What? You cast a spell on Asier?
-Girl, that's pathetic. -Totally!
I'm so sorry. They usually know everything I know…
-It doesn't matter. -I didn't tell them.
You can laugh. I'm a loser. I get it.
Amaia, I don't want to insist.
But if I were you, I'd want to know what's up with Irene.
Maybe it has to do with Asier, maybe not.
But aren't you a bit curious?
Hey! You're coming to my party, right?
Invite whoever you want.
Chivite's father?
Louder, so he'll hear you.
Stop!
Let's run!
Damn.
Holy shit.
What a pain.
Come on, guys!
Jeez.
I'm never meeting up with anyone again.
-Come on, guys! Faster! -So, that dude's *?
-I can't. -So it seems.
Women by day, men by night. A classic.
Stop.
Some burpees now!
Damn!
-I can't. -No!
Come on, guys!
Maybe Marisa's fine with it
'cause she also has * with other people.
Like an open relationship.
Maybe they even
swap with other couples.
Like swingers.
Marisa and Adolfo are practically Opus Dei.
Everyone in that family wants to * with me.
Javi. You gave him a blow job, right?
No.
Did he * your *?
No, dammit!
Imagine if Chivite found out. He'd die.
ENLIGHTENMENT AND NEOCLASSICISM
-Good job, Zhao. It was about time. -6.2! Yeah!
In general,
the standard is good.
I can tell you have the final in mind.
What does your mom see in him?
You all have your graded essays back.
All of you except Irene and Amaia.
I'll see you two after class.
It's a disaster, girls.
Both of you.
This counts towards the final grade.
Do you have anything to say?
Irene?
I had some issues with my computer--
No.
No excuses, Irene.
In your case, anything below an A is a painful disappointment.
And you, Amaia.
Something's going on here.
Yeah. You're a pain in the ass.
I don't know. Maybe your high school in Barcelona was less demanding.
Do you need support classes?
How about you change schools?
Or get run over by a tractor?
But don't come back to my house.
No. Don't worry. I don't need anything.
I expect the same from you as the other students.
My relationship with your mother doesn't matter here.
Come on, girls.
This isn't a punishment.
It's a nudge.
A motivational boost.
So that you give it your best.
Which is a lot.
Got it?
Got it.
Come on. More enthusiasm. Got it?
Got it.
Of course you do.
Asshole.
I hate good-natured scoldings.
It's like, either be cool or be a hard-ass.
-But not both. It's confusing. -Yeah, no.
Well, I'm gonna get my bike.
I'll come with you.
Okay.
Is he really dating your mother?
Yeah.
When people from class find out, I don't know…
No. Don't worry.
There's a lot more going on in this town than meets the eye.
If I were to tell you…
Wow.
If you were to tell me what?
What does Irene have to say?
Look, Amaia.
Let her tell you.
Let her express herself freely. Let her tell you.
All this * pressure.
It pisses me off that everything that isn't an A is a failure.
Maybe I'm not an A student anymore. Maybe I'm something else.
Irene, don't let Íñigo get to you. The guy's a jerk.
It's not just Íñigo.
Did you argue with Asier?
I'm going that way, okay?
- See you tomorrow. - Okay.
Bye.
Irene!
Wait.
I'll walk with you.
Okay.
What's up?
I think it's better to be an A student
than a C student.
I don't think you're right.
It's better to be a C student.
You have more options.
One day you can get a C, the next day a B, and people don't ask much of you.
No. I don't buy that, Irene. No way.
Hey.
Is it true that you
do magic stuff, spells, and all that?
Yeah. It's a family thing. Because of my grandmother.
Why?
Go on and ask, Irene.
Look.
I'm gonna ask you for something. But please don't tell anyone. Promise?
Sure. I promise.
Yeah.
A spell,
an astrological chart,
an evil eye,
whatever.
I need you
to do something to change me.
Change what about you?
Well, what I am.
Or what I feel.
Holy shit.
I just want to like Asier.
Holy shit!
Um...
Irene, if you don't like him, why don't you dump him?
No. You don't understand.
We've known each other since we were kids.
He's my best friend.
And I want to love him.
But it's just that…
I think I'm a *.
Holy shit!