"Who is that?" "Could that be Raven Baxter?" "The fabulous new fashion reporter for our school newspaper?" "Oh, yeah, baby." "I think it is." "And is that her best friend, Chelsea Daniels-- the new star photographer-- taking all the front page photos?" "!" "Yes, baby, give it to me!" "Work it, work it." "Be a tiger, be a tiger." "Yes, growl." "Whoo!" "Man, I hope we actually get in our newspaper." "Hmm, we better, girl." "It took me three weeks to make this outfit." "It took me three weeks to load this camera." "Here comes the kid." "He stops, he shoots..." "Huh-- he scores, boo-yah!" "Eddie, you hit the wall." "I can do that." "My bad!" "Nice of you to join us, ladies." "We have a saying here at The Barracudian..." ""Be on time."" "Now, to continue our lead reporter and star photographer will once again be..." "Serena." "Thank you." "You know, a good reporter doesn't just cover the news... she discovers the news." "Thank you." "Now, discover your seat." "To continue, our junior photographer will be..." "Who owns a camera?" "Oh!" "Oh, I do." "I do." "Congratulations, Chelsea." "Oh, my gosh, yes, yes!" "How can I remember this moment?" "Oh." "And our sports reporter will be Raven." "Sports?" "But I really wanted to cover fashion." "Well, you were fashionably late, so I gave it to Lester." "Lester?" "Whoo!" "See, Lester?" "Dreams do come true." "Don't worry, Rae." "We're still going to have a lot of fun." "Right, Serena?" "This is not about fun." "This is about reporting the news and exposing the truth." "And don't expect to get anything on the front page." "That's my territory." "Hate her." "Heard that." "Did you just have a vision?" "Girl, yes, and we are about to knock Serena off the front page." "Boo-yah!" "Whoo!" "Yep, that's me." "It's wide!" "Oh, shoot it, shoot it!" "He scored!" "Yes!" "I got to start wearing a helmet." "Ooh, it's basketball night at the Baxters!" "That is basketball, right?" "Yeah." "The Warriors versus the Lakers." "Ooh, sounds interesting." "Scoochie, scoochie!" "Hey!" "That's where we sit." "Right, Lionel?" "Well, it doesn't have your name on it." "Yeah, it does." "Where?" "We got her." "Look, get up, "Rat Boy," okay?" "I have to watch this." "Rae, since when are you interested in sports?" "Since I became a sports journalist-- a very serious one, at that." "Who let the Lakers out of the house looking like that?" "Purple and gold, can we say "clash"?" "Can you say it in another room?" "'Cause Lionel and I are trying to watch the game." "Fine, if you don't want me here and you think I'm going to be disturbing, you just say the word and I'm out of here." "Bye." "No, I'm serious." "Bye." "Aw, stop playing, y'all, come on now..." "Okay, bye." "Ooh!" "Time out." "Bring on the Warrior girls." "# Ooh, ooh, go, Warriors #" "Corey..." "Corey." "Don't you have a science project due?" "Yeah, you're supposed to be making a project of the solar system." "I haven't seen it." "That's 'cause it's still in my head." "How many times have we told you that you can't keep waiting till the last minute?" "I can if you help me." "Look, honey, you're never going to learn if we always do it for you." "I appreciate that, but I'm willing to take the risk." "Bye." "Perfect!" "Just the way I saw it in my vision." "Eddie, guard the door." "Everybody's gone home, and yet you're still here." "Why is that?" "Well, I'm not guarding this door if that's what you're thinking." "Hmm!" "I am too good a reporter to fall for this." "You're obviously hiding something." "So, you already know about the roof, huh?" "Oops..." "I've said too much." "No, you said just enough." "Okay, Chelsea, you need to be standing right... right... right about there, right there." "Yeah, Rae, does he have to come through this window?" "Because, really, the lighting is so much better on the other si..." "Chelsea, focus!" "The camera!" "Camera." "Sorry, sorry." "Hey, you're a clown." "Yeah, and I'm guessing this isn't Casey Epstein's sixth birthday party." "This is so amazing." "My friend knew that this was going to happen." "Why, is she, like, psychic or something?" "Oh, yeah, but be quiet, 'cause she really doesn't want anyone to know." "Yeah, except for us." "Yeah, and her family..." "and now, you." "Guys, hello!" "Zip it." "He doesn't even know your name." "Yeah, Raven." "You knew I was going to crash through that window?" "Actually, yeah." "So, why didn't you open it?" "Raven, Chelsea, fantastic story, huh?" "Front page, first time out." "That's pretty good." "One moment." "Maybe a little too good." "How did two rookie reporters know the exact moment a skydiving clown would crash through the window?" "The better question is, "How could you not know?"" "Okay, my shining stars" "I have a big, big surprise for you." "Have you heard of Boys In Motion?" "We love that band." "Yeah." "Those boys are, like, always in motion." "I just got it." "Well... they sent over two press passes." "I want you to cover the concert Friday night." "# We are the boys in motion #" "# We give you our devotion-- uh!" "#" "# We give you our devotion... #" "Excuse me, Senorita Rodriguez." "I" " I hate to break up the show, but..." "Raven is the sports reporter and I believe there's a basketball game that night." "Say what?" "I mean, you put so much thought and care into giving us our assignments" "I would hate to see the quality of the newspaper suffer because we forgot to cover an important school activity." "Oh, Serena, you are such a kiss-up." "You will go far." "Chelsea, you cover the concert." "Raven, you cover the game." "No." "Hate her... more." "We got a big game tomorrow, guys." "I have front row seats to Boys In Motion and I have to sit here and cover a game." "Basketball..." "is so stupid." "Ooh, Rae..." "I think you made it mad." "Hey, yo, yo, yo." "I'm sorry about that." "Gino still needs a little work on his passing." "Yeah." "Yo, Gino." "You know, I really don't know that much about sports, Eddie but how did he get on the team?" "You know, we're not sure but we think he's related to the coach." "Eddie, let's get to work." "I'm starting you in the next game." "Di-Did you hear that?" "Yo, I'm finally getting to start!" "Yay, Eddie!" "Dig it!" "Yay!" "Whoo!" "Whoo, Eddie!" "Yes!" "All right!" "Yay!" "Whoo!" "Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!" "Starting what?" "I don't know." "Yeah." "You had another vision?" "Oh, yeah." "I just saw Eddie making the winning basket" "Yay." "at the final buzzer." "We're going to win the game tomorrow." "And do you know what that means?" "Yes." "No." "Should I?" "Yes." "It means that I know what's going to happen before it happens so I can write the article and not go to the game." "Do you know what that means?" "Yes!" "No." "Can we please stop playing now?" "Chelsea" "I can go to the concert with you." "Yes, yes." "I love being psychic." "Psychic?" "Who's got the scoop now, Raven?" "So, should be a great game tomorrow." "You must be excited." "Oh, yeah, 'cause, you know, I hope our team makes more points than the other team, 'cause, you know that's how you win in basketball." "Holler." "I bet the crowd goes wild when Eddie scores that winning basket at the buzzer." "Oh, oh, yeah." "I bet they would... if something like that were to happen but who's to know, really?" "Buh-bye." "Actually..." "I think you know." ""Eddie Wins for Fins"?" "Where'd you get that?" "I found it on the computer but here's a better question:" ""How could you write this today when the game's not till tomorrow?"" "That's... that's just a practice article." "Well, you should see my article." ""Psychic Freak Walks Among Us"?" "Girl..." "Girl, you be tripping." "Yeah, well, if the game turns out the way you predicted the whole school's going to be tripping." "See you on the front page." "Rae, I don't know." "Maybe it's time for everyone to know your secret identity." "Chels, I am psychic, not Batgirl." "Now hold still." "Do you want to look good for the concert, or not?" "Rae, come on, don't avoid the issue." "Okay, look, what if everyone finds out you're psychic?" "You know, what's the worst that could happen?" "I just want to fit in, Chels and if Eddie makes the winning shot then Serena's going to print the article about me and I will be known as the school weirdo." "Ouch." "I know, it stinks." "No, Rae, you just stuck me." "Sorry." "Chels..." "I can't let this vision come true." "Rae, why don't you just ask Eddie to miss the shot?" "That's like cheating." "He would never do that." "You know, I have no choice." "I just have to stop him myself." "Yeah, and you know what, Rae?" "I'm going to be right there with you." "Oh, you go to the concert, Chels." "You don't have to do that." "Oh, but Rae, sweetie, I do." "You're pinned to my pants." "Chelsea." "Chelsea!" "Chelsea!" "Hey, guys." "Hey." "Dad, no!" "Don't eat that." "Why?" "What's wrong with it?" "Nothing." "It's Neptune." "It's part of Corey's science project... the solar system." "Our solar system?" "Okay, we're going to lose the fruit and do this right." "Victor, I thought we agreed to let Corey do this without our help." "He needs to either sink or swim on his own." "Hey, guys." "Check it out." "It's a meteor because it's "meatier" than other planets." "You're down here doing Corey's project." "You can't prove that." "Okay, you can." "Wait a minute." "Is that a glue gun?" "Well, I couldn't sleep and I thought I'd catch up on my gluing." "Victor, admit it." "Neither one of us can stand by and watch Corey fail." "Well, maybe we don't have to do the whole project for him." "Yeah." "We can just spruce it up a bit." "You're right." "Opening the sprucing machine." "Man!" "Time out." "Hi, Raven." "I can't wait for that final buzzer." "Now that's going to be news." "Good hustle out there." "We can still win this game." "Eddie, don't lose your confidence." "Keep shooting." "Now, Coach, do you really think that's a good idea?" "Rae!" "No, now pay attention." "I am the sports reporter up in here." "Now, listen up." "We are not going to pass the ball to Eddie." "I'm a Barracuda rooter!" "Who are you?" "!" "Hey!" "Would you get up out of here?" "Hey, Rae." "Oh, gosh, I couldn't enjoy the concert knowing that my best friend was here in trouble." "So, you know, I came." "Heard it was canceled." "Yeah, well, there was that too." "Yes!" "I'm getting hot, Rae." "I'm feeling it!" "I have a feeling this is going to be the best issue ever." "I'll be handing out copies at the end of the game." "Hey, Rae." "I totally took care of everything." "Let's see them play without this." "Sic 'em!" "No, I'm just..." "Wait, okay?" "I don't think this is necessary." "Listen, you do not understand." "My friend here she is, uh, a foreign exchange student and in her country, stealing a basketball ensures a plentiful harvest." "She's right, you know." "Well... it's been nice being normal." "Say hello to the new school freak." "Hey, you want a piece of the fish?" "You want a piece of the fish?" "Barry!" "Barry!" "I'm talking trash." "Come on." "You want a piece of the fish?" "Hey, Barry." "I'm talking trash." "Rae..." "Rae?" "Yo!" "Time out!" "What are you doing?" "Eddie, stop playing with the fish and get over here." "And now put your fins together for a Barry, our Bayside" "Barracuda!" "Go, Bayside!" "Hey, Bayside." "Are you ready for the dunk-o-rama?" "I want to see that." "I'm ready." "Barry's going to take this ball and dunk it through that hoop using that trampoline." "Barry's going to do what?" "Barry!" "Barry!" "Well, I guess this fish got to fly." "Barry!" "Barry!" "Hey, y'all." "It's okay." "Just-Just Barry being Barry." "Rae, what are you doing?" "Listen, Eddie." "I had a vision and you're going to score the winning the basket at the final buzzer." "I am?" "!" "Mm-hmm." "Yo, Rae, that's what I've been waiting for my whole life." "But... why you been trying to mess me up?" "Because I already wrote an article about it and Serena found it." "If my vision comes true she's going to let the whole school know I'm psychic and, you know, I'm just not ready for that." "Man, that's rough, but..." "the winning shot." "You know what?" "It was my own fault." "I was just thinking about myself." "So, you go out there and you take that shot, Eddie." "Really?" "Yeah." "I've got to go." "Shoot it, Eddie." "Shoot it." "Gino!" "No...!" "Eddie." "Why didn't you make that shot?" "That was supposed to be you up there." "That would've been tight but not while it threatens my friend." "Besides, I'm sure I'll get another chance to score the winning basket." "You think?" "Because when you look at the odds" "I mean, really, the chances of you getting..." "Actually, he will definitely get another chance." "Thanks, Rae." "You know what I think?" "This whole psychic thing was a setup just to make me look bad." "You got me." "Or maybe that's what you want me to think." "Oh, snap, you got me again." "Cute, Raven." "There's a story here and I'm going to find it." "Not if we find it first." "That made no sense." "Yeah, but it got her to walk away." "Uh, guys, I think we need to get out of here." "Why, you have another vision?" "No, Barry wants his fish suit back." "Come on!" "I got my science project back." "Oh, great!" "How did we..." "um, how'd you do?" "I got an "A."" "All right." "This is a report." "What happened to the solar system?" "That was just a fake out." "The real project was to make up a theory and prove it." ""Corey Baxter's Theory of Relativity"?" "And I proved it." "Relatives-- that's you-- will always protect their young-- that's me." "I feel used." "That's bad." "But proud." "That's good!" "I'll get it." "Mom?" "If it's a fish, don't answer it." "Oh, Raven." "Synced by MatMaggi"