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Transcription is the process by which?

-DNA is copied to create mRNA. -MR.Yes.

The measure of one interior angle of a regular decagon is?

-144 degrees. -Correct.

Lily, you're on fuego.

MR.Keep it up.

-We are going to crush at regionals.

This is our year.

Hamton High is going down so hard.

We have them beat in... in History,

in Literature, in Math,

it's almost...

not fair.

You ever get tired of it?

Of what?

Winning?

Being a nerd?

Uh, Melinda Gates, RBG, Angela Merkel.

Nerdy girls rule the world.

Yeah, but just once, I want someone to look at me and think, like,

"Wow, she's so freaking hot."

Instead of, "Wow, she's so frickin' smart."

You know, like, just once,

I wanna get invited to a party that's not at a teacher's house.

I want that.

And, of course, she's talking to Ben.

Didn't you tutor him once?

Eighth-grade algebra.

Best hour of my life.

Not that he remembers.

Why would he when he has Ms. Perfect?

Nobody's perfect, Lil.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Just... wish I could be, like, a little closer to it.

Whoa.

Is that our sub?

MS.Put the books away.

We're gonna try a new approach to art class today.

We're actually gonna paint something.

Crazy, right?

-Excuse me?

What are we gonna paint?

And you are?

Lily.

Well, Lily, the thing about art is it can be whatever you want.

Haven't you ever heard the phrase, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"?

-My house after school?

Pizza and practice?

Okay, but we're getting olives.

No way...

You promised.

No, no. It's Ben. He's walking towards you.

-What? What? -Just be cool.

Hey, Tutor Girl.

Ah...

You remember.

Yeah, uh, eighth-grade algebra. How could I forget?

-So, um...

if you're busy, I totally get it.

But I'm having a party, and I was wondering...

My dad is gonna make me call it off if I don't ace this geometry quiz.

So do you think you could, like, tutor me?

I get it, it's... it's last minute.

Yeah, I, I would be happy to.

-Should I come over or...

You don't have to. Uh...

I'll just email you my questions.

You're in the school directory, right?

Uh-huh.

Uh, you're saving my life.

I owe you big time.

Boys are dumb, Lil.

I will see you in study hall, okay?

-Pretty girls have problems too.

Uh...

Yeah, I... well, I'd kill to have Harper's problems.

Believe it or not, once upon a time, I was an awkward 15-year-old.

Had a face full of acne and the unibrow struggle was real.

-No way. You're... you know, you're...

Growing up is tough for everyone.

Give it a few years. You'll blossom.

Few years, right.

Well, see you around, Lily.

Can you keep a secret?

What?

What if I told you there is a way to skip the years,

transform yourself into something that will make Harper look basic?

-I mean, I'd say, yes, please.

A beauty app?

Yeah, I've used those.

It's not just any beauty app.

It's strictly invite-only, and I promise you, it works.

Look at me, I'm living proof.

Give it a try.

But don't tell anyone or you'll lose your edge.

It'll be our little secret.

Bye, Dad. Bye, Mom.

Well, hang on. What's with the mask?

The air quality index said unhealthy for sensitive groups.

Did you change your hair?

I'm running late, gotta go!

Hey, Carm.

Hey, what happened to you this weekend?

You never return...

Oh...

What?

-Can you believe it?

My parents finally caved and let me get a nose job.

-And it's healed already? -Uh.

Yes. Surgical advancements these days are, like, whoa.

You don't... You don't like it?

No, no. You look amazing.

Beauty and brains, I'm here for it.

-Hey, Mae Jemison.

She's a total babe and a total brainiac, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Her song lyrics are, like, so deep.

Song lyrics?

Mae Jemison, the astronaut.

The one you idolize,

and you wrote that brilliant essay about her last semester?

Oh, you said Mae Jemison.

Mm-hm.

Sorry. It's, like, it's so loud in here.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Are you coming?

Yeah.

-Let's go.

Okay, easy one.

Pepin the Short was the first member of which Frankish noble family

to become king?

Uh, you know, Carm,

we don't need to be prepping for Quiz Bowl every second of the day.

Crazy idea.

How about we talk like humans instead?

Oh, wait. You said like humans.

-Lily!

Lily, wait up.

We were just talking about your brows.

-You were? -They're beyond.

What's your secret?

I, I don't have a secret.

I just, um, get, like, a vision,

and then, I try to match that vision.

-- And that highlighter. -- Heaven's Hue, right?

Looks amazing on you.

Thanks.

If you ever wanna trade tips, we're here for it.

We actually have some time now if you're not busy.

Uh, well, we act...

We, we actually had a plan to study for the Quiz Bowl.

It's not the end of the world if we skip a day.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, right.

Okay. You're the best. Love ya.

-MRS.Dinner's ready. -Busy.

MRS.Lily, come on.

Your dad and I feel like you've been avoiding us for days.

Yeah, it's because I have, like, a ton of work to do.

I'll eat later.

So, I'm not supposed to say anything, but someone stans you.

Really?

He's a total snack.

Level five thirst trap.

And he's on the soccer team.

It's Ryan Moscowitz.

Oh.

It's just that, um...

there's someone else.

Who is it?

-Spill. -I mean, it doesn't matter.

He's, like, way out of my league.

-Maybe not. -You look amazing.

Ben?

Yeah, well, the thing is, him and me, we're kind of...

Oh! I know, I know.

I, I was just kidding.

You just have to keep your expectations...

a little more realistic, Lily.

"You just have to keep your expectations a little more realistic, Lily."

Okay, Ben.

Say goodbye to Tutor Girl.

MR.Lily?

Where are you off to so early on a Saturday?

I have some stuff to do. I'll see you at Quiz Bowl.

Wait, I, I thought we were all going together?

Lily, can you please look at us when we're talking to you?

-What in the world? -Oh, my God.

-MRS.What did you do? -How did you pay for that?

How did this happen?

Oh, my God. Dramatic much?

-MRS.What... -It's just a makeover.

If, if you think we're letting you leave this house looking like that...

Okay, I get good grades. I'm home by curfew.

I just wanna feel good about myself.

Why can't you let me be happy?

Of course, we want you to be happy but...

-you don't look like you. -MRS.No.

Exactly.

That girl was a loser.

This girl gets what she wants.

MRS.Lily, wait.

-Lily? -Like the look?

Welcome to the semi-finals.

We'll begin with the speed round.

Radley High Team Rep, you're up first.

And your 60 seconds begins... now.

"What led to the collapse of the Han Dynasty?"

Kylo Ren?

-Uh...

That, that is incorrect.

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood" was famously penned by?

A yellow wood... nellow, yellow, yellow,

yellow, yellow brick road, yeah...

Dorothy.

-Incorrect.

"This Italian tower began its slant in the 12th century."

Uh, the Tower of...

Terror.

-Time-out. Substitution.

Hey, uh, what happened back there?

Chill, we still won.

Barely.

You need to get it together before the finals tomorrow.

It's not like anybody cares,

it's just Nerd Bowl.

I gotta catch the game.

Uh, we have the team dinner.

And you hate soccer.

Yeah, but Ben and I are kind of vibing, so...

Oh, is he vibing with you?

Or with whatever that is?

"Whatever that is" is getting thousands of likes, so...

What is wrong with you, Lily?

Nothing.

You know, Carm, you could use a glow-up yourself.

No, thanks.

Ever since your glow-up,

all you care about is sitting with the cool kids

and perfecting your duck face.

Aw, I get it. You're jelly.

You're so basic.

Lily.

Okay, let's just skip the lecture, please.

How about this, then?

You're off the team.

MS.Ugh.

So much for gratitude.

They wouldn't even be in the finals without you.

Did he really just kick me off the team?

Some people can't stand the sight of a butterfly.

They'd have you stay a caterpillar forever.

Don't let anyone make you feel bad about spreading your wings

and taking what's yours.

Lily, hey.

I passed the quiz, so party's on.

You're coming, right?

Totes.

Cool. See you then.

Take what's yours, Lily.

Lily, you made it.

This is... so lit.

Right, um, here, come on, I'll show you around.

So... you're, like, a serious baller.

Uh...

I don't know about that but...

it's cool to have, like, a stress outlet, you know?

Things have been kind of...

hectic since my parents split up.

Oh, my God, parents are the worst.

Yeah, yeah, it's been hard on my little brother.

I mean, it's been tough on both of us but...

for a ten-year-old...

Sadie's top is TDF.

I would totally slay in it.

Yeah. Um...

I'm, I'm gonna mingle.

Did she get stung by bees or something?

I don't think there's that many bees on Earth.

Lily?

Lily, what happened?

I, I glowed up.

Isn't that what you wanted?

What? No, no. I, I thought you were smart.

Someone cool that I could talk to?

Guess I was wrong.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Hello, is anyone here?

Hello?

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be here.

What's going on?

There are people in the mirrors.

Not people.

Souls.

Essences.

Who are they?

Girls and boys who believed their ears were too big,

or their eyes too small.

Who hated the shape of their body, who wished they had better skin.

People like you...

who were tired of being told to have more realistic expectations.

No.

No, I want my old life back.

MS.It doesn't work that way.

I give you beauty, and in return, you give me your essence.

No take-backs.

How could you do this to me?

Funny, I don't recall forcing you.

I simply handed you the brush, and this is what you painted with it.

Oh, don't beat yourself up.

I've known a lot of humans through the centuries,

and one thing's never changed.

They'll choose outer beauty over inner beauty every time.

Don't do that.

Your forehead.

I said, no take-backs.

MS.No. No!

Look what you've done!

I'm hideous.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

MS.No!

-Nubia?

Correct!

Yeah! Go, Carmen!

This final question will determine which team goes to state.

"The most common texture heard in Quranic recitation is?"

-Monophonic. -That is...

correct!

Yes!

Thank you.

Congratulations, champ.

I'm, I'm sorry, I can't tell you how sorry I am.

Please, Carmen, will you just...

Carmen, can you just look at me?

What am I even looking at?

I mean, you look like you again.

Because I am.

I thought being pretty and popular would make me happy,

but it wasn't worth everything I lost.

You hurt me.

I know, and I wish I could take it all back.

I understand if you never wanna speak to me again.

Good.

Glad you understand.

You were incredibly basic.

Beyond basic.

So, are you going to tell me everything that happened or not?

Carmen, you've no idea.

CARMEN Tell me about it...

All right.

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