Annie: Annie: Face it. Dad's a hypocrite. He tells us not to have sex, but when he was in high school, he got Tracy pregnant. Okay, plus, did you see the way he kept, like, glancing at Mom the entire time? What was she doing, holding his cue cards?

Ryan: The old new girl is from Kansas and it just doesn't get any better than that.
Annie: There's no place like home!

Harry: She is having a rough time.
Annie: So is everyone else. It's called high school.

I came here tonight, fully prepared to have sex for the first time... this whole world is definitely not fine with me.

Ethan: Wouldn't you rather save yourself for someone who cares about you?
Annie: I tried that. Didn't work out.

Silver: Just breathe.
Annie: I am breathing.
Silver: Breathe slower.

Dad, you either trust me, or you don't. And it's really sounding like you don't.

Annie: I am not having sex with Ty Collins.
Naomi: Why not? You should explore the benefits.

Silver: What's an after school special?
Annie: Google it.

Annie: Dad's gonna forget what he saw today, right?
Debbie: No, that's never gonna happen.

Debbie: You wanna talk about it?
Annie: I'd rather hit myself. Repeatedly. With a hammer.

I'm sitting here waiting for a guy in a bubble, an impenetrable bubble.


We're not just friends, we're a family. And nobody messes with my family.


Adrianna: I think we've waited long enough.
Navid: For...?
Adrianna: Yeah.