In which Brandon...GOD, YOU GUYS. This one is The Worst, as far as Brandon's ABHORRENT behavior goes. Like, how anyone can even be in the same fucking city as this guy is beyond me. He's a cheater-cheater, pumpkin eater in this one, but manages to play the victim and blame everyone but himself. See? THE WORST. Oh: and Brenda and her bag-of-shit hair and Dylan FINALLY flirt it up and act adorable and SQUEEE! This is the Old Person's Old Timey version of that Twilight Abortion Of A Relationship. KICK IT.
We start off at Not Famous Original Peach Pit. That sign is...tacky as fuck. GOD, NAT. What, do you live in The Valley or something???
Brandon spots Mr. Danzel, his history teacher, who gives the little puke this AWESOME look of indifference.
Brandon is saddened because he was expecting Mr. D. to, like, eat his dick and tell him that he's The Best Student EVER. Sucks to be you, Minnesota. And way to attempt to talk yourself up to the guy, all "I'm like, totes great at history. I should be teaching the class instead of you, Old Timer."
So then Brandon runs to tell on Mr. D. to Nat, who soothes Brandon's ego by telling him that Danzel, a regular, is an asshole or something. HA. The elderly are The Worst. Also: nice matching shirts, douches.