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Kamala Harris is not going to revoke my pussy art because I want to go to

homecoming with Brandon Swain. I really can't wait to see you. I'm definitely

coming home for fall break.

I don't trust you, and I never will trust you. You have Sarah Light over

so why don't you go hang out with her?

Today, I identify as a woman.

I'm afraid. You cannot post those photos. How are we supposed to help her

never asks? one you act like this is new i know but it's getting worse look i

know carol went post those photos of his own mother and obviously you didn't

which means that your new partner has gone rogue how do you have time for

official school business with all this aggressive posting these posts aren't

going to lead to an actual working partnership i say we expose them that

expose us who cares i care a lot

thank you so much

Hey, is your mom going to come to the pre -party again like last year? I

literally forbid her.

Why? What happened?

Oh, she walked around the school parking lot with a camera and a mic asking

everyone, who are you wearing?

No, she didn't. Yeah, her and another mom have this YouTube channel called

Around the Town with Andrea and Joyce.

It's beyond mortifying.

Did you guys buy your tickets yet?

What, my date bought mine?

You might have heard of him.

Brandon Swift.

You are such a loser.

I know.

I bought myself one because I know nobody in the school is going to ask me.

because they're scared to.

I mean, look at you.

Do you ask anyone yet?

I probably will.

You know that means you're going to have to buy a ticket from one of the

Grazies. When I was little, my dad and I would spend hours building these crazy

domino mazes in our basement.

I always remember crying when it came to pushing over that first domino.

I could never do it.

Oh, no. Holy shit.

So my dad would always have to be the one to give it a nudge.

Dude, it's called a V .A.

I'm not gay.

I'm not gay!

That everything's going to be okay? Is that what you want to tell me?

Because it's not.

That post violates me in so many ways.

I know.

I get it. No, you don't. You don't get it.

What do you care? We're not friends.

We don't have to be friends for me to give a shit.

Look, I get to decide things that happen to me on my own time.

And it's not up to some anonymous kid to push me into something before I'm ready

for it, okay? This can't happen to me right now. Tripp!

I

can't believe

the crotch would post something like that.

It is by far the worst thing the crotch has ever posted.

They're screwing with a kid's life here.

What do you think, Farrah?

It's indefensible.

principal's office because i did something wrong or the mother -son stuff

platter so we agreed not to mix the two things we did and i have never asked you

to be anything more than just another student in that school but now i need

from my son who also happens to be a student okay what do you need i need to

find the crotch you've already asked me if i know who it is like a thousand

times i know but You are more of a watcher than a doer, so I thought maybe,

know, you've seen things that other people haven't. I haven't seen anything.

Okay.

Then help me find him. How?

I know you're around people, so I wouldn't ask you this if it wasn't

important, but can you just dig around the school a little? Maybe talk to some

people, see what's happening.

You're asking me to be a mole?

No, I am not asking you to be a mole.

I'm just asking you to dig around a little and see.

Yeah, yeah, more, I guess, would be more accurate.

Whatever you think about Trip, he doesn't deserve his personal life

that, and neither did we. The crotch has no moral compass.

Colin, please help me.

Okay. Thanks.

What's in the bag?

Supplies. We are not leaving Power's trailer until we have them.

You know, it'll take me a little bit of time, but I can probably build a

security system that'll lock him out.

Of course, that'll just piss him off. And then he exposes us. Or worse.

And the fact this kid's a psycho creates the same problem with every plan.

The only clean way out is to find something on Topancar that's worse than

he has on us.

So to get out, you have to become a worse psycho? That sounds promising.

That's not the only way, okay? Why don't we just let him have the crotch?

I mean, what are we fighting for, anyway? Hot indexes and school gossip?

No, at this point, it's so much more than that. He broke you and Hannah up,

posted those photos of your mom, and now the trip thing? This kid has no

conscience, and he has access to every computer in school.

Who knows how he's going to escalate this?

Whether it's him or us, it's only a matter of time before the crotch blows

our faces.

Too many people know about us now to stay hidden.

No offense.

I get it. I already wish I didn't know about all this. I'm not going to let it

blow up in our face.

We can fix this.

Nice speaker. Did Q make you that?

Quartermaster? Make the gear for James Bond? What, not a fan?

If you want to try to fix it, go ahead. Okay?

I'm tired of sneaking around and hiding. Cower!

No, I'm serious.

I'm out.

Now what?

With or without Cower, the plan is still the same.

We need to find something that threatens to pay Carr.

Look.

I know this is a big ask, but this is the drive with all the crotch files on

since it became a thing.

It's a lot, and I haven't even seen all of it, but now that we have it, maybe we

can find something that takes Diff down.

Got it.

You can trust me.

Deal him up.

You think I'd know better than to play cards with you. Oh, you think you would.

So I saw that trip post today.

So... Is Coward like a crazy person?

Or is he just getting out of control?

No, he's okay. I talked to him.

He may have ruined that kid's life.

I said I talked to him.

I'm not trying to upset you. I'm just thinking maybe he's not the guy you

thought he was when we gave him the crotch. Look, I hear what you're saying,

I'm taking care of it.

Okay?

Fine. I'll drop it.

I thought you wanted to talk it through with someone you trust.

I thought I heard the words, okay, I'll drop it, come out of your mouth.

Why do you make it so hard for people to help you? Because you're not trying to

help me.

You're trying to remind me that you did it better when you were the crotch.

I'm sorry. I came out a little harsher than I intended.

No, it didn't.

Will. You say exactly what you mean.

Will.

You know, you're going to need help someday.

And all the people that care about you, they're not going to be there because

you pushed them all away.

What's wrong with you? I was up way too late last night.

Oh, what are you doing?

Pulling around the computer. Can we get our steps in, have a lower rate, please?

Yeah, of course.

Can I ask you something?

Do you ever feel like Vera isn't always being upfront with you?

No more than usual.

See, that's what I mean.

It didn't used to bother me because I was always on the inside with her, but

it's... Trish?

to the hospital.

I blame the crotch. I'm boycotting the crotch.

It almost killed a dude. This crotch dude better hope I never find out who he

is. Hey.

Hey.

I can't believe you guys were so close.

I'm really glad you're okay.

Yeah.

We are.

Tell me you had nothing to do with this.

What? I am with you every...

single day if you want something posted to the crotch it gets posted so i need

to hear you say that you had nothing to do with it i had nothing to do with it

So what's with the pink hair?

It's more me.

Hey, we should team up and try and figure out who the crotch is. I bet

we could find out.

He's a little Farrah -esque, you know?

No, because Grace said team up. Farrah doesn't work with the team. She works

herself.

Hey, I know that guy.

He was on the football team last year.

He was also on Farrah last year.

Really?

I mean, that was not an item I read about in the garage.

Nobody really knew about it, but she was really into him.

Hmm.

So, do you guys want to? I'm down.

Where is she going?

She is full -on flirting with Will right now.

Okay, come on, Jane. Doesn't this seem just a little weird?

It's harmless.

You say so.

Farrah.

Hi, Mrs. Scott.

Hi. How are you?

Good.

Actually, no, not good, which is why I wanted to talk to you.

It's hard trying to keep control of the school.

Yeah, I can't even imagine.

Well, I think you can. I mean, I watch you and you seem to control things just

fine. I mean, socially.

Well, to me, you always seem to have it so together.

Yeah, I look like I'm in control, but I'm really not.

I mean, I can't stop Trip from crashing his car. I can't stop the crotch from

posting about it.

Posting about me.

Every day is the wild, wild west.

Yeah, I get that.

Which brings me to a very uncomfortable...

Question I have for you.

You seem to be the most plugged -in person at school, and I have never gone

student for anything like this before.

But, um... I need your help.

Do you want to see if I know who the crotch is?

The student of mine just wound up in the hospital. Now, I don't know if there's

a direct correlation, but I can't help but noticing the connection. So I'm

asking you not as the principal of the school, but...

Just as another human being, who cares?

Do you know anything, anything at all?

Mrs. Cowher, I'm sorry.

I don't have a clue who it is.

Thank you. Thanks for listening to me.

And of course, for everything that you do for Colin.

Yeah, not a problem.

Hey, have a wonderful time at homecoming.

Thank you.

I'll see you around.

Bye. Bye.

Come in, Mom.

The door is getting worse.

Why don't you just get a handle already?

What?

I thought you might never come back now that I'm out of the crotch game.

Wow. Well, if that's what you think of me, then I'll just go right now. I have

kombucha.

What? Sorry, that was a defense mechanism.

So you don't have kombucha?

No, I do. I just... The part about you never coming back was a defense

mechanism.

I was emotionally preparing myself in case you never came by again.

But then you just bought my tea just in case I did.

Yeah.

I'm complicated like that.

Please stay.

Just so you know, I could never abandon you. I mean, how could I?

You're the only other person mental enough to go through the bad shit we do.

You feeling guilty about the trip picture, too? Oh, my God.

I'm feeling guilty about a lot of things.

That one's just the icing on the cake.

How did DeBanker get that photo? What was wrong with us? Why did we follow him

that night? I mean, at least you wanted to protect him. I wanted to post the pic

as soon as I took him.

I'm a monster.

No, you're not. You're actually the best person I know.

Seriously.

You are.

So, are you going to the homecoming dance with Will?

I asked him.

But we're not doing so hot right now, so we'll see how that goes.

Should I even bother to ask if you're going?

Well, I didn't ask anyone. But you know you can still go, right?

Alone?

That's sort of a nightmare scenario for me. Tower!

You are a cute guy. You're funny. You freaking play guitar.

Like, you have a lot to offer.

You say that, but... I know the social game isn't really your thing, but the

world beyond me has to meet you.

And when they do, they'll dig you.

I promise.

I know this because I have fabulous taste.

Play me something.

Come on.

Okay.

Oh, God,

I want you so bad right now.

What the hell Farrah?

What's going on? Here I am trying to help you, and first I find the photos of

Tripp. Look, I can explain that. And then I find a bunch of creeper shit

from Chadwick's office.

Please, just give me a minute. What?

What could you possibly say that makes this less offensive?

This entire time, you've known about videos where I'm not only being perved

but where I'm talking about my private life. I know it's hard to see right now,

but I was trying to protect you. Protect me.

I told you about some of the stuff going on with my family a few weeks ago, and

you pretended like it was the first you ever heard of it. But you knew it all.

No, it was the first I ever heard of it.

I don't watch those videos.

Cower is the one who... So your partner knows about my secret.

How is that supposed to make me feel better? The fact is, you knew about

where I'm being upskirted, and you chose not to tell me about them.

I'm sorry.

I thought it would be opening up something that would be better to never

out. Never come out?

That crazy ass to pay her probably already has those photos too.

Look, I just thought.

You know what your problem is?

The fact that you actually believe that you should decide what's best for other

people. I was trying to be a good friend.

A good friend?

I'm not even sure you're a good person.

Come in, Mom.

I take it you're not going to the dance.

I don't think so.

Are you sure?

Because a lot of people go without dates nowadays.

I know, Mom.

I know you know. I just don't want you to miss anything.

I mean, you don't get a lot of chances to bank these kind of high school

memories. Well, you bank them every year.

Okay, I am going to leave you the ticket.

Okay, so you changed your mind.

You look nice, Mom.

Hey, Will.

Welcome back.

The king returned.

Stop. No, it's fine. Go say hi.

Sure? Yeah, I'll catch you in a bit. Yeah.

What's going on, man?

How you doing, friend?

Hey, Farrah.

Oh, my God.

Are you looking?

Do it for her. Let me see, girl.

Yes. I'm trying so hard not to trip. Picture perfect.

Take a photo of us.

Hey,

Will.

What are you doing?

Are you going to go to the after party after this?

Yeah. Yeah, I just want to get a picture of Esper.

I'll be right back.

Jane, you look beautiful.

Nice try.

Hey, Deb.

Oh. If you wanted to ask me to dance, you could have waited until I peed. This

ends tonight.

What? I'm cutting off our deal, and you are going to step away from the crotch.

I don't think you will.

Because if you do, I'll expose the truth. And I not only have proof that

the principal's son have been running the show all year long, but also that

covered up a scandal to protect Mommy's job.

God, that would be like a roller coaster seeing how that all shakes out. Or you

can shut your blowhole forever.

And say nothing.

You know, that sounds like a threat, but I think I have all the leverage here.

I guess I'll post that Principal Spygate story now.

I found something super coincidental on the crotch drive.

Did you know every South Asian -looking student scored around the same on their

SATs?

Even the dumb ones.

What's that?

Oh, I made a list.

All these students, very low GPAs, all scoring in the 1500s.

That's what you scored on your SATs, right? It's very peculiar, considering

you're the guy with the equipment to make fake IDs.

You think I'm scared of the lit.

That's entirely circumstantial.

Did you know that using a fake ID to take a standardized test for someone

is an actual felony?

Do you think you'll be as popular in prison as you are in school?

Okay, what do you want?

Oh, it's simple.

You step away from the crotch.

You keep it your secret.

Nobody knows who's behind it.

It's a pretty easy ask, considering the alternative.

Fine. You can have it back.

Excellent. But never a word about the ID, okay?

That's your scam. I don't know a thing about it.

Pleasure doing business with you.

You really think that's binding?

It's gonna have to be.

Hey,

how's it going? You maybe wanna...

Dance or hang out for a second or two? What's that supposed to mean? I mean,

even with your minion draft the whole night, I thought you forgot about me.

You're the one who went out to talk to whoever in the hall.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

Can we just hit a reset button for tonight, Dan?

Where are you looking at?

I'm here.

No, you're not.

You have something to say, just say it.

You haven't made it easy to talk to me about things.

It's not like I don't know what you're going to say.

So go ahead, say it.

I let you pick Coward to be the crotch because you said you could control him.

Apparently you can't.

Why do you even care? You don't go to the school anymore.

I care when the girl I thought I liked does something despicable.

Kind of makes me question my tape. Will!

Will!

Wait.

Dance with me.

You okay?

You okay?

No.

I gotta keep smiling, right?

Look, I know you're mad at me for ditching your crotch. No.

You were right.

It's not worth it.

I'm gonna kill it. What do you mean, kill it?

I have a plan to save face for Tripp, but I have to burn the whole thing down.

Well, I'm not gonna let you burn in town without me. No.

You can't be next to me when I do it. I mean, the consequences are... What?

Everyone will hate me.

I'll be a loser and an outcast.

It's a lot better than being invisible.

Farrah, come on.

I'm not going to let you kill our monster without me.

Fine.

At 11 o 'clock, we'll kill the crotch.

Together.

What do we do until then?

Song's not over.

I'll be right back.

It's almost time. You ready to do this? Hey, I was just trying to find you.

I just saw Hannah go outside alone. She was pretty drunk. How drunk? Drunk

enough that you should definitely go check on her.

Do something heroic.

I'll wait for you.

Any place you want to go, we can just stay at one of them. Hey.

Most of you know me as Farrah Kutney, but I think it's time that you know me

as someone else.

On the last day of school last year, I opened my locker and I found a package

containing a note and a hard drive.

It was from last year's crotch asking me to take over the gig.

And I did.

Did you know about this?

I thought it would be fun to have that power.

And it was for a while.

Until this week.

An anonymous emailer sent me that photo of Tripp and I posted it.

That was a huge mistake.

And I am so sorry about that.

Not only was posting it wrong on a moral level, but it turns out that the photo

was fake.

It was photoshopped.

I saw the original, and it was taken the night of the gender equality town hall.

I was just so excited about posting it that I didn't even check to see if it

real.

Look, I don't expect anyone, let alone Tripp, to accept my apology.

But I am truly, truly sorry.

And to that end, I want everyone to know that the crotch is dead.

At least while I'm in charge it is.

It was you all along.

I came to you in a time of need and I asked you if you knew who it was.

And you lied to my face.

I know I did. I thought we were on the same side, Farrah.

I guess we never were.

That makes me sad for me and for you.

Oh, I take it you weren't in this alone.

No, it was all me.

And you're lying to me again.

Sarah, I would have done anything to help you, but you just shut me out. I

you lied to most people.

But I always convinced myself that there was good behind the lies.

Turns out I'm the idiot for believing in you.

Forget her. She's not worth it.

Wait.

You fell on your sword for Trip.

And you don't even like him.

Then you fell on your sword for me, too.

I don't care what anybody says.

You are the best person I know.

You're wrong, coward.

I'm not even good to you.

I manipulated you into being the crotch so that I could pull the strings.

You think the crotch chose you?

I handpicked you because you're socially awkward and you've always had a crush

on me.

I thought you'd be easy to control. And guess what? I was right.

I am not a good person.

There's always that moment.

After the domino maze falls, where you're sitting on the floor surrounded

what is now just a giant mess.

Hey, Farrah.

Do you need a ride?

What? No.

Okay, look.

I know that you don't think I'm the most trustworthy person in the world, but we

were best friends for a really, really long time. And there's no way that what

just heard in that gym is what really happened.

I know you.

That wasn't you.

It was.

Stop buying it.

Look, you don't have to tell me the real story.

I trust what you said was for the right reasons.

I just want to go home.

Okay.

Take you home.

In that moment, with the dominoes scattered all around you, you're left

choices.

Either pack up your dominoes and find another game,

Or pick up that first domino and make a move.

Because your next play needs to be even better.

If

you

are struggling and need support as a lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, or

questioning youth, Call the Trevor Lifeline at 1 -866 -488 -7386.

It's free, confidential, and trained counselors are there 24 -7 to listen

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Finally it's okay to just let go and love.

Let go and love.