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Look at her bounce.

If

you

could have any superpower in the world, what would it be?

Flight? Super strength?

Invisibility? Turns out, making yourself invisible.

Isn't that hard?

First, you need camouflage.

Wear all black and you're basically a human shadow.

And when it comes to eye contact, don't make any.

Keep your head down with a hobby that looks like schoolwork.

And most importantly, avoid people in general.

Full fat yogurt on her?

Really? My mom packed my lunch.

I'll find a new mom.

Thank you.

They can't hurt you if they can't see you.

Unfortunately, you can't avoid all people. Like your workout -obsessed

Hi, honey.

Or your sedentary father hiding snacks from that mother.

Oh, hey.

Fixing this light again.

Got any homework?

Okay.

See ya.

Love you, hon.

And that's it.

One more day of invisibility in the books.

And the rest of the day is yours.

But no matter how hard you try, some things are too beautiful

to stay tucked away.

Lenore?

Lenore?

Lenore!

Do you have a partner?

For what?

Everyone's pairing up for presentations.

Stick with me, okay?

All right.

I need a group of three.

This isn't difficult, folks. I can just work by myself.

Nice of you to join us, Kayla.

God, the pleasure's all mine, Miss Hall.

You do know that attendance isn't optional.

You know me.

More of a special appearances type of gal.

You want to make a special appearance at graduation?

Yes.

Then you need to complete the group project. You're working with Lenore.

Who?

How could you miss her?

You two will be presenting on the migration pattern of blue whales.

That's enough.

You know what? There are plenty of other topics to cover, so we'll just pick

another one. Why?

Whales are majestic creatures.

Kings and queens of the sea.

I want to do our presentation on whales.

Okay.

Best presentation you've ever seen, Ms. Hall. All right, Kayla. You'll be

talking about it for years.

Just make sure that you include your partner in this presentation of the

So, should we meet up after school?

Your house?

Lenore. She's creepy quiet.

She's shy. Okay, and there's nothing wrong with being quiet.

My grandma says that we can never trust the quiet ones. Your grandma learned

English watching Mime or Murderer.

He escaped on the elevator, but there was no elevator.

Doesn't mean she's wrong.

Kayla, this is your third time taking my class.

I thought you said you love having me in your class.

The first time?

Yeah, but I don't want to fail you a third time.

I know it's been a hard few years for you and your family.

That kind of loss, I can't even... No.

It's okay.

I'll pair up with Lenore.

But if I get murdered, you'll have to tell my grandma I told you so.

You're not going to get murdered.

Oh, God, please don't get murdered.

Your luxury friend will not be able to resist my well -pleased smoothie.

She's not my friend. We're just working on a school project together.

I need you to not be weird.

Not weird.

I believe the politically correct term is quirky.

Oh, I'm designing a logo for a cruise company. I'm trying to get inspired.

Dad, can you please not be quirky in front of Kayla? I'll have you know that

this quirky guy's side hustle...

Inspired you to design clothing, young lady.

Honey, I love you, but you screen print punny t -shirts in the basement.

These punny t -shirts are going to put Lenore through college.

Really? Well, that and my full -time job and your full -time job.

Okay.

I need a taste tester.

Pass. Come on, you don't know what you're making. This smoothie will boost

metabolism and add a day's worth of greens in one glass.

And tastes like a rabbit threw up.

I thought I said that in my head.

I'll get it. Wait, Mom.

Yeah? Hold on.

Stop.

Hi. Is Lenore home?

Yes, and you must be... Kayla.

God, she speaks.

Hello, partner.

Come in.

So many colors.

Ahoy there, Kayla.

Lenore, who is Captain Jamba Juice, and what is he doing in your home? Dad.

Be polite.

Namaste, matey.

Welcome.

Wow.

You really like dolls.

What?

Dolls.

They're everywhere.

Oh, um... Yeah.

Do you collect them?

Or make them talk to each other? I don't make them talk to each other. He wasn't

judging. I just think it would be really cool if that was the way that you

communicated. I don't use dolls to communicate.

Obviously not.

Look at us.

Talking like old friends.

Speaking of things you would give old friends.

Got any snacks?

You want my mom's 12 -grain smoothie?

My max is 10.

Oh, my sneaky hero.

What else you got?

Nothing. Oh, that good, huh?

Kayla, there's nothing. I don't have any more snacks.

Lenore. We're biology partners.

No secrets here.

Where did you get all of these?

Nowhere.

You stole them. What?

No wonder you don't talk. Scared of being identified in this fashion

ring you've got going on. Kayla, there was an unmarked fan out front when I got

here.

Do you think that they're watching your house? What?

Off the record, I would make a great accomplice. I made them, okay?

You made them?

Yeah.

How can you make all these clothes and dress like... Okay, don't take this the

wrong way, but...

You kind of dress like a widowed mall walker. How can I not take that the

way? It's constructive criticism.

Whenever I see you wearing your grief track suit, I can't help but picture an

old woman's dress walking through the food court trying to forget the boo that

she lost at sea.

Who taught you how to do all this anyway?

My dad.

Skipper?

Yeah. Oh.

He's a graphic designer, so he taught me how to make outfits for my paper dolls

when I was a kid.

I got pretty obsessed, so he got me a sewing machine, and I kind of

figured it out on my own.

You definitely did.

Why don't you wear them?

My clothes are fine. Well, mine aren't. They never have anything that I want on

my thighs.

Something that fits and looks good and has enough wiggle room for my ma 'ams.

Ma 'ams?

That's what I call my boobs.

Lenore?

Can you make me a dress?

Why? Why not? You have all these beautiful clothes just sitting in your

Why not make one for me?

I never made clothes for someone else before.

Lenore?

Please, please. You know. Do I have to get on my knees? What? Oh, my God.

Please, please, please, please, please, please. Fine.

I will make you one dress.

I knew you'd say yes.

Would you have let me say no?

Absolutely not. But it's about making you feel like there's an option.

So, I like the waist on this one and the train on this one.

Seriously? You're right.

A full train might be too much. And I want to look glamorous, you know?

My grandma was obsessed with old Hollywood films and crime dramas.

And I want to look drop dead, but not dead dead.

This really couldn't wait. And I don't want, like, please, but I don't want it

to be strapless, you know? Okay, that sounds like, uh, off the shoulder with a

sweetheart necklace.

Jasmine, I thought you couldn't take up any more space, Kayla.

Is that a fat joke?

Am I fat?

Why didn't you tell me?

Sorry.

I feel sorry for you.

Break up with her already.

Hey!

See you later.

Too ketchupy.

Too muppety.

Uh -huh. Too perfect.

My carpet don't smell like that.

Oh, my God.

I love her dress.

Yeah, you don't.

Kayla looks good.

Ew. Kyle, you're disgusting.

It's a miracle.

Kayla finally found a store that stocks her size.

Actually, a friend made it for me.

It's couture. Your friend's a designer?

Lenore Miller.

She's going to be so big one day.

If Lenore Miller gets any bigger, she won't fit through the doorway.

Make all the fat jokes you want about me, Sylvie, but leave Lenore alone.

Do you think that Lenore can make me a dress, like, very, very

secretly?

I'm her muse, not her manager.

Ask her.

Okay, so, where is she? She's in...

This can be up to 100 feet long and 180 tons,

making them the largest and heaviest living animal today.

Ms. Paul, does this presentation count as whale watching?

Hey, knock it off.

You know what my favorite thing about blue whales is, Lenora?

No.

Blue whales are big.

And that means they can crush you and they wouldn't even notice because

too busy living their fabulous deep sea lives to even notice. They're

consequential haters.

Haters? She means predators.

I meant what I said.

Well, that was illuminating. Thank you, ladies.

I didn't know you were such a whale advocate.

I'm not, but we gotta stick together.

However, whales are majestic creatures.

Like me.

It is true.

I'm glad you like it.

I love it.

I was going to come yell at you about that Wikipedia -ass presentation, but

oh my God.

Oh my God, I made a friendship!

Lunch?

Sure.

So, for my next outfit, I was thinking we could do something.

Girl,

we're just getting started.

Oh, my God.

Don't say no yet.

No. Sorry.

Reflex. What is it? The Fashion Institute's new designer showcase.

What about it?

So designers from all over the country enter, and if you get in, you can show

your designs off to buyers and judges and everyone.

I know what it is.

Everyone in fashion follows the fine competition, but what does it have to do

with me?

You should enter.

You're not laughing.

You entering the fines competition isn't a joke.

You must have thought of it.

I mean, sure.

Someday. Why not today?

Because I'm not a real designer.

So what have I been wearing?

Have I been roaming the streets naked?

Nobody is naked. No one is naked. Can you please not shout about being naked?

Only if you convince Lenore to apply to this.

Oh, oh, oh.

You have to do this.

You could get other kids from the school involved, and it would mean more

friendship. And the winner gets to show off their designs at New York Fashion

Week. This could legit make you.

All you need are four design sketches.

photos of the finished outfits, and a personal statement.

We got this.

I'll organize the photo shoot. You two tackle that personal statement.

And make the judges weep. That's my girl! I haven't said yes!

I have to think about it, okay?

Okay!

You said you'd give me space to decide.

I am giving you space to decide. But since we're on the topic that you

up, why won't you say yes?

Because I just started making clothes for other people. And they only accept

three designers a year. So there is no way that I'm going to get in.

Okay? Almost got it. Nope.

Oh, is mama's girl going to cry?

Oh, mommy's little girl.

Too late.

Hey!

Diamond alone.

What are you going to do about it?

Triple? Don't call her that, dude.

Someone might record it and you won't get into college.

Here's the deal.

My wheelchair goes 10 miles per hour.

Your crotch is right at punching level.

And I have incredible aim.

And we all know you only have one ball, Tyler.

No, no. See, no, that's not true. Yeah, it is, dude.

There's no shame.

I just got to know.

Are you ready to lose the other one?

Three.

Two.

One.

That was amazing!

You just made a senior cry!

Um, thanks.

Are you okay?

She in shock?

Diamond doesn't talk much. She's shy.

And brilliant.

Stanford's physics department has been trying to recruit her since the eighth

grade. Damn.

Are they gone?

No thanks to you, Tina.

You know I'm not allowed to fight.

Why? Who'd you beat up?

Myself, mostly.

I moved through this world like a drunk baby giraffe.

Why were they calling you a mama's girl?

Wow. You really just gave that to them, huh?

Hey, it's not Diamond's fault.

He can only wear kids' clothes.

Okay, so let me get this straight.

You're entering a fashion competition and you want us to be your models? Yes,

we do it.

But we're not models.

Do I look... like a typical fashion model to you, Lenore will work her

magic. Actually, I take very specific measurements and tailor everything to

body.

Like I said, magic. And she'll make your dream outfit come true.

Marcy, if you could have any outfit in the world, what would it be?

A pair of jeans that actually fit.

I'm talking dream outfit.

So am I.

Sorry.

It's fine.

I do have a dream outfit. I just seriously doubt you could do it.

No offense.

Try me.

Okay.

I want a suit.

A jade green suit perfectly tailored to me.

I want to look and feel so good that the girls here finally see me the way I see

myself.

Which is?

A future queer icon.

Okay.

I see that.

But I totally understand if you can't. I can do that.

Really? Yeah. I mean, we probably won't get into the competition, but at least

you all will have clothes you actually love.

What do you think?

We're in. They're in!

They're in!

I am so invested, you guys.

Hey, sweetheart.

Hi, Dad.

You can check in the cupboard, but, um... Hello.

Do you have any water?

Hi there. I am so thirsty.

How's it going?

Um,

hey, uh, honey, do I need glasses, or are your friends multiplying?

Well, if you had a ten -minute conversation with the neighbor's dog

so... True.

Come on. Okay.

Glad you're having fun.

Okey -doke.

Uh, honey, I think you left someone behind.

This is making me nervous.

Oh, I get it.

Oh, ring it.

Did you seriously do all these today?

I got excited.

I like the cut on this one.

That's an empire waist.

Of course it is. I'm regal.

It just means it sits higher up on the waist. It's like universally flattering.

You're universally flattering.

Okay, let's take some measurements. Hold me, Frank.

Hulk loves it. Thank you.

Okay.

Wow.

Okay.

You blinked. Yeah.

Butter turn. It's a classic.

neighbors lawn.

Your face is in my house.

Mrs. Miller, we were just going to leave.

So, yeah, file out. You're going to call me later? Thanks for coming by. Not

about the homework, though. I don't give a crap about that.

Okay, come back tomorrow.

Do you at least order salad?

Yeah, I tried, but they were out.

of all lettuce honey you okay um the turner house isn't

moving i need to do better no i wasn't done well how many slices did you have a

couple your physical is next week and you remember what the nutritionist said

one slice is serving well i mean everybody else had more than one slice

you're not everyone else

That's the part where you, the eternal optimist, correct me.

You're great at selling houses.

Do you think I like being the bad cop all the time? No, I...

Who the hell do they think they are?

We got you. We got you.

Hi.

I'm writing a piece on you for the school paper.

About me?

Yes. I would love to write a piece about you making me this kind of cat suit

that I've been dreaming of.

I don't want you girls to get too excited, but I reached out to my second

twice removed that's a photographer at Vogue, and she was busy.

But I did work a not -so -minor miracle, and I give you

your photo shoot.

This is just your classroom.

With the setup for school pictures.

It is.

And all I had to do was promise the owner, Vlad, that I would go with him to

grandma's 90th birthday party so she wouldn't mock him for being alone.

Just like Vogue. Right.

Thanks, Miss Hall.

I guess we'll start with Marcy.

Lenore, do you think I'd do all this and not get you a great photographer?

I really don't want to answer that.

Charlie, I was just telling the girls what an amazing photographer you are.

You are good, right?

I'm good. Good, good. That's great. Now, make some magic.

Hey.

So, you're a fashion photographer?

Um, technically, the people I photograph are always wearing clothes.

I mean, I really like your clothes.

I mean, the clothes you make.

But your clothes are fine, too.

She gets it. She gets it.

What I'm saying is, you lead, I follow.

I'm sure whatever pictures you take will be great.

What do you want people to see when they look at your clothes?

What do you see?

Confidence.

Power.

That they're capable of anything.

That's how I feel when I see all of you in my design.

That's how I feel in your designs.

Well, if our fearless designer wants confidence, let's give her confidence.

What the hell

is this?

Renor's entering a fashion contest.

The girls are her muscles.

It's me, bitches.

I would

love to do a piece on the girls for the school paper.

Can you send me the photos from the shoot once you're done?

Y 'all want to be in the school paper?

Yeah!

We'll take that free press, baby.

for the school paper?

I've dreamed of doing that since this morning.

I don't. Let's go.

Okay, so we uploaded Lenore's sketches, the photos.

Which look damn good.

Thanks to Charlie.

Thanks to you.

Seriously, two girls gave me their numbers, which beats my normal record by

Nice. And the jeans you made me Actually reached my ankles.

Not like these.

And I know I'm mommy's best girl.

But nobody else has to.

What she said.

So, all we have left is the personal statement.

Lenore Miller.

Why should your collection be in the Fashion Institute's show?

Tell us. Tell us. Because it would be nice.

Oh. The other designers should just quit right now.

You got this in the bag. I don't like talking about myself, okay?

Makes me feel like I'm bragging.

You should brag.

You are the designer behind Empire Waste.

What's Empire Waste? Your fashion line.

Universally flattering.

Just like.

I'm too young to pay rent. Wait, what about the essay?

I can't do that without you.

Yes, you can.

But I'll start you off.

Voila.

Thank you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Good night.

Loving your body.

just as it is, is a radical act.

Fire away.

Why can they never start these on time?

Hey, sweetheart.

How you doing?

You're supposed to be in the waiting room.

It's just a physical.

She texted me.

You need your one dad cheering squad, huh?

That's a nice smock.

Hey.

Wow, we have a full house in here, huh?

Can you hop up on the scale for me?

That's higher than last year.

We can run some blood tests.

Make sure everything's looking properly.

Thank you.

I just want to start off by saying this could have been much worse.

Who did this?

Who do you think?

Why is there a picture of me?

Charlie must have taken it.

Plus, right? It's a great photo.

I look huge.

I'm disgusting.

Lenore!

Out of my way!

Lenore? Don't touch me!

Okay. Okay.

Just breathe.

This is a filthy issue. Not yours.

Trust me. Just focus on the designs and the competition and everything. No!

What are you in for?

Panic attack.

You?

I think my zit might be cancer.

Hi. Hi.

Oh, you found her. Okay, great. I feel him.

What happened? Baby.

It's okay.

My baby.

Lenore, those girls are just jealous of your talent.

Imagine their faces when you win the competition.

What competition?

It's for the Fashion Institute.

I applied to their showcase for new designers. It's what the pictures are

Well, why didn't you tell me about it? I knew you wouldn't let me do it, so I

just... Honey, you're just not ready for that kind of pressure. That's all.

I submitted the application.

Dad said that I could, so I thought I would... Wait, your dad knows about

Yes.

Let's talk about this when we get home, okay?

Let's go.

Now, please.

Lovely to meet you.

I'm a big fan, okay?

I can do anything.

So, can I go home, too?

Nathan, no!

I'm good at this, Mom.

I am a good designer, and I want to be a great one, and this competition can get

me there.

Did you hear me? I said that I'm good. I know that you're good, but it won't

matter that you're good because people aren't going to see your talent. They're

just going to see you.

What?

I don't want to lie to you, Lenore.

I don't want to send you out in the world saying that nobody's going to

you as you are because I know that that is not true. I mean, look what happened

today.

I cannot let you get hurt like that again.

Honey.

Do you think I like working out all the time?

Yes. I don't. I do it because I have to.

Your grandmother always told me people judge your body before they judge your

body of work, and it hurt to hear that, but I knew that it was true.

So I'm going to ask you, do you think people are going to take you seriously

based on how you look right now?

No.

you up for success. Let me help you.

We can work out together. We can follow a diet plan together and then we can

reapply again next year.

What is this fat -shaming crap?

It's a public service announcement.

Being fat is not something to be flaunted, Kayla.

It's unhealthy, right?

But policing your friend's food is?

It's called discipline.

You and Lenore should really try it.

I mean, you actually used to be pretty before you, you know, gave up.

Everyone at the competition would really just see you as a joke, so I'm really

doing you both a favor.

Yeah, by destroying the confidence of a girl with actual talent.

You're a real hero.

She'll thank me later.

Kyle! Not funny.

What is wrong with you?

Well, guess what? I still suck at bowling.

You know what they say.

Split happens.

Split happens.

What's this?

Are you happy now?

Who did this?

Girl at school.

Well, when she wins at the game of life.

I know about the competition.

Good. Wow, that's great.

It was pretty cool, right? Huh?

No, it's not cool. She's not doing it.

What? You want her to quit because some teen psychopath with heinous layout

skills says she should? No, I don't want her to go out there and get her heart

broken. No one is going to take her seriously.

I take her seriously.

You didn't see her today.

I see her every day. I see her struggling to make herself as small as

possible so she doesn't take up space when she is just...

amazing just the way she is. You don't get it. It is different for girls.

Lenora finally understands that. The competition is off the table.

We will reapply again next year after she's taken better care of herself.

We even signed up for a gym on the way home.

You really think that she loses weight and everything is just going to be

better?

Rach?

No.

If she hates herself now, she's going to hate herself forever. It doesn't matter

how much she weighs.

You don't know that. Yes, I do.

Look at you.

Look at this.

All you see when you look in this mirror is what you need to fix, and it breaks

my heart.

Why do you feel like you need to change?

Listen, I love you.

And I'll always be here for you.

But I can't bear to see you treat our daughter the way you treat yourself.

Unit two, people. There is not a pop quiz tomorrow.

Okay, bye.

Lenore, I had no idea, honey. I... Hey.

Sorry, man. I gotta run.

Hey. Leave me alone.

God, you fat... What, for a fat person?

What? No.

I... I swear, I didn't know Sylvie was going to do that. Ms. Hall got her

suspended and everything.

Good. It still sucked.

Are you crying?

No, I'm sweating.

Are you sure?

Yes. I'm not exactly a runner.

Okay, thank God.

I'm crap with crying. Sweating I can handle.

So, I had an idea about the competition photos.

Oh, I'm not doing the competition.

You didn't get in?

Okay, first of all, they're idiots.

Second of all... No, I'm still in the running.

The judges requested an editorial lookbook or something, but I'm not doing

You're quitting?

But your designs are amazing.

It's not just about the clothes.

Oh.

I know what it is.

It was my photos.

In my defense, no one photographs well in fluorescent lighting.

But we can do so much better. Look, I've been doing research on past winners,

like, you know, looking at their portfolios.

It looks amazing.

And expensive.

No, it doesn't have to be.

See, you're looking at the low -budget king of scrappy photo sheets. If they

want editorial, we can give them editorial.

Please don't give up.

You deserve to have your work showcased like a real designer.

Because you are one.

Okay. Okay,

I know a great spot by the lake.

Great!

Water. Shut up, shut up, shut up.

Silence is physically impossible for me.

You know that.

So, what are you going to wear on your date?

It's not a date. It's a photo shoot, and he's just being nice. Yeah, I bet that

boy wants to be real nice to your face. Stop.

It's just another photo shoot, and I will wear what I always wear.

You're a designer, Lenore. You can literally make any outfit you want. But

don't deserve to wear them.

What size do you have to be to deserve to wear them?

A ten.

That's the size of all those beautiful clothes in your closet?

Yeah.

Therefore, when I hit my goal weight, which is never going to happen,

I've tried to lose the weight.

I've been on diet since I was 11.

Nothing ever worked. And I just... I give up.

I get bigger.

I know that you're trying to make me feel better.

But just because you say that I'm fine the way that I am... doesn't mean I feel

it.

I wasn't going to say that you're fine.

I was going to say that I love you.

Just as you are.

Well, you shouldn't.

Nobody should.

Why not?

Because my mom said that... Listen to me, Lenore Miller.

You are a beautiful and talented and kind and loving girl.

But promise me something.

So something for Saturday that's beautiful and that's actually your size.

Because you deserve to wear it.

Good.

Might be changing with the seasons. That's alright.

As long as we can dream it. That's alright.

Cause nothing will compare to.

No, no, nothing will compare to.

Back when we, we were young, we were young, we were young.

Sitting close at the table.

Wanting more but unable.

This isn't me blowing smoke up that statement piece of a booty. You look

incredible.

Let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

Go, go.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What's going on here?

What? Are you going to church or some kind of upscale funeral?

No. Then why are you covering up your beautiful creation with this?

I always cover up my arms.

It's a sleeveless dress.

But I don't like my arms.

That's it.

I declare the right to bare arms.

You're going to shoot Lenore for wearing a cardigan?

I'm talking about these bare arms. They aren't meant to be covered up, and who

cares if they flap when I wave? It's just an extra hello.

But what if other people think they're ugly?

Forget other people.

Trust me, Lenore. If you like the way you look in your body, no one else can

bring you down.

Make it up.

Yes. Okay. A million times better.

Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

Bro,

where's my trailer?

Hair? Makeup?

There's a public bathroom around the corner, but I wouldn't risk it.

Huh.

I'm missing it.

You look... I mean, your dress is really...

purple.

Thanks.

It is.

Y 'all deserve each other.

Can't get it. I'm feeling good, you know you can't make this up. Can't get it.

Ooh la la la la, ooh la la la la.

Ooh la la la la, it's too hard to tell.

Want one like that?

One more quote, you and me.

Oh, but we don't have any photos together, and I want to remember this

with you.

Let's do it.

That's a wrap.

Cool. Thank you, guys. Um, Lenore, you want to look through the photos with me?

Um, sure, yeah.

I want to see you.

Okay.

Let's give the artiste some space and you and I can talk about how to read

clear things.

I was hit in the face with a signal flare one.

Wow, everyone looks so good.

Because you're a great designer.

Thanks. Seriously, it's like a superpower.

And it's way cooler than what I do.

Photography's cool.

I mean, uh, my other hobby.

Which is?

Are you okay?

Sure. I'm part of a LARPing club.

LARPing? Live -action role -playing.

Oh, that's the thing where people run around dressed like wizards and knights?

And warlocks and elves doing spells, yeah.

I've never seen you hang out with those kids at school before. I wish I was as

confident as them.

A bunch of us hang out in the park a couple times over on weekends.

This is my cape.

Did you hot glue this?

Maybe. No.

No way.

You deserve a properly sewn cape.

You don't have to do that. I want to.

It's a thank you.

What are you doing?

Kissing you.

Why?

Is this some kind of joke? Why would it be a joke?

I should go.

Hey. Thanks for the pictures.

I'm gonna need you to reschedule your doll slumber party for tonight.

Why? Also, I'm not having a doll slumber party.

Kyle invited us to a real party.

Wait, like Sylvie's Kyle?

Yeah, Sylvie's ex -Kyle. He broke up with her after all that flyer crap

somebody has taste.

Do you like him?

Only for like a very brief two years.

Plus, our couple name, Kyla, would be grossly cute.

Well, you should totally go.

But, um, I think I'm just gonna stay here tonight.

So, that photographer tried to kiss you, huh?

Charlie told you?

Of course he told me. He's scared of me.

And he's worried that he freaked you out.

Great. Because he likes you.

He shouldn't.

Because he couldn't like someone who's fat?

No, I don't mean... Fat isn't a bad word, Lenore. Just in the mouths of

who think it makes you less of a person.

See?

Wow, you're so cool with it.

I wasn't always.

Especially not after the sixth grade when I gained 30 pounds.

Dancers were not supposed to look like that.

You were a dancer?

I wasn't just a dancer.

I was the best.

Sylvie's mom ran the studio.

She was this former professional dancer.

And I wanted to be her so badly.

And I could have been.

She said nobody else moved like me.

Sylvie hated me for it.

But after I gained the weight, it was awful.

Sylvie's mom said I was ruining my potential, that dancers had to have

discipline when it came to their bodies.

But no matter what I did, I couldn't lose the weight.

And I just felt so wrong in my own body.

So I quit.

Well, what happened after you quit?

Sat around.

Ate my feelings. Got bigger. You know the drill.

Yeah, I do.

My mom and grandmama didn't get it. My mom always said that my hips were her

gift to me.

But my dad... He was heartbroken.

He was that embarrassing parent at the recital yelling, that's my girl.

He got sick when I was a freshman.

Pancreatic cancer.

Really bad.

I hardly went to class.

I just wanted to spend all my time with him before.

Even with all the treatments, he never stopped pushing me to get back into the

studio.

Then he was gone.

Kayla, I am so sorry.

Me too.

Because he knew that I didn't need the perfect body to dance.

The only person saying...

And I couldn't because of the way that I looked was me.

And I know that you do the same thing to yourself.

Lenore, I am powerful and worthy.

Just as I am.

And you are too.

We're different.

hate myself.

Everything that I see is wrong and disgusting and huge and it's

my fault.

I know that I can't change the way that you feel about yourself but

it breaks my heart. heart to know that you can't give yourself

what you've given everyone else free clothes

confidence

party's at nine if you change your mind

You made it!

Everyone, you clear a path.

My best friend has arrived.

But the dogs kicked me out. They're so faint.

So we think diamonds and love.

Speaking of lovers, Charlie, get my girl a drink.

On it.

She was saying how she wants to date me.

I don't know how you're going to come back from this, man.

Come back from what?

Your fat girl fetish thing.

I don't have a fat girl fetish.

Kayla's incredible.

Incredibly large.

Look, I'm just the messenger, but everybody's talking about it.

Kayla's hot.

I'll prove it to you.

Kyle wants to go upstairs.

I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

You want to dance?

I don't really dance. Yeah, me neither.

You want to dance anyway?

Um... Yeah, okay.

Let's do it. All right.

queer icon.

No.

I made this time semi

-final.

have you been?

Everyone has been talking about how Kyle and Kayla went upstairs together.

I know.

I know.

That's why I've been getting intel on Kayla.

And?

Did you know that Kayla is an Aries?

And that Marcy smells like magic?

It's so funny.

I have a present for you.

Oh. Give it to me.

Oh. You think that Lenore made her bra too?

If that's what Kyle's into, then everyone else should know it too.

kyle ripped my zipper from all the way downstairs are you serious jesus it's

just a zipper no it's you sending a private photo of kayla to a hundred

sent it to one person who sent it to

We don't keep secrets.

Um, there's a... There's... There's a photo going around.

I want to see. Kayla, it's a photo of you.

Okay, come on. Let's get you out of here.

Here.

Show me.

I... I don't...

Show me!

Why would Kyle do this?

There you are, Kayla!

And I should have warned you about Kyle.

He's not a big fan of heavy lifting.

Kayla.

Kayla.

Kayla. Kayla. Leave me alone.

Can I help you?

What's wrong with Girl Scouts?

I'm Lenore Miller.

I'm Kayla's friend from school.

The designer!

Oh, Kayla talks about you all the time.

Well, I just came to check on her. She's a minute school, so I'm a little

worried. You're very kind.

She's okay, but she's not up to seeing friends.

I understand.

Would you mind giving her this, please?

Of course.

Well, thank you. Nice meeting you.

Wait.

Are you hungry?

Thank you so much for checking in, Ms. Hall.

Yep. Yep, she got the homework. Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.

And the handmade card.

Yes.

Yes.

I will let her know that you look forward to her coming back to class

-hmm. Okay.

Okay, bye.

That woman is a blessing.

This is really good.

Kayla's favorite.

I'm hoping the smell will lure her out of the room like in a cartoon.

Lenore?

I came to see if you're okay.

You two talk.

And I won't be listening directly from around the corner.

Eat something, please.

So when are you coming back to school?

Never.

I can't go back there.

Not after...

Not after

what happened.

Kayla, I am so sorry. Stop apologizing. I want to fix this. You can't.

I mean...

How am I supposed to face everyone when I can't even look at myself?

But you always said that it didn't matter. Forget what I said.

I was wrong.

I was stupid.

And now I know better.

What is this letter?

Sylvie, we need to talk.

Of course.

Everyone quiet down. Lenore has something big to say.

What you three did to Kayla at that party was awful.

Really?

I thought it was hilarious.

Kayla is confident and kind, and she would do anything for her

friends.

And the fact that you keep going after her over and over and over can only mean

that you really hate yourself.

Excuse me?

You know, I think that you have been jealous of Kayla for a really long time.

Because she loves herself just the way that she is.

And she loves her friends exactly as we are.

She doesn't try and change us or control us.

And we love her for that.

Kayla would never tear other people down to make herself feel better.

And you don't have to either.

Sylvie, it doesn't make you strong.

It just makes you lonely.

Maybe she's right, Sylvie. Shut up!

No.

I am tired of you telling me to shut up and telling me what to eat.

Lenore doesn't do that with her friends.

Fine.

Then go be friends with Lenore and her freak!

Lenore, will you make me a dress?

Very, very, not secretly!

You all suck!

Stop looking at me!

What?

My legacy.

I actually have the exact same question.

Define the Fashion Institute's new designer showcase.

Whoa!

That's amazing.

I knew you could do it. Well, I didn't, but it's real. It's real.

I'm one of only three designers challenging, and I get to show my whole

You have a whole line?

Well, not yet, but I get to show eight looks, and I have this whole collection

planned in my head. Oh, my God.

That's a lot. Are you sure that you're ready? I mean...

I'm just, I... I know you're scared, Mom. No, I... This is right for

me.

You don't have to come to the show if you're nervous.

Actually, it's probably better for me if you don't come at all.

Dad can take me, right?

Well, yeah, we can discuss this, but of course, I wouldn't miss it for the

world. Oh, man.

I feel like a pageant dad.

I have to tell Kayla. I have to tell Kayla.

Kayla.

Kayla.

I told you, I'm not going back to school.

But you really can't miss this, Kayla.

Grandmama. Girl Scouts. Girl Scouts.

Open the door.

I'll talk and you listen, which is honestly very weird for us.

Kayla, I am not your friend just because you stand up for me.

I am your friend because you inspire me.

Every single day.

Please.

Look, what happened? that that party would bring most people down, but not

Do you know how I know that?

Because you are strong.

You are brave.

You are worthy and loved exactly as you are.

There would be no Empire Waste without you, Kayla.

And if you hadn't encouraged me to apply to Fines, we wouldn't have gotten in.

Kayla!

Did you hear me? We got in!

Of course we did. I told you we would.

I know.

But I didn't believe you.

That's on you.

Well, then open the door so we can get started.

What if they laugh at me again?

What if I freeze, Lenore?

Well, then I will be there, right beside you, no matter what.

And if you're worried about me leaving you hanging in front of a crowd, I

actually told Sylvie that she hates herself in front of the whole school

What?

I can't do this without you, Kayla.

I won't do this without you.

I'm in.

We've got one month to do this thing. Can you design a line in one month?

Kayla, I can do anything.

Lenore? What?

I think we found our models.

So Marci's shoulder to wrist is about 18 and a half.

Thank you.

We just wrapped up our final fitting.

I just wanted to, you know, come by and wish you good luck and give

you this. This is my lucky elven coin.

Thank you.

Don't lose it.

Or lose it. I mean, I don't care.

I care so much.

Oh!

I have something for you, too.

I made some improvements. What?

This is incredible.

Thank you.

Oh, here. Yeah. I got this. I got this.

Here, let's get in the full set. Gotta get the full twirl, right? Give it a

spin, a spin.

Oh, thank you.

Of course.

Lenore, are you dating a wizard?

Dad, this is Charlie. Hi, Charlie.

And we're not dating. Why not? You don't want to date my daughter?

I am going to die right here. No, you cannot die right now. You've got a big

show tomorrow.

Sorry, Dumbledore's got to go.

I'll see you. I would, though.

Like to date you?

Take you on a date. I mean, I think that could be... Cool.

I'd like that.

Cool.

I'm gonna go.

Because you've got a show.

When did I start rhyming?

A wizard and a poet.

Dad!

I swear. Win -win.

of aggressive driving, so if I'm just going too fast, spritz me with this.

Hopefully I feel it through my blind rage and slow down.

Good luck, sweetie.

Thanks, Mom.

See ya.

Good luck.

Bye, honey.

Tina, what does it feel like to be amongst your kind?

Honestly, bad.

Okay, let's go.

You okay?

It's taking care of a rat problem.

You ready?

Do I have a choice?

Absolutely not.

But it's about making you feel like there's an option.

Mr.

Miller, over here.

Oh, hey. Hey, saved you some seats.

Oh, thanks so much. Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's all I... You saved him with your

capes. I did. You own a lot of capes.

Hi, everybody. Welcome.

Welcome. So good to see all of you. Hi.

Welcome, everybody. I am Stacey London. Welcome to the Fashion Institute's new

designer showcase, a debut for tomorrow's fashion superstars.

Okay, first up, we have Naomi Simpson with her collection about waist renewal.

Don't talk trash. Just wear it.

That can't be comfortable.

Next up, we have astronaut -turned -designer Costas Elias with his

says is inspired by the stars.

Gotta admit, that's pretty good.

There may be no sound in space,

but there's definitely style.

Wow.

I would totally wear that.

Next up, we have Lenore Miller and her collection, Empire Wait.

You can do it, darling. You can do it.

Come on.

Is she okay?

I got this.

Diamond, who's mommy's best girl?

I am.

Yes!

You made it. Now, Lenore says that her collection is about celebrating

Aside from creating a great fit, everyone who wears her clothes can feel

powerful.

So elegant.

She's floating.

And to show it, it's a party.

Are you going?

I'm so fresh.

Yeah, so fresh.

Cause we're gonna dance all night.

We up on that new thing.

We up on that new thing. We up on that new thing.

It's my daughter.

Yeah,

the door!

Wasn't that amazing?

Thank you guys so much, all of you, for coming.

Let's give it up for our three designers and their exquisite collection.

Oh, thank you.

And the winner of the Fashion Institute New Designer Showcase is...

Naomi Simpson.

For her collection on waste renewal.

I'm sorry, what?

Oh, man, you're kidding me.

I know what you mean, yeah.

Lenore?

Lenore?

Are you okay?

the greatest woman of my entire life.

Lenore Miller?

Yes, yes, yes, yes. This is Lenore Miller. She was robbed. Mom?

Mom, calm down. I'm not calm down. What you did out there was art.

That other one was an ode to a glad trash bag, like literal garbage.

You were incredible. I am so proud of you. Thank you, Mom.

Sorry to interrupt, but... Excuse me, I'm trying to have a moment with my

daughter, please.

I'd be careful if I were you. She took out two security guards to get back

I'm a buyer from Color Contrast, and I love your design.

I'm interested in buying a few pieces from Lenore's collection.

Well, you'd have to talk to our manager first.

Who's your manager?

Well, Empire Waste already has a few offers, but we'd be happy to hear yours.

And you? I'll be watching out for your modeling career.

Let's go talk contract, shall we?

Oh, she's so sexy when she negotiates.

She wants to buy my clothes.

She said I was a model.

You are a model. I know.

I always knew you were going to be a success from the moment I discovered

You were looking for snacks in my closet.

Unrecognized. Stop.

If you could have any superpower in the world, what would it be?

Flight?

Super strength.

I can't believe it. Oh, my God. That was incredible. You were amazing.

Always be closing. That's you.

My baby's lives were changed forever.

Well,

I already have my superpower.

It may.

And I just want you.

They can say what they want. They can talk.

You haven't heard from me. I'm really very quiet.

You'll find me in the lab, you see.

Not leading school -wide riots.

But grandmama, she seems to think the shy ones are suspect.

So here I am to clear the a -

Well, you wouldn't run with scissors, stare directly at the sun.

You should never ever trust the quiet one.

Did y 'all hear that?

No. Weird.

The quiet population is a group to keep your eye on. They move about the world

without you notice like a python. Though you may be thinking that this problem

is fictitious. Wrong!

All was ill, not beside anomalies You thought you wouldn't play with matches

Plug light sockets with your thumb And you should never ever trust the quiet

ones No way, no how

Only trust the light

When it comes to the soft spoken, bet your trust will soon be broken.

Cause those who are loquacious don't hide bodies in their face as well.

You wouldn't touch a hot stove, wear a red to offer us.

And you should never ever trust the quiet one.

I'm a girl cat. Never trust the quiet ones.

Jamie.

Well, I got you, baby. I got you. And I'm not letting anybody knock you. And

were beautiful, babe. You were perfectly made. And nothing in this world could

ever stop you.

Long nights of loneliness are over.

Dark days of death.

You are a brilliant star.

I got you, darling. I got you. And I'm not letting anybody knock you. You're a

beautiful baby.