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Previously on 90210...

When people find out I'm gay, that's all I'm gonna be.

ANNIE: I totally understand

what you're going through.

I thought that everyone here

was gonna be shallow and superficial,

but then I lived here for a little while, and I realized

that people here are just as nice and genuine

as the people back home.

I think you are both amazing, beautiful people.

You're not at all shallow

and superficial like Annie said.

What?

What the hell is this?

I was just, uh, helping Emily run lines.

Don't you see it?

She won't stop until she destroys my entire life.

Who do you think they're going to believe-- you,

or innocent little Emily?

I'm Max. We're lab partners.

You know what, Max? I'm a lot of things.

An airhead, a clothes horse, an occasional bitch,

but I am not a quitter.

Oh!

I think I have the hots for a nerd.

He's cheating on me. Why would you think that?

Because I found this in his room.

(gasps)

Fine. I cheated.

Maybe it's time you try to move on from Navid.

I'm gonna find out who this belongs to,

and I'm going

to destroy her.

Wow.

This is an amazing specimen.

Oh, yeah?

It's... not as... amazing

a... specimen as you.

Ooh, Max.

Naomi.

♪ ♪

(equipment clattering)

(sighs)

(both sighing)

(glass clinking)

No. Wait.

This isn't right. Something's wrong.

No, nothing's wrong.

In fact, everything's as right as a 90-degree angle.

Come here, Naomi.

You know you want it.

(gasps, panting)

(sighs)

(seagulls screeching)

James Dean? I guess.

That's who you want to play you in your life story?

What? You're the one who made me choose.

You do realize he's dead, right?

Yeah. So?

So he can't play you in your life story.

Whatever, dude. Like Denzel Washington is any better.

Guy's, like, 50 years old.

At least he's still alive.

Dude, you suck at this game.

Yeah? You suck at pool.

Oh. Did-Did you just attack my skills?

I think I did.

Oh.

Oh. Attack this.

Oh, man.

NAVID: Hey, hey, guys! Oh, yeah.

Sorry. Sorry, man.

He's trying to work, idiot.

No, no. I just thought

you might be interested in this.

I got an e-mail from Kevin,

who normally covers my sports beat, right?

Well, apparently, he's got pinkeye,

and he needs someone to cover his upcoming matches.

And you thought we might be interested in this?

Including the girls' beach volleyball finals.

Ah.

And, uh, who is playing

in the finals?

Those smoking hot girls

from the Palisades?

Oh, yeah.

You guys coming with?

Hey, you know how much we love the Blaze.

Yeah, that's a bunch of bull.

Hey, guys. Hey.

What's up, Teddy?

Hey. What are you guys talking about?

Nothing much.

Yeah, just volleyball.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

(bell ringing)

Oh. (clears throat)

I got to get to class.

Oh, me, too.

See you guys later.

Sorry I'm late. Ugh.

I did not get a lot of sleep last night, and had to deal

with some treacherous eye bags this morning.

Well, your eyes look fine.

Thank God for hemorrhoid cream.

Excuse me?

Oh, it shrinks the tissue.

I would think you'd know that, seeing as

your job is giving guidance.

Well, I-I called you in

because I wanted to talk to you about CU.

Yes, good. I am here, and

I am incredibly eager to talk about college.

I can't wait to start at CU and meet some real men.

There aren't a lot of brainy nerds at CU, are there?

In college, it's actually considered cool

to be smart and...

Never mind.

Look, I got a heads up from the admissions office.

You've been wait-listed.

What?

I understand

you're disappointed, but being wait-listed

means they're considering admitting you.

That's good, Naomi.

I don't understand.

My SAT scores were much better

the third time, and I've been working on the Blaze.

Didn't you see my segment, "Is Fat Contagious?"

I did. It showed... a unique voice.

I'm sorry, Naomi.

I was wait-listed.

Oh. Hey.

Oh, hey, Emily.

(sighs)

Hey. Sorry about that.

No. I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going.

(clears throat) Thanks.

How have you been? Oh.

Um... okay.

Yeah?

Yeah. Things have been, um, okay.

Things have been actually pretty awful at home.

Annie hates me.

No way. Annie doesn't hate you.

I never should have auditioned for that play.

It was so stupid!

She totally hates me for it.

Emily that-that's just not true.

She called me a...

a "B" word.

Really?

You know, I worshipped Annie ever since I was a kid.

All I wanted was

her approval and her friendship.

And now she hates me.

And she's giving me

the silent treatment, and it's awful.

No, you shouldn't do that.

What do you mean?

If Annie saw you touching me,

she would probably accuse me

of hitting on you, and freak out or something.

In fact, we probably shouldn't talk to each other at all.

Annie would hate it.

Emily, that-that is just not true.

Ivy, come here.

Think I should get this sushi?

No. Come on. What, did you fall

on your head? Definitely do not get the mystery sushi.

That stuff's riskier than Fugu. Fugu?

Yeah, you know that Japanese puffer fish.

Really? You don't know what Fugu is?

Hey, I-I grew up in Kansas, okay?

(chuckles)

Um, well, it's got to be prepared perfectly

or it's poisonous.

Wow, that's cool.

It's like playing Russian roulette at dinner.

(chuckles) Kind of.

You know, there's this place downtown that has it...

if you wanted to go sometime.

That'd be kind of fun.

You mean, like, as friends?

Uh, well... I mean, I was actually,

I was thinking maybe more than friends.

Um... I can't.

Sorry, Ivy.

After what happened with you and Oscar, I...

friends is all we could ever be.

Got it.

You know, I'm actually gonna get out of here.

I don't... I forgot. I'm really not that hungry.

Silver, over here.

Sorry I'm late.

Any news?

Not yet. Giles is meeting

with the other producers this morning.

He said he'd call by noon, and it's...

(phone rings)

It's him! Wish me luck.

If this goes well, you might be

having lunch with the next Lauren Conrad.

Good luck.

(squeals)

Hey, Giles. How'd the meeting go?

What?

Yeah, but you were the one who came to me.

But there will be drama.

I'm all about drama.

Yeah, of course.

Oh, I'm not really sure he'd agree to do that.

Okay, yeah, you, too.

Bye.

What happened?

They have a lot of shows on their plate, and they decided

not to take mine to the studio at this point.

What does that mean?

It means it's over: my reality show,

my career,

everything.

Ade, ah, God, I'm sorry.

Is there something that we can do?

This is all Navid's fault.

What do you mean?

Giles just said

if Navid signed a release,

we could have put that huge fight that we had

in the pilot presentation.

I mean, that's the kind of drama we needed.

I can't believe that Navid is ruining my career,

on top of breaking up with me and cheating on me.

(sighs)

You know what? There is something you can do.

What's that?

You can help me find the cheating whore

who's ruined my life.

I cannot believe

we're graduating in a matter of months.

Mmm.

We're never gonna walk these hallways again,

or eat in the cafeteria again.

(gasps) We're never gonna have lockers

ever again.

Um, you're getting nostalgic

for high school?

I know. (chuckles)

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Oh, hey, so I applied to this place Drexel.

Drexel University?

Like, in Philadelphia?

Yeah, well, I figured they have

a good engineering department.

Oh. And, uh, Pennsylvania's cool

'cause it's close to New York...

Pittsburgh, Carnegie Mellon.

Oh, and-and you.

Oh.

I'm nostalgic for right now.

But I don't think

I'm gonna get in to Carnegie Mellon.

You'll get in.

I had this meeting with Ms. Silverman,

and she said that over half

of the drama applicants have had

real theater experience.

I would have been much better off

had I been in the Abbott production.

Ugh! I should have gotten that part.

You know, sometimes you just gotta move on.

What's that supposed to mean?

(sighs) Maybe you should stop punishing Emily.

She didn't mean to take your part.

Okay, first of all, she did mean to take my part.

Annie, come on.

And second of all-- punishing her--

I'm not punishing her. You're giving her the silent treatment.

What? Says who?

Says Emily.

Why are you talking to Emily?

Why am I talking to Emily?

You don't care if I talk to her, do you?

Yes, I do, actually.

I don't trust her.

Annie, come on.

Just-- just stay away from her, okay?

Okay.

You know what, you need to chill out.

Hey.

Hi.

Uh, hey, Silver.

(loudly): Did you finish that report on low-flush toilets?

(loudly): Yes. Absolutely. Here it is.

Great. Thank you.

Hey. Hi.

We have to talk. Sure.

Oh, no.

I mean...

Oh, really?

...talk, talk. What's going on?

Okay, this whole stupid earring thing is just haunting me.

Adrianna is obsessed with finding out whose it is.

It's an earring. She's not going to link it to you.

It was made by a local designer,

and she only sells her stuff in, like, two boutiques.

Ade knows those are my favorite stores.

I swear, I'm never wearing earrings again.

Okay, so maybe we can point her in some new direction.

Ade's like a baby.

We just need to hand her something new and shiny

to distract her. Exactly.

So what I've been thinking is you...

She needs a new guy to obsess over.

How about Dixon? He's single.

No. Not Dixon, no.

Look, I think you should sign the release to do her reality show.

That's going to give her something to focus on.

Her career-- and that's what she really cares about.

No, no, no, no, no.

I don't want the whole country watching me

tell my ex-girlfriend that I cheated on her.

I know, but if you don't, she's going to find out, Navid.

She'll find out it was me, and then everything is going to go to hell.

This is pretty amazing.

It's crazy how narrow our perception

of the universe is.

You know what I mean? Not really.

I mean, we're peeking through this tiny window,

limited by the wavelengths

which our eyes and our ears can perceive,

and yet there's this whole universe out there

filled with dark matter and nematodes

and other things you can't see with the naked eye.

Please don't say "naked."

Here, take a look.

No, thanks. I'm trying to find our data.

It's not on my computer.

I know I saved it somewhere.

(beep) Aw, I suck at computers.

Here, let me take a look.

(shrieks) Whoa.

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm just on edge.

Why?

Um... I...

just found out I was wait-listed at CU.

It's, like my dream school.

Now I pretty much have nothing to live for.

"Victor numquam cedit."

Who's that? Is he cute?

It's not a guy.

It's a Latin phrase.

It means "a winner never gives up."

Because you may be many things, Naomi,

airhead, clotheshorse, an occasional bitch,

but you are not a quitter.

Or so you led me to believe.

Look, you still have

time to impress CU.

Colleges want more than just good grades.

They want people with the whole package.

Sports, charity work,

uh, extracurriculars.

Hey, you could join the marching band.

Or what about chess club?

They're always looking for girls.

I could imagine.

But, no, you're right.

I'll think of something.

Victor numbnuts credit.

Victor numquam cedit.

Victor numquam cedit.

Shotgun!

(laughing)

ANNIE: Hey, wait up.

Hey.

God, it feels like it's been forever

since I've seen you guys.

Yeah, it's been a while.

Yeah, I've missed you.

Yeah.

And I could also really use someone

to vent to, 'cause Emily is driving me crazy.

Hmm, really? Yeah, she's awful.

She's completely driving a wedge between Liam and me.

Maybe you're being a little sensitive about Emily.

What do you mean, sensitive?

NAOMI: What we mean is maybe you're a little jealous

that she got the part you wanted.

I'm not jealous.

I'm just angry, 'cause she keeps

doing things behind my back.

She's not a very good person.

Well, maybe you're being a little judgmental.

Well, maybe she deserves it.

Nothing about that girl is real.

Just like us?

What's that supposed to mean?

Ade...

When we were at the sweat lodge,

Emily told us what you said about us.

How you think we're shallow and not genuine. What?

I never said that.

Okay. Okay.

Emily!

Hey, Annie, what's going on?

Why'd you tell me friends I said they were shallow?

Because you did.

What? At the retreat.

Before dinner. Remember?

Okay, she is completely taking that out of context, all right?

I said something like that, but that's not how I meant it.

Oh, yeah? Well, how did you mean it, Annie?

Look, I said that I thought you guys were going to be shallow at first.

Before I moved here, I thought everybody

in Beverly Hills was going to be shallow.

But then I got to know you,

and I obviously don't think that anymore.

And that's totally possible.

It's just-- that's not the way I remember hearing it.

Of course not, 'cause you're a manipulative liar.

Can't you guys see this?

If that's really what you think, then...

I didn't mean to hurt anybody.

I'm really sorry, Annie.

(sobbing)

You made her cry?

Those are not real tears.

She is faking it, all right?

This is what she does. Trust me.

They looked real to me.

♪ ♪

(chuckles)

(door opening)

Hey, babe.

What's up, mamacita?

(sniffs)

What are you doing?

Just watching TV, smoking pot.

You want some?

No.

When did this start?

Please, I've always liked cartoons.

The pot, Ivy.

Oh. Um...

I don't know, I guess after my accident,

I figured out that getting high helps with my stress.

And today I was stressing big time, so I got stoned.

What do you mean you were stressing big time?

I just had this really awkward thing happen with Dixon,

and I don't know what I was thinking.

Let's talk about it.

I just don't really want to talk about it with you.

Fine. Then, you know, maybe you should see a therapist.

(scoffs)

Why should I talk to a therapist when you smoke pot all the time?

I mean, really, where do you think I got that anyways?

I don't use pot to self-medicate.

Hey, Mom, don't be such a hypocrite about it.

You know what?

Call me what you want,

but you're not smoking anymore.

(groans)

(school bell ringing)

Hey.

Where you headed?

I just thought I'd eat lunch in the courtyard.

Oh, what's going on? Why aren't you eating with the guys?

Uh, just, things are a little weird.

What do you mean? What's going on?

I walked in on 'em talking about going to some girls'

volleyball tournament. But when they saw me,

they freaked out and stopped talking.

Made it pretty clear they didn't want me to come.

Are you sure?

It's no big deal.

I'm glad I came out and all,

but now I have no friends. Whatever.

It sucks.

Hey, still sporting metal?

Mm, not bad.

All right, have them whitened by tomorrow

and you're in.

What are you doing?

Victor numquam cedit.

And who is that?

Ivy, it's not a guy.

Geez, it's Latin.

What does it mean?

It means, lady's got a plan.

I have found out how to get off the wait list

and into those hallowed halls.

Study?

Funny.

Colleges look for a lot more

than just grades. They want the whole package.

So I have decided to put together

a hot guy calendar with West Bev's finest.

I don't think they're looking for that kind of package.

Well, the proceeds go to a charity

that gives clean drinking water to villages in Africa.

You want to hear the best part?

That you're going to help people who need water?

What? No.

Oh, yeah, that's nice too,

but I get to actually kill two birds with one stone.

I get to build my resume and I get to find my new guy.

And I really have to find a new guy

because my brain is playing tricks on me.

It's worse than that time when I went on that juice fast.

NAVID: C'mon, Dixon. DIXON: No, I'm not.

Do it. No. Get somebody else.

Uh, you know what, I will be right back.

Okay.

Hey, I got to talk to you guys. Oh, Silver.

Arms up.

(cheering) Yes!

Okay. Why are you guys being weird to Teddy?

What are you talking about?

He just came out of the closet, guys.

That's... that's a huge deal.

I mean, it's not easy, And the fact

that you're suddenly blowing him off-- not cool.

We didn't mean to blow him off.

Are you talking about the girls' volleyball tournament?

Yeah.

Yeah, we didn't invite him because we didn't think he'd want to go.

Well, you thought wrong.

Because the new Teddy, just like the old Teddy,

just wants to hang out with his friends,

and right now he feels like he doesn't have any.

It's like here. Do you now what I mean? Uh-huh.

EMILY: Okay.

Oh, coffee has arrived.

Yeah, barely.

Thank you, darling.

No problem.

Thanks, Annie.

Here you go.

Oh, I don't think this one's mine.

You said you wanted a soy latte.

Oh, no. I-I asked for a chai latte.

I'm allergic to soy.

No, that's not what you said.

Why would I have asked for something I'm allergic to?

Gee, Emily, I don't know. You tell me.

Gosh, you know, I hate to even ask you this,

but do you think that you could exchange it for me?

I mean, only if it's not too much trouble.

No, no. You know what?

I am not your personal servant, okay?

So get your own damn coffee.

♪ ♪

What made you change your mind?

I know how badly you wanted the show.

Right.

I just... I want you to be happy, Ade.

It's a little late for that, isn't it?

How long have you been experiencing

this level of anxiety?

Um, maybe, like, two months now.

Have you had any trouble sleeping?

Yeah, definitely.

How about your appetite?

Has that diminished at all?

Absolutely.

This should help provide you some relief.

Great. Thank you.

So where do I get the weed?

Well, there are several dispensaries in the area.

I recommend the place around the corner.

Excellent. Thanks, man.

No problem. Be well.

Next.

How you doing?

(sighs) Morning, Katherine.

Hi, Annie.

Thanks for coming in this morning.

Of course.

Why don't you come with me?

Look, I'm really sorry

that I blew up in your office yesterday.

It was completely unprofessional.

It was, but I work in the theater,

and I understand people are emotional.

But there's emotional...

and then there's this.

Oh, my God...

I'd appreciate it if you'd clean this up immediately.

I don't know if the stain remover will get

the coffee out, but I sincerely hope so.

Wait, you don't think because the coffee that...?

I did not do this!

Annie, enough. I know you're upset with Emily,

but this is outrageous. You have to deal

with your issues at home.

But I didn't do it! She did this!

She just wants you to think that it was me!

I was really hoping you could be honest with me.

I enjoyed working with you, but this,

this is too much.

I have to let you go.

What?

Please return your key before you leave.

God.

Hey, man.

Hey, what's up, Dixon?

Uh, hey, um, me and the guys were wondering

if you wanted to go out tonight.

You know,

hang out, go have some fun?

Sure.

Cool.

All right.

♪ ♪

(sniffs)

Have you gotten those before?

What's that?

The cookies. Have you tried them before?

Oh, uh, no.

Actually, I haven't tried anything from this place.

And honestly, I didn't know

that there was such thing as pot barbecue sauce.

Oh, the barbecue sauce is good.

Those cookies, not so much.

Oh, really?

Yeah. The chocolate tastes all weird and caroby.

Ugh! Hate that.

Yeah, and the filling's like toothpaste.

Well, then... Mm-hmm.

I guess I'll be getting something else.

Thank you.

Sure.

Yo, you just stole my cookies.

No, I didn't.

Yeah, I think you did.

Nope, I outwitted you.

NAOMI: Oh, yay!

Navid says I can use Shirazi Studios for my photo shoot.

Now I have my studio and my ace photographer.

What-what?

You are so artistic, Silver.

Please, I just hope I remember to take the lens cap off.

NAOMI: What?

You better.

I will. I was being modest.

Emily!

What the hell is wrong with you?!

Why are you trying to ruin my life?!

What are you talking about?!

Oh, my God!

(girls yelling)

Annie's gone feral!

Get off!

Break it up, guys!

Annie!

Annie, what are you doing?!

♪ ♪

Want a cookie?

Look at that.

The cookie thief is also a stalker.

I prefer "cookie outwitter."

And I'm not a stalker.

Mm-hmm.

I was waiting outside so I could apologize

to you for expertly snagging the last delicious cookies.

Well, your apologies are worthless to me.

Well, how about my cookies?

Come on. The filling doesn't taste

like toothpaste at all.

You know you want to try one.

Come on. It's a peace offering.

It's pretty good.

Right?

Come on. Give me that.

Whoa.

You stoned?

A little bit.

(chuckles)

Hey, you want to go see something really cool?

Okay.

As long as we don't have to drive

'cause I do not think we should drive.

No, we don't have to drive.

Come on.

♪ ♪

Ah, this is insane.

Are we actually gonna take the subway in L.A.,

or am I just stoned?

We are actually gonna take the subway in L.A.

and you're stoned.

Whoa.

Isn't it crazy that the subway is, like, underground?

Sure, I guess.

People tunneled this out of, like, dirt.

Can you even imagine how much shoveling that took?

Well, no, they probably could have blasted it, too.

But whatever. Either way, it took a lot of time.

Sorry, am I yelling?

What are you waiting for? Come on!

Go, go, go!

♪ ♪

Okay, give me more. Come on.

Think "King o' the Sea"!

Think Splash.

Yes, ye... No, no!

Never mind. Just flex something.

NAOMI: You know why you're August, don't you?

Um, because more people drown in August

than other months?

'Cause August is the hottest month of the year.

Yeah...

And you're pretty hot.

Oh, well, I mean, you're hot, too, so...

Oh, thank you.

(clears throat) Sorry to interrupt this meeting

of the Algonquin Roundtable,

but we have a bit of a technical glitch here.

Yeah, I'm sure you can figure it out, Silver.

No, no, I can't.

Mr. July spilled his body oil all over your computer,

and now it is totally fried.

No! The pictures are on there!

They're gone.

Oh, my God, no, no, no, no!

I need those pictures for my calendar shoot

and my CU application!

And you know, there's those thirsty African people!

I know. I'm sorry. Naomi, look...

Okay, we need someone to fix this ASAP.

Which one of you knows the most about computers?

Never mind.

Oh, my God.

So where exactly are we going?

You'll see.

Just prepare yourself for an amazing shock.

Okay, I'm gonna be honest with you.

I'm just feeling a little paranoid right now.

Like maybe I shouldn't have

followed some random guy that I met

at what was essentially a drug deal

into the middle of nowhere, and probably also

shouldn't be telling him what I'm thinking.

It's okay. I'm not some random guy.

My name is Raj.

I'm a freshman at UCLA,

and I'm an okay guy.

Okay? Okay.

I'm Ivy.

Hi, Ivy.

Hi, Raj.

Now, if we all do it, it'll catch on.

I don't know, man.

What is so hard about saying "2011"?

Dude, "20-11" sounds so much better.

We all have to commit if it's gonna work. Are you in, Teddy?

Sure, wh-whatever. You sure you know where we're going?

Yep, totally.

Here we are.

Oh, what? No, y-you guys, you don't have to do this.

Sure, we do. Come on.

Let's go.

(Teddy groans)

♪ ♪

Hey, this is cool.

Uh, yeah, yeah, I like the lights.

Do all these clubs have such great lights?

I don't know, 'cause I've never been

to a club like this before.

Hey, so, uh, what's a bear, again?

Is it a guy who's big and scary?

I don't, I don't think so.

A lot of shirtless guys here.

What about this one? Do-Do you think he's hot?

I... Hey.

Can I buy you a drink?

I'm out of here.

Liam, Liam.

NAVID: Hey, buddy, what are you doing?

Bro, hey.

Guess not.

Recovering alcoholic.

Hey, Raj.

Yes, Ivy?

Okay, I don't think you're creepy.

Thanks. That means a lot.

But I do think

you're a lot more stoned than I am,

because this isn't exactly amazing.

Well, you've got to be patient.

Yeah.

You know, I should probably be going pretty soon.

I mean, this is fun and everything,

but a little lame.

Oh, okay, here we go.

Look up, Ivy.

(jet engine roaring) Whoa!

(gasps) (laughing)

Whoa.

Right?

That was... Lame?

No, that was amazing. I told you.

You were right. Come on, let's do it again.

Oh, here we go.

In three... Three...

two... two...

One! One!

(both yelling)

(laughing)

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. I'm sorry, man.

I just...

I guess I'm not comfortable with the whole gay thing yet.

Yeah, well, neither am I.

Are you okay?

I'm not great.

But I'm better than I was before

when everything was a secret.

Yeah, it must have been rough.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I-I guess... the thing is,

I felt like I knew you before, but, you know, clearly I didn't.

Look, I'm still the same person.

And so am I.

I just don't know how to... act around you.

I mean, I'm definitely not going to start acting like those guys.

(Teddy chuckles)

I'm glad to hear it.

You know, this really isn't my scene either.

So what's your scene?

I don't know.

I don't know where I belong anymore.

You know what?

You'll figure it out.

Let's get out of here and grab a burger or something.

Yes, please.

Should we tell the guys?

Nah. They look like they're having fun.

Navid's got some moves, huh?

Yeah, who knew, huh?

NAOMI: Thank you so much for coming over.

I really appreciate it. It's okay.

I'm TiVoing the Torchwood marathon.

So can you find my pictures?

Because if you can't, I do not know what I'm going to do.

I can't join the chess club. A-- it's too nerdy,

and B-- I have no idea how to play chess.

Well, I hate to tell you this,

but your computer really is fried.

No!

Well, Naomi, please calm down.

Here.

What are you doing?

I'm finding your pictures.

On your computer?

Yeah. Go ahead and log in.

But I...

(gasps)

Oh, my pictures!

I installed Live Mesh the last time I was on your computer.

I couldn't believe you had no backup system.

That's like walking around with no underwear.

What's wrong with that?

Well, now all your work automatically backs up to the Internet.

Oh, my God, thank you! Thank you!

Thank you!

Uh, anyway, thank you for your help.

Yeah.

Um, you can bring my laptop to chem class.

Good luck with your photo shoot.

Hey, Naomi,

what were you saying about me being hot?

I was, uh...

I, uh...

Hold that thought.

What thought?

Oh...

I can't stop thinking about you.

You better not say anything about this to anyone.

I'm sorry, Naomi.

I'm flattered,

but...

you're just not my type.

But... I'm everyone's type.

I can't believe this.

Suspended

your senior year. I know.

It's only three days.

How do you think colleges are going to respond to this?

I don't know, not well.

Yeah, not well is right.

I don't get it.

Why would you do something like this?

Mom, it's not my fault.

Emily just...

Emily what?

Emily what?

(sighs)

Nothing.

Emily nothing.

It's all my fault.

(sighs)

(rustling)

Hello?

EMILY: Hey, Liam, it's me.

Emily?

Yeah. Sorry for coming over without notice,

but I just couldn't bear to go home and face Annie.

Uh... okay.

I was hoping I could spend the night.

So, congratulations. Yeah, kudos, Adrianna.

We're going to the studios.

I'm so excited,

I can't even tell you.

Okay, what we're going to show you here today

is the pilot presentation, all right?

It's basically a short version of the pilot,

with the credit sequence. It'll give the studios a flavor of what we're going for.

We're thinking The Hills meets The Kardashians.

Meets something sexier

and crazier. Ooh, I love it.

And thanks for the footage you sent us

of your friends for the credit sequence.

It works great.

Oh, I'm so glad.

All right, without further ado,

the Untitled Adrianna Tate-Duncan Project.

♪ ♪

(chuckles)

Oh.

Oh, my gosh, this is so amazing.

Wait, stop.

Can we zoom in on Silver?

Oh, my God.