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Dear Simon,

I know it's been a minute
since I've reached out,

and you were probably
thinking, "Wow!

I bet Victor finally
has his shit together."

But Simon, my shit
is not together.

My shit is...

Well, it's shit.

Benji wants to take
a break from us.

We've been far from
perfect lately,

but I thought we were strong
enough to get through anything.

And now, I'm not so sure.

So, I told off a priest.

Well, "telling off"
might be a bit strong.

Nobody had to hold my earrings,

but I did tell Father Lawrence
that we're quitting the church.

Cool.

And I found another
congregation in Five Points.

Their website says
all are welcome,

which is Catholic
for less homophobic.

Victor...

Is everything okay?

- Not really.
- Well, is it something you want to talk about?

No.

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If you're wondering how he
gets his hair that perfect,

there isn't a pomade in the
world that can do that for you.

Should we shave his head in
his sleep and make a wig?

We could share it.

Okay, that was
funny. Are you okay?

- Benji and I are taking a break.
- It was his choice.

- What? Why?
- I don't know. A lot of things.

I mean, he wasn't too thrilled
that I told you that he was in AA.

- Oh, no! I, I didn't tell anyone, I swear.
- No, no, no.

I know, and it's,
it's not your fault.

I shouldn't have told you.

But it's not just that. We've been
fighting about everything lately.

He says he needs some time to
figure out if we still make sense.

And now I just have
to sit next to him in pre-calc

and pretend like I'm
not dying inside.

How are you supposed
to learn complex math

while having gay
relationship drama?

Yeah, high school is demented.

Hey, what do you say
we get out of here?

What do you mean?
Like, skip school?

Scandalous, I know, but it
kind of works out for me, too.

I have this test
in third period,

and I did not finish
Lord of the Flies.

Who knew a bunch of hot British
boys getting stranded on an island

could be so boring?

You're right. Let's
get out of here.

But let's be stealthy about it.
I don't want to get in trouble.

Then fix your face and
unclench your butt cheeks,

'cause you look like you just murdered
your family, embezzled your inheritance,

and started over in Boca Raton.

I watch a lot of true crime.

Ah, not that way.

That's where Mrs. Potemkin
goes to chain smoke

and cry about her dead marriage.

I should teach a master
class on skipping school.

Although, I'd probably
skip that, too.

- So, wait, how do you not get in trouble?
- Doesn't the school call your parents?

Nope. I just email
the school office

saying it's some made
up Muslim holiday.

None of those old ladies in admin want
to go down for religious perse-cush.

Yeah, you see, I don't think "Muslim
holiday" is gonna work for me.

What are you doing?

: Hi, this is
Victah Salazah's mothah, Isabel?

Why are you pretending to
be my mom and not my dad?

: Um, I don't
know what your dad sounds like.

- Well, neither do they!
- Okay, well, it's too late to switch now.

Ah, yeah,
sorry about that. Um,

look, Victah's not gonna
be able to come in today.

Yeah, he'd kill me
for telling you this,

but he got into some bad
chimichangas last night,

and let's just say he got
it comin' out of both ends.

Yeah... Aw, thank you so much.

Aw, that's so sweet. Adios!

: She said to feel
better and to drink lots of fluids.

I hate you so much right now.

I never would have pegged you
as the "cutting class" type.

Hey. Don't judge a book by
it's extremely chic cover.

It's just sometimes I feel like

all these Creekwood kids are living
in their happy little bubbles,

and I'm not like any of them.

Sometimes I feel
outside of it all.

And when that happens,

I need to get out from under the tragic
fluorescent lighting and breathe.

But today's your day to breathe.
So, what do you want to do?

I don't know.

I can't stop
thinking about Benji.

I mean, we were supposed to go to
Mia's dad's wedding this weekend,

- and now...
- Okay, so we just have to get your mind off of Benji.

But everywhere
reminds me of him.

Okay, then we'll go somewhere you
and Benji have never been before.

A Benji memory-free zone.

I know just the place.

Here you go. Enjoy.
- Thanks.

Okay, what am I eating, and why
haven't I had it before?

- It's Tahchin.
- A crispy rice cake, with chicken.

Anytime I'm in my feels,
I have to have that.

It kind of reminds me of
my mom's arroz con pollo.

She used to make it every
Sunday after church.

Used to?

Well, now that she and
my dad are separated...

Oh, yeah. How are things
going with that, by the way?

I don't know. It's on the long list
of things that we don't talk about.

- What about you?
- How are things with your parents?

Actually...

Remember when I told you

I didn't finish Lord of
the Flies last night?

It's 'cause I was coming
out to my parents.

- What? Rahim!
- Why didn't you tell me before?

- I don't know.
- You were so bummed about Benji,

and I didn't want to
make today about me.

So, how did you do it?

This is humiliating,

but I wrote everything I
wanted to say on a notecard,

because I knew once I took it
out, I wouldn't be able to bail.

And I didn't. I,
I read it to them,

and they sat there for
what felt like six years,

and my, my dad said, "I'm really
happy you finally told us."

Wait. They were glad that
you "finally" told them?

Okay, so apparently,
my mom had discovered

my internet search
history when I was twelve,

and saw that I had been Googling
"Tom Holland" plus "penis."

No!

- Tom Holland?
- I know.

Anyway, thank you.

For helping me be brave.

No. Rahim, you did
that all on your own.

I'm... I'm really proud of you.

Is something going on?

No. Sorry.

Victor?

Dad?

Victor, why aren't
you in school?

That, that would be
my fault, Mr. Salazar.

I had to miss school today for the
Muslim Festival of a Thousand Pistachios.

Very sacred.

Uh, Victor had a free period,

and he was kind enough to bring me my
homework so I wouldn't fall behind.

- I'm Rahim, by the way.
- Hi.

Oh, uh, sorry. Uh, Victor,
this is, uh, my friend Shelby.

So nice to meet you, Victor.

Your dad talks about
you all the time.

He does? When?

PFLAG. Shelby and I, we know
each other from the meetings.

Uh, Victor, can we
talk for a second?

Happy holidays. I
just love pistachios.

- Are you on a date right now?
- Shelby and I...

Yes, we're seeing each other.

It's very new. It's too new to
tell you about, but here we are.

- Does Mom know?
- She does.

So, that's it?

You guys are never getting back
together? You're just giving up on her?

Victor, I'm not
giving up on anything.

- You're dating other people.
- You're not even trying anymore.

Look, I think that this is
a much bigger conversation.

And maybe me catching
you skipping school

is not the best time to have it.

Your friend over there,
he's pretty smooth,

but I wasn't born yesterday.

Are you gonna tell Mom?

If you head back to class now,
maybe I'll forget to mention it.

I can't believe
my dad got a girlfriend.

God. How could he
do this to my mom?

- Can I ask you a personal question?
- Mmm.

Do you think your parents
should get back together?

Like, do you think that
they're right for each other?

I don't know. I mean, last year,
they were constantly fighting.

And sometimes I just wished they'd
get the hell away from each other

and give us all a break.

Before that...

They were pretty magic together.

I mean, they were our age
when they started dating.

But maybe that's part of
the problem. You know, like

what are the odds that the first
person you date is the person

you're supposed to end up with?

- Okay, I don't care what your dad says.
- We're not going back to school.

It's time to turn the
self-care up to an eleven.

You know, I've never
actually had a pedicure before.

You're acting like this is news,
but those hooves are rough.

Linda, Michelle, the
number 4 special, please.

"Oh oh aubergine" for me,

and "clear" for my very
wild friend over here.

Okay.

Okay, why do you keep grinning
at your phone like that?

- Did Tom Holland slide into your DMs?
- No!

Okay? It's just this guy Charlie I've
been talking to on one of those apps.

- You know which one.
- Well, let me see.

Wait. Are all these
headless torsos in Atlanta?

This is just guys nearby.

Turns out there's a ton of
gay fish in the online sea.

And all the fish claim
to have 9-inch dicks.

Yeah, all the fish kind of lie.

Like when Charlie and I started talking,
we both said we were twenty-two.

But turns out he's a
senior at Thadwick Academy.

- Thadwick?
- Mm-hmm.

Damn. Your boyfriend's bougie.

- He's not my boyfriend, okay?
- We, we haven't even met.

We just text a lot.

And send the occasional
mildly scandalous pic.

You should ask him if
he wants to meet up.

What, like now?

You said I get to pick what we do
today, and this is what I pick.

I can't believe I'm
actually gonna do this.

I feel a pimple
starting on my chin,

and this isn't even one
of my top-tier outfits.

Well, lucky for
you, we're in a spa.

Linda, Michelle,
give him the works.

I have $17 in my wallet.

- Give him $17 worth of works.
- There we go.

Okay, you sure you
don't mind being here?

No. Benji's not working today.

And plus, I know where
we keep the pepper spray

in case Charlie turns out to
be a sixty-year-old murderer

whose kink is decapitating high
school students with a box cutter.

Do you think you're the only person that
watches true crime?

Oh, my God. I think that's him.

Okay, I would so let
him decapitate me.

- Maybe don't start with that.
- Right.

Go.

Charlie. Hi-yee!

I don't know why I just said
"hi" like that. I'm nervous.

- It's fine. Nice to meet you.
- Yeah.

You look just like
your pics, thank God.

A lot of people use those ring light
things that make their pores disappear,

and they end up looking like
hideous monsters in real life,

but you don't. So, drop
that skincare routine, sis!

- Thanks. Thank you.

What's good here?

Ah, well, the chili mocha
latte is my personal obsesh.

She's serving spicy,
she's serving sweet.

You need her in your life.

"Her" as in the, the coffee?

Uh, why don't you order,
and I'll grab us a table?

Hey, um...

Sorry. Uh...

You're, you're just different
from how I pictured.

- What do you mean?
- No, I just... Like the...

The way you talk.

And like, the way you... are.

Sorry, I

I tend to go for guys who
are a bit more masculine?

No offense.

Oh.

Yeah. It's
just my preference.

Yeah. No, if you're not
into it, you're not into it.

I kind of wish he'd
decapitated me instead.

I'm so embarrassed.

I can't believe
you just saw that.

- No, he should be embarrassed.
- What a dick.

- No. I, I get it.
- If he's into "masc" guys or whatever,

I'm never gonna be that.

I'm wearing lavender suede.

Okay, first off, that jacket
is fire, and you know it.

And secondly, don't let one stupid
boy ruin what's great about you.

Except it's not
just one stupid boy.

You know, a lot of people see me as
just this funny, fruity beanpole,

- and nothing else.
- All right, that's bullshit.

You're tall, you're smart,
you're super handsome.

Super handsome?

Stop. I'm just saying
that objectively,

you're a very good looking guy.

Okay. Okay, this is the
content I signed up for.

Can you start an OnlyFans where
it's just you complimenting me?

Maybe in an ASMR whisper voice?

I'm trying to tell
you something.

You're a catch, Rahim.

And, uh,

if we went to a gay bar,
you would totally clean up.

Well. I'm pretty sure you would
clean up at a gay bar, too.

If you were single.
Which you're not.

Because things are gonna work
out between you and Benji.

Maybe. Or maybe not.

It's just my mom.

Oh. Sorry.

- You know what?
- We don't we go to a gay bar?

Really? I don't have,
like, an ID or anything.

So? I went to one in New York,
and they never even checked.

Ugh, no...

- Okay, we can do this.
- Just act confident,

and try to make yourself look older,
like, like, beaten down by life.

Right.

- No. It's not gonna work.
- God, we're never gonna get in.

Screw it. Come on.

Remember this morning, when
you wouldn't even skip school?

Well, I guess you're
a bad influence.

Rahim?

Sorry. This is amazing.

I think if you keep
staring, you gotta tip him.

No, I, I mean... all of this.

Everyone's...

This is the first time in
my life where I feel like...

I know.

Just give him a dollar.

Go.

You are so full of shit!

Your number one hottest thing
about a guy is his brain?

Yes! Like if a guy hits me up
and he says, "You're handsome,"

but spells it Y-O-U-R?

Immediate block.

Okay, so number one is smart.

- You big liar. Then what?
- Then...

- A great smile.
- Um...

Symmetrical eyebrows.

I wouldn't be mad at
a cute hockey butt.

So, you're into athletes.

Their bodies, yes.

Their personalities, not
so much.

What about you?
What's your type?

Uh, Benji?

Your type is Benji?

Well, he was the first
guy that I ever kissed,

the first guy that
I ever dated...

I, I wasn't even sure I
was gay until I met him.

I mean, did I have
a recurring dream

where Charlie Puth and I were
trapped in a jail cell? Sure.

- Been there, dreamed that.

But Benji was the
only real life guy

that I ever
considered going for.

Then you went for it.

And he went for you back.

That's more than a
lot of us can say.

Listen, that guy at Brasstown
was a total asshole.

Yes, he was, but...

What I meant was...

I've never had what
you and Benji have.

- I've never even kissed a guy before.
- Oh.

You will.

Hey, it's karaoke time!

The first one of the
night is Victor and Rahim!

- What did you do?

Sorry, not sorry. Come on.

Victor Salazar!

Oh, shit...

We are so sorry, Mrs. Salazar.

But can I just say, vermilion
is totally your color.

How did you even find us?

A very worried woman
called me from your school,

asking if you were
feeling any better

from the poisoned chimichangas
that I served you!

We're not even Mexican!

And then I used my motherly
instincts to track you down.

Your brother showed me how
to do "find my iPhone."

Rahim, can you give
us a minute, please?

You're playing hooky
now? Hanging out at bars?

- When I tell Papi about this...
- He knows already.

About the skipping
school part, anyways.

We bumped into him at lunch,

and he was with some
woman that he's seeing.

Oh.

Yeah, so much for you and Dad being
the loves of each other's lives.

So, is this why
you're acting out?

- Are you upset about me and Papi?
- No! I mean...

I mean, maybe that's
part of it, but...

I think Benji's
breaking up with me.

What? When did that happen?

Last night. We got into a huge fight,
and now he's not talking to me.

- Mijo.
- Why didn't you tell me about Benji?

Because I thought you
might be... happy.

Happy?

Victor...

I need you to hear this.

Your happiness is my happiness.

If your heart is
broken, so is mine.

And I know you said that
Papi is the love of my life.

That's only sort of true.

You kids are the
love of my life.

There is nothing in this world
that is more precious to me.

And I know

that I didn't make you
feel that way this year.

I'll never forgive
myself for that, but...

I accept you, Victor.

I, I... love every
single part of you.

And I will spend the rest of my life
to make sure that you know that. Okay?

And if things with
Benji are really over,

I know you'll find
another wonderful person.

I... Not "person."

Another young man, who
is just right for you.

Why do I keep having these life changing
moments outside of gay bars?

What?

How many gay bars
have you been to?

I said "outside of gay bars."

Victor!

Super cool of your mom to
give me a ride, by the way.

I don't smell like
alcohol, do I?

My mom doesn't even keep
mouthwash in the house,

'cause it's a slippery slope.

You smell normal.

Uh, hey...

Um, I just wanted to, uh

thank you for cutting
with me today.

- I had a lot of fun.
- Me, too.

Best fake Muslim holiday
ever.

I should probably go inside
and finish Lord of the Flies.

Here's hoping they get rescued.
Or at least find some soap.

Goodnight, Rahim.

Goodnight.

Hey.

It's Benji.

- Take the call, honey.
- I'm not here. Just...

Hey.

Yeah, it, it was weird
not talking all day.

I missed you, too.

Uh, I, I, I don't want to rush
back into things either but...

No, yeah. I understand.

All right. Bye.

He doesn't want to go with me to
Harold and Veronica's wedding.

Yeah. He says, that, uh,

we need some more time
to figure stuff out.

I'm sorry, mijo.

But maybe a little more
time will be a good thing?

Maybe.

Can we go home?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

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