Here is all the basic information that you need to know about the rewatch! If you have any questions, feel free to ask!!
I. About
II. Schedule
III. Discord Link
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ABOUT:
This an organized rewatch of Abbott Elementary seasons 1 and 2 that spans from August 2023 to April 2024. Participants can engage however they chooseâjoining the Discord, making content, blogging on their Tumblr, or simply just following along!
Head Mod: Maggie (@cdyssey)
Discord Server Mods: Maggie, Michael (@harrietdyker), Nia (@fat-fem-and-asian), and Scottie (@gatalentan)
The official rewatch starts on Sunday, August 6!
Sundays are our encouraged date for watching the given episode of the week! Thereâs no specific time to account for different time zones. Then, the entire week following that Sunday is for folks to share relevant fanworks if theyâd like!
If you make content related to the rewatch, be sure to either tag the Tumblr blog (@abbotrewatch) or use the hashtag #abbottrw, which weâll be tracking. Weâll try to reblog everything, but if we accidentally miss something, donât hesitate to reach out via DMs!
Every week, thereâs a general prompt to create content (fics, gifs, edits, art, etc.) for whatever episode is on the docket; however, on some weeks there may be an extra prompt, such as an appreciation week for one of the actors/characters or questions that you can answer in a multitude of mediums (i.e. through gifs, fic, etc.). If you make content for the extra prompt, tag us on those as well!! Additionally, if you want to promote older creations that are related to the prompts of the week, youâre more than welcome to do that as well.
And finally, there is no obligation to create anything at all for the rewatch! Itâs more than enough if you just kick back and enjoy! Thereâs no wrong way to participate. Watch every episode! Skip a ton of âem! Blog your thoughts on Tumblr. Chat on Discord! Make stuff! Reblog stuff! Itâs up to you. Having fun is the most important thing.
Schedule:
The full schedule for the rewatch can be found in the Google doc below! There will be weekly updates on the blog and Discord as well.
Abbott Elementary Rewatch Schedule: Notes: Sundays are our encouraged date for watching the given episode of the week! Thereâs no specific
Additionally, here's a schedule outline that was made by Scottie!
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Hi, folks! It's that time of the week again. For Week 9, we'll be rewatching "Step Class" (1.09)!
Ava asks Janine to help her teach the after-school step class, but they don't agree on how to run the program; Gregory must reveal a secret when Barbara, Melissa and Jacob plan a pizza "eat-off."
Fittingly enough, it's also Janelle James/Ava Coleman Appreciation Week! If you make content for either the episode or Janelle/Ava, be sure to tag the blog!!
Hi, guys! It's that time again! We're on Week 8, which means it's "Work Family" (1.08) time!
After Jacob reveals a detail about his personal life, Janine realizes she doesn't know the other teachers as well as she thought; Gregory's stern teaching approach is causing his whole class to underperform.
Hellooo! Itâs prompt four week! Here is your prompt:
Your prompt is a quote which means it must be used in the fic. Who says it does not matter.
âIâmâŚsorry. I didnât mean to.â
Make sure you tag @abbottwritersclub and #AWCPrompt4 so I can share it! The @abbottrewatch is on week 7 right now which is âArt Teacherâ if youâd like to use an episode as inspo.
Donât forget to have fun! You donât have to post or write if you donât want to. This is just to spark something!
Hi, hi! It's officially Week 7, which means that it's time for "Art Teacher" (1.07)!
Janine is thrilled when her best friend from college is hired as the art teacher; Jacob and Barbara decide to start a school garden.
There's also an additional prompt this week of Who is your favorite character from the main cast? As always, hope you enjoy! ;w; Can't believe we're almost at the two month mark for the rewatch!
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Wooo! You made it to another prompt! Prompt three is below:
The Abbott crew decides to go to a Phillies Baseball game. Drinks are bought, thoughts are shared, and someone catches a fly ball.
It is week 5 of the @abbottrewatch schedule as well and it is Gregory Eddie appreciation week! So feel free to write in his POV or center something around him!
Tag #AWCPrompt3 for everyone else to see! Happy writing! Reminder: you are not obligated to post your fics. You don't even have to write the prompt if you don't like it! Most importantly, HAVE FUN!
It's officially Week Five, which means that we'll be watching "Student Transfer" (1.05):
After a negative teacher review, Janine gets a confidence boost when a student gets transferred from Melissa's class into hers; Jacob tries to forge a friendship with an uninterested Gregory.
It's also our Gregory Eddie Appreciation Week, where we celebrate our favorite first grade teacher at Abbott! Be sure to tag the blog or use the hashtag if you make content for either the episode or Gregory, and don't forget that you're welcome to promote older works as well!
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The linguist in me has ALWAYS loved this cold open. Looooove regional colloquialisms.
âThis is a classroom, not a hoagie stand.â QKQKWKDJSJ
Damn, last time I was up this early was to cuss out the mailman. I donât need all them bills cominâ.â SNSNSNS. Ugh, Avaâs fits are always immaculateâthose high-waisted white pants.
âAh, tech has its placeâlike when you havenât been with a man for a few years.â JESUS GODNDIWJSNSNS. OKAY, freeze frame this shot. Thereâs Jacobâs reaction up front and Gregory staring straight into the camera in the back. BUT ALSO, thereâs the extra next to Gregory straight up LOSING it.
âI had to potty train myself.â :((
âOkay, who do you gotta bang to get into the analytics annex?â AQkqkwkswkKWJSNS. Two sex jokes in less than two minutes. Mel is on a roll
Love Mrs. Barbara Howard lying and plastering a huge smile onto her face. <3 go, girlboss. Repress ur insecurities
âI love how you guys will just park anywhere.â lmao
âNow who took that picture of meâŚâ ANSNSNS
âGot a hotmail. I once even rode in a Tesla.â i fucking love her
âIâm a little behind on my hotmail correspondenceâŚsssss.â AJQJJSSN
âNo, not Kaleel. Everybody knows that little dork can read.â QHQJWHJWJ
HILLIAM GETS ME EVERY TIME LMAO
âA car full of women.â ANSNSNSNS, never change, Gregory.
âLike, you wanna run up the Rocky steps, but you canât take a punch in the face!â Love this whole monologue, but especially the part where sheâs like itâs a respect thing. This is the kidsâ history and to sanitize it is to do a disservice to them.
The kid plays William is sooo cute.
âSometimes I wonder if I put you on too high a pedestal, but then I think itâs not high enough. I say, âJanine, sheâs a person just like youâŚââ Ughhshhshshshs, oh, this dialogue always gets me because thatâs exactly the crux of Barbaraâs insecurities. She has been lofted to a high pedestalâby both her own design and the admiration of othersâand feeling as though thereâs a gap between where she is and where people perceive her to be absolutely GUTS her. Itâs the curse of the perfectionist.
The shot of Melissa smiling before William starts to read is so wonderful.
âNormally, I encourage cheating, but girl, you gots to let me know.â AJDNSNSN
âIt just made me feel like I was being pushed out to sea.â :((
âAre those jellybeans on your belt?â AJQNDNW, I love when Barbara is mean. God.
âBasically, I was a jerk.â / âI wish my ex-husband could ever admit that much.â UGH!!! UGHHHHHH. UGH!!!!!!!!!!
âThis is who we areâthe good, the bad, and the ugly.â đ
I really do love Jacob and Melâs relationship.
âYouâre gonna sell those, arenât ya?â / âAnd what would you rather I do, Melissa?â AOQKQKAKWIWOWNANSNA. Now kiss
Barb and Janine dancing with little William. đđ
Itâs time for mini prompt 4! This one is for Ava and Melissa! If you donât normally write for them, challenge yourself to see what you come up with.
Your prompt is based on New Tech which is also week 4 of the @abbottrewatch!
Continue this scene.
âOkay, do not tell a soul what I am about to ask you.â Melissa walked into Avaâs office with an iPad.
Ava scoffed, looking up from her phone. Her feet perched on the edge of her desk as a TikTok played in the background.
âIs Melissa Schemmenti coming to me for help?â
Tag #AWCMini4 as your tag. Reminder: you are not obligated to post your fics. You don't even have to write the prompt if you don't like it! Most importantly, HAVE FUN!
Hello, folks!
It's officially Week Four, which means it's "New Tech" (1.04) time! Have fun watching. We can't wait to see what you do with the episode! đ§Ą
Hi, folks!
Here's your Friday reminder that this Sunday, August 27, we'll be watching "New Tech" (1.04) for the Abbott rewatch! We can't wait to enjoy the episode with you!
Summary: Melissa brings Barbara a blueberry pie as an apology. [Post-1.02] | CW: Emotional Infidelity
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Barbara is already in the teacherâs lounge when Melissa arrives, standing by the kitchen counter, swirling her stupidly sweet coffee with a plastic spoon. Itâs just her, no one else quite yet, and Melissa allows herself to be greedy, etching the uncomplicated moment in her mind like itâs something more than it actually is.
Like itâs a painting, and all of its thousands of brushstrokes are divinely inspired by God.
Barbara Howard, the radiant subject, in early morning sunlight, suffused in its heavenly glow. Dark hair elegantly swept to the side, her beloved pearls flush against the graceful column of her neck. Light and shadow in beautiful opposition to each other. A study in different values.
Chiaroscuro.
Sheâs gone for warm-tones today with a calico-print shirt that rides beautifully over her hips but also, too, with the golden hoops that delicately dangle from her ears. Amaranth lips. Dusk colored eyes. A flash of white as she smiles at Melissa with all of her shining teeth.
The second-grade teacher involuntarily shivers. If there currently wasnât a record breaking heat wave in Philadelphia, she might have had the grounds to blame the February cold.Â
âYou didnât,â the kindergarten teacher scolds by way of greeting, gesturing at the Tupperware caught between Melissaâs hands.Â
âDid what?â She grins innocently, closing some of the spaceâthe unbearable gapâbetween them. She sets her heavy bag on their roundtable, places the plastic container there too. Her last name is scrawled across the top in faded Sharpie.Â
âA blueberry pie?â Barbara arches an immaculate brow. âMy birthday is next month, I know you very well know.â
âOh, pfft,â she rolls her eyes like she's perfectly unbothered. She crosses her arms over her chest. She shrugs. Her cheeks still feel a little too rosy for comfort anyway. âCanât a gal make her coworker her favorite pie for no good reason?âÂ
âAbsolutely not,â the other woman just as immediately counters, emphatically shaking her head. âOr, more accurately, âfor no good reasonâ is far from an acceptable excuse when I know for a fact you had plans with your family last night. Girlfriend, when did you have time to do this? More to the point, why did you find time to do this?â
Leave it to Barbara to turn a simple gesture of kindness into a pointed interrogation of motivation and minutiae. Melissa knows sheâs bad about accepting the generosity of others, but at least sheâs not the older woman three feet away, unable to receive a gift without extensively litigating whether she deserves it. Itâs a degree of reflexive self-denial that her friend would be the first to call Christian and Melissa secretly thinks is pretty damn self-loathing.Â
âItâs an apology,â she grunts, undeterred. At the same time, not entirely good at this whole vulnerability thing, she briefly glances away, scratching the side of her nose: âI threw you smack dab into the wall yesterday over a lousy branzino.â
When she finally works up the guts to look at the older woman again, Barbaraâs eyes have incrementally softened, the crowâs feet around them gently flexing their tensed toes. Melissa hates thatâbeing so thoroughly seen, canvassed, and understood by another.
She kinda freakin' loves it too.
âIâm sure it would have been a remarkable dish,â Barbara offers kindly before chuckling a little.
Which is a polite way of saying that yesterday was a total clusterfuck without actually saying that yesterday was a total clusterfuck. Her fish wasnât the only casualty of poor Janine trying to make the school a better place.
âOh, it wouldâa kicked ass,â Melissa agrees, smirking at her friendâs trademark discretion and simultaneously basking in the stunning lack of her own. âBlown Annetteâs stupid cacio e pepe outta the water.â
âI know you certainly achieved your goal of looking cuter than her, though.â
âDamn straight I did! I was a flippinâ smoke show.â
âNaturally,â Barbara hums in a low voice. It's sensual. It's just for fun. Barbara is only a friend. Melissa's stomach still does a little flip anyway.
"Thanks, kitten," she quips in the same affected tone.
And they both heartily laugh then, giggle even. Of course they doâflirting is one of their favorite ways of showing their loveâand Melissa knows that all is forgiven by the way that Barbaraâs dimples twitch at the corners of her beautifully shaped mouth.Â
Thereâs a small part of her that thinks that maybe she's getting off a little too easily, that forgiveness is something she shouldnât be so freely gifted as reckless as she was, as inconsiderate and as rude. But she supposes thatâs the Christian talkinâ in her too, or hell, more specifically still, that good, 'ole Catholic guilt of never feeling like sheâs good enoughâalways one confession shy of any kind of meaningful absolution.
She shrugs the itchiness away, thoughâplays it off like it hasn't gotten under her skin.
She laughs and Barbara does too, and in doing so, give each other permission to get on with their lives. They have traditions to uphold, sixteen-year long habits that have long been encoded into their systems.
Melissa slumps into her favorite chair, her body partially angled towards the open door, while Barbara fixes another coffeeâblack, just the way the second-grade teacher likes itâand brings both mugs to the altar of their shared table. She assumes her own seat with more delicacy in the motion than Melissa contains in her pinky finger, ankles crossed, posture unimpeachable. Melissa turns the break room television on and clicks the remote a couple of times until she finds the Action News channel. That annoying commercial for the local Toyota dealership is currently on, the one with a father and son duo clearly reading from a corny-ass script on a teleprompter. She grunts impatiently at the inconvenience, and Barbara snickers because she does.Â
They accidentally brush legs as theyâre both shifting around, and they mutually pretend not to notice.
(Melissaâs running theory is that if they pretend not to notice, then continuing to do it remains innocent.)
(Permissible even.)
âYou really shouldnât have, you big, âole teddy bear,â Barbara tries again, though she directly undermines herself by drawing the Tupperware to her and unlatching the lid to clearly get a better look. Itâs an extraordinarily easy pie to make: cream cheese, powdered sugar, and whipped cream all mixed together, a fresh blueberry topping and a baked graham cracker crust. Chill overnight. Serve cold. It was no skin off Melissaâs back at all, and itâs always worth it for this very moment, for the treat of seeing her best friendâs entire face light up in unadulterated pleasure.
âYou should have spent the time and necessary resources upstaging your cousin.â
âBah,â she snorts, playfully batting Barbara on the arm. âI got plenty of time for that. I just wanted tâdo something nice for you, ya stubborn gagootz.â
She lets the rather schmaltzy note lingerâfar longer than she usually wouldâonly realizing that her friend is blushing when she turns a little and the sunlight slanting through the blinds glints off her darkened cheeks, transforming her entire physiognomy into something angelic, which is to say transcendent and holy.
Melissa swallows thickly.
âNow, uh, quit your bellyaching and enjoy some of your pie,â she adds gruffly, reaching into the basket on the center of their table and grabbing a plastic fork that she all but lobs at Barbara.
The older woman laughs incredulously as she stops the utensil from skidding off the table just in the nick of time. âAtââshe glances at her silvery wristwatchââseven oâclock in the morning? Are you out of your mind, girlfriend?â
âMy old nogginâs perfectly intact thank you very much,â she huffs, retrieving a fork for herself. âI just know lifeâs about indulging in the simple pleasures every once in a while.â
Crackin' open a cold beer after a long day at work.
Staring at her married coworker from a distance that wonât get her in trouble with Gerald Howard and God.
Thinking sheâs all beautiful, gilded in shining sun.
Accidentally brushing shoulders.
Thighs. Ankles. Knobbly, arthritic knees.
Eating pie for breakfast, which is to say, having her own cake and somehow being lucky enough to eat it too. Some days, just being in Barbara Howardâs presence is enough. And other days, getting to share these precious moments with her makes Melissa feel like sheâs cheated the dealer and won the lionâs share of his gold.
âOur blood sugars are going to rocket sky high,â Barbara says doubtfully, though sheâs eyeing the dessert appreciativelyâwith clear lust in her eyes. Her indiscriminate sweet tooth is one of her only weaknesses.Â
Melissa knows because she frequently and giddily exploits it.Â
âEh, thatâs future youseâs problem,â she shrugs happily.Â
âAnd present Barbaraâs guilty delight, I suppose?â The kindergarten teacher sighs. Thereâs resignation in the gesture, a tender fondness that only has but one other name. âConsequences be damned, forgiven, and forgotten?â
âYup,â she grins crookedly. âThatâs the spirit, Barb.â
âMm. Youâre an entire mess-and-a-half, Melissa Schemmentiâyou know that, right?â Barbara asks, finally planting her fork in the middle of her container.
(Sweet surrender.)
âCanât argue with that,â she jokes, staking her own claim in the pie too.Â
(Simple indulgence.)
âBut, hey,â she adds, âitâs on you for still lovinâ my fine tush anyway.â
The sides of their hands accidentally touch as they each carve into the pie, pinkies perfectly aligned. This, too, is innocent. Itâs nothing, Melissa convinces herself as she viscerally shudders, as Barbara instantly recoils, withdrawing her hand, taking a huge chunk of the dessert with it. She stops just short of bringing it to her mouth, though, staring at Melissa from the depths of dark, inscrutable eyes.
âAnother guilty delight of mine,â she says quietly. It almost sounds like an aching admission on Barbaraâs elegant tongue, as though the love between them is not as perfectly above the table as they tell themselves, as though all the leg brushing and every fleeting touch besides aggregates to something larger than their component parts.
Something sinful.
Something beautiful.
Itâs funny how the two often end up being one and the same.
âLovinâ my big ass?â Melissa asks, even though she knows thatâs not exactly what Barbara is talking about. They always talk about the important things in the esoteric language of a joke, a game, a bantering exchange that they can absolutely take back.Â
(The ring on Barbaraâs fourth finger perpetually requires that they take it back.)
âCrude,â Barbara laughs, the sound taut, like a rubber band thatâs been stretched too thin, just begging to snap. âBut something like that anyway.â
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