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You're supposed to be working on your album for Milly Eyelash. Shoo-ba-choo.

Rude. You shoo-boo.

I haven't written anything yet because of my writer's block. This Halloween

deadline has me so freaked out.

I'm hoping that my show will inspire me.

The big stink.

When London's number one problem was a number two.

Well,

I'm here in a professional capacity.

As the school's new theater critic, I get to sit back and look judgmental.

I was born to do this.

Let's sit over there.

Next to me?

Right. You two need your space.

Now I thought I was dramatic.

Oh, Brittany, Elijah, I saved you seats.

Here, I brought ponchos. I don't know what kind of show this is.

That's a big stinkin' London governor.

Oh, boy, oh, paper, my dear boy.

May you, my, if only someone could invent sewers to more efficiently

dispose of our waste.

I must fix this. Tis my... Duty.

Oh, I said duty.

What?

sweltering summer back in 58 the river filled with goo no loo to flush this

stench was too much whatever shall we do do

Parliament please help us out gotta fix the plumbing first

government there's a stinky drought the city's about to burst water's

undrinkable make it unsinkable me oh my the smell was unthinkable that summer

Why are you applauding? You slept through the whole thing.

I had to.

I can't start hating theater before I even make it to Broadway.

All I've got is a trust fund and a dream.

I quit pro ball.

I thought education would be more fun.

I'm not complaining.

I'm just stating my truth.

Oh.

That felt amazing.

Did it look amazing?

It looked like you felt it was amazing.

And that's what's important.

Demi, I am so proud of you.

That was like... Yeah, you know... Sorry I missed all of it.

My bangs are getting long.

That was a tour de farts. I mean, farts.

Thank you. My teacher gave me a bunch of worthless notes. I gave him one back.

Hush.

Self, I'm counting on your glowing review so I can rub it in his face.

I'll let you know what I stink.

I mean, think.

Hey. Hey.

So, I've missed you the last couple of weeks.

Stupid prophecy.

Dumb stupid prophecy.

You guys need to respect that dumb stupid prophecy.

The album starts now.

Lost it.

Halloween is right around the corner and I haven't written a single song.

Come on, V.

Push through this writer's block and just jot down the first thing that pops

into your head.

You brought a gift?

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah, she has beetles.

No! No beetles!

Ooh,

unless I write about them.

What rhymes with beetle?

Don Cheadle.

V,

that song is already written.

Do you want to hang out?

Run lines or something?

Maybe I could take you for ice cream because you're so hot.

I mean, you said you were hot.

I didn't say you were hot. No, I mean, I don't think you're not hot. Anyway, what

were we talking about?

I have got to get out of here. I'm driving myself batty.

Whatever shall we do-do?

Ugh! Whatever shall I do-do?

I still have to write a review about that stink show.

And I still have writer's block.

This whole Elijah prophecy thing has me backed up.

Creatively.

It's too bad you can't just mind control yourself into not having feelings for

him anymore.

Oh, my goblins! Sophie, that's a great idea!

V, you are so over Elijah.

I wonder if it worked.

Oh, there's Elijah.

Hey, guys.

Hey, sis?

Okay.

Promising start.

How do you feel? Any beetles?

Nope, not a one. Yes, I'm cured!

Sophie, you loved Demi's show.

Nope, still a stinker.

The crows are finally gone.

Hey, no need to be catty. I didn't have anything to do with them.

The universe doesn't want this prophecy to come true either.

No, it's not a cat-tastrophe.

Things are going according to plan.

Luckily, he's making my mission easy.

Now I just have to make sure Elijah moves on too.

I passed her at her locker. She bro-ed me.

Bro-ed me.

To be fair, you do give up raw energy sometimes.

It's the constant fist bumps.

It's fine, though.

Sometimes I even like to blow it up. Just... Oh,

did Elijah get friend-zoned?

Excuse me?

It was a mutual zoning.

Elijah, at a time like this, you need to keep yourself busy with friends.

Like Britney.

Hey, why don't you guys post a dance video to take your mind off V?

My genius is rubbing off on you, Rumi.

Hopefully my style will, too.

I've got tons of new followers.

They'll love you.

Yo, I'm not really feeling it.

Look at that!

You and me-

elijah i'm still blocked i'm hoping it'll help and they have free donuts

good luck that club didn't appreciate me but not everyone can write a banger like

unstinkable hey is this the songwriting

club i hope so it would be a little weird if i was about to sing in chess

club

I read a draft of your review.

Two thumbs and a pinky up? That show stole the last four hours of my youth.

Uh, I know it wasn't perfect, but the ribbon dance that we did with that

toilet paper was masterful.

I laughed, I cried.

Honey, we all cried.

Listen, critics have to be honest.

True feedback is the only way that an artist can grow, and that boy needs to

grow.

I cannot sit through a show like that next year.

Okay, okay.

I'll take another pass. All right. Thank you, dear.

The water's undrinkable. Make it unstinkable.

Get it out of my head. Get it out of my head.

That was really good.

It's James, right?

I don't think I've seen you before today. Are you new?

Um, yeah. I have math class with you. I sit behind Elijah.

Oh, Elijah.

Yeah, we're bros.

Anyways, how long have you been blonde?

So, show me what song you've been working on.

This looks a bit like your to-do list.

Try to write a song, panic about deadline.

Question all of my life's decisions.

Wow, looks like you're a busy girl.

Uh, actually, you missed screaming to avoid.

I might have some personal stuff distracting me.

I'm gonna add something to your list.

Meet James at karaoke.

Tomorrow night.

It'll get you out of your own head.

Are you in?

I'm always in for karaoke.

Cool.

Whoa, even my beetles have beetles?

Hey, have you seen Brittany and Elijah's dance post?

I just did.

Oh, and the hips don't lie.

So what's the dip on that complication ship?

Well, between us, it's giving total rom-com.

I'm going to get some popcorn and watch the real roommates of Wilson Hall.

Really?

Wow, our dance host is starting to blow up.

Yeah, but look at these comments.

Cutest couple ever.

I totally ship this.

Hold on.

Instead of Brittany and Elijah, they think we're Brittany and Elijah.

We've got to set them straight.

We will.

Eventually.

But right now, we're hot, so we should let it play out and grow my fan base.

I don't... I've gotta go to class.

We'll figure it out later.

Total rom-com vibes.

Hmm. Same time tomorrow?

All right, glowing review, where are you?

Oh, here you are.

Demi Felocin's one-man show.

Big fat stinker?

Must be a typo.

Self-indulgently theatric?

The play was at least two hours too long!

At least the toilet knew when to flush!

Tell me, are you up here? I need to talk to you before you see my review.

Too late!

I've been betrayed!

Et tu, Poupe?

Oh, you're really angry.

Oh, yeah.

I'm seeing red right now.

So am I.

You know what?

I'm going to give you a moment. I may have misread the situation.

Okay.

I'm checking in on my favorite character. I'm a student.

Elijah storyline.

Oh, I mean, you talk now.

Well, I'm sure they're just friends, but it's all good.

Elijah and I are bros now. Bros for life. Bro ever.

Good for you.

Now you can come to my single lady's luncheon. We play Taylor Swift bingo.

Hi,

James. Hey, V. I'm glad you came.

Welcome to Karaoke in the Quad.

Now, this is a safe space.

Well, as safe as any space filled with a bunch of judgy theater kids can be.

Okay, first up, singing Meet Me in the Stars by Milly Eyelash is James Jordan.

First is so hard. You gotta warm the crowd up.

Well, the best way to warm a crowd up is to go on stage with somebody who's fire.

Ooh, sequel alert.

You got some popcorn.

We're not together.

Right. Right.

It feels weird that everyone thinks we're Athena.

I know.

To us, it's icky because we grew up together.

So, just think of it as a PR relationship.

People like it when beautiful people get together.

Oof. I did do a double take in the mirror this morning.

Gave myself a little wink too.

Let's see if we can top our last post.

over 30,000 views.

Wow. I was thinking I should at least let V know what's all in that.

Dude, don't be that guy.

Move on. She bro-ed your butt.

Again. It was a mutual decision by both our butts.

Tim McCrae's choreographer commented, more please, I'm obsessed with you two.

That Elijah defies gravity.

He thinks I'm wicked? Good.

Let's go.

This is for you, Team Tate.

If you take my hand in mine too

To be by your side What if you take my hand And run into the sky Meet me in the

stars And we can fly Meet me in

the stars And we can fly

So

how do you feel?

Still got that writer's block?

Sort of, but I feel much lighter.

That was fun.

Even the judgy kids liked it.

Yeah, we should hang out again.

Oh, like another karaoke night?

Actually, I was hoping that maybe next time we can just do something the two of

us.

Wow, just the two of us.

I guess that could be cool.

We could go to a movie and then maybe after I can take you out for some ice

cream.

Maybe I could take you for ice cream. Take you for ice cream. Take you for ice

cream. Ice cream.

Oh, bad!

Oh, not the hair!

No, no, no.

It's just... There was this guy and I've been trying to block him from my mind to

make myself feel better.

But I realize now that that's just not possible.

So Saturday then?

I'm really sorry, James.

You're a great guy.

It's okay.

I'll get a great song out of it.

Thank you for being honest.

Rose?

Rose.

Bean! Hi!

What's the tea on you and the oh-so-cute James?

Huh? Oh, um, there's really nothing going on. Oh, so Dreamy Great Singer's

not your vibe?

Apparently not.

Look, I really... think that Elijah and I made a mistake deciding to take some

space. Have you seen him?

Um, you know, as a matter of fact, I have.

Follow me.

Hello?

is coming from inside the friendship.

Haunting me is not a very mature way to express your anger.

Oh, you want mature?

Fine. I'm very hurt by your scathing review of my show.

So there.

I'm really sorry.

I had to be honest.

But I didn't say it was all bad.

Did you even finish reading it?

After I shredded it, then burned it, there was nothing left to read.

So then I buried it.

It's the gopher's problem now.

Well, I actually think some of your songs are really catchy.

Maybe you can take some of your teacher's notes.

And I might also take out the toilets monologue.

But that completes Flushie's emotional arc!

You hear yourself, right?

I guess I could be a little more open to feedback.

On a trial basis.

Good. You think you can cool down now? So we can be cool?

Cool.

And cool.

Ghost five!

Hey! Come back and get your landline, Grandpa!

And so I get it now. It's because I was avoiding my feelings.

Great lyrics come from real and honest emotions.

I just have to open my heart. Good for you. I fully support that. Now let's

find Elijah.

Don't go in there.

Why? What's in there? B, don't stop, you can't.

Sorry. I guess you hadn't heard the rumors going around.

I did.

I didn't believe them.

It must be true.

Elijah's with Brittany now.

I hope you aren't too sad.

Feeling a lot of things?

Sad isn't one of them.

Sad's not even in the building.

The photo should go.

Great. We look even more amazing than usual.

Let me see.

Yeah.

We cute.

We cute.

Adorable. Gosh, if I didn't know better, I'd think you two are really booed up.

Sorry.

I've had a day. Me too. Hand me my notebook before my brain explodes.

You're over your writer's block?

Did something happen?

Yes, I just can't talk about it yet. I need to get it on the page first.

Okay.

I'm a little scared, but mostly excited.

Vampirina's finally got something to say.

Correction.

Vampirina's got something to scream, cry, whisper, maybe even yodel.

I'll see where the night takes me.

Boo, you're feeling all the emotions.

Let the moment eat you red. I'm out of here.

Also, we have a landline now.

Dude, don't be that guy.