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You're persistent today. What do you want?

I'm here at the school, Luka.

Okay, I'm coming down.

I've mentally prepared myself

for the psychological torture you're about to unleash.

Have you been selling drugs?

Start packing your things.

As soon as the semester's done, you're going to Texas.

Wonderful, I love a good cowboy look.

The boots are hot.

Don't you agree?

I'm sure those comments won't go over too well when you're in military school.

I'm not going to military school.

You really think I'm asking you?

I've been cleaning up your messes for 16 years.

Now I'm done.

You think telling me what to do, like a dictator is helping me?

You're going to Texas. It's already done.

Maybe now you'll finally learn to respect the name you were born with.

I don't give a shit about your last name.

Good thing you're not the only Colucci that I've got.

- You okay? - You're a coward, you know that?

- What? - Quit acting stupid with me, okay?

I'm sure I probably deserve that, but maybe refresh my memory?

You're pretending you don't know? You snitched on me to Gus.

What? You're the one who's been selling pills to half of this school, man.

How are you so sure it was me?

Who else could it be?

- Thank you, Gus. - You're welcome.

Someone else comes to mind.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Esteban... ♪

- Happy birthday. - ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Hey, son, what are you going to do today?

- Did your friends plan something for you? - No, no,

I've just been focusing on the Trend-Z. I don't have much time.

You know I'm really proud of you, right?

Hmm?

Yes, Dad.

Well, having said that,

don't take things too seriously, my boy.

You should have some fun with your friends, have a party.

Pop, this isn't Puebla, okay?

I just want to focus on school, I can't afford to party.

I only meant it as a suggestion.

Maybe you should just trust that I'm making the best decisions for myself.

It's all good, son.

I won't take up any more of your time. Hey, say hi to Dixon for me.

Yeah, pop, sure.

- We'll talk later. - Ciao.

♪ Thinking differently from yesterday ♪

Studying ancient history?

Times sure do change, huh?

What have you got there?

A porn star,

a patient in rehab,

a guerrilla fighter.

Wow.

So many mental health issues, huh?

It's obvious that you miss them.

Oh, please. Of course I don't miss them.

I'm just trying to focus on the Trend-Z Awards.

Yeah, the look on your face says otherwise.

Listen, what d'you think could make all of those people forget that they hate you?

Alcohol.

What is it you want, Luka?

A party.

That way I can drink until I forget we're related.

You can make up with your friends.

Deal?

Your birthday's the perfect excuse, man.

Sure, but no one would go to Puebla and my father wouldn't let me host it.

No, we wouldn't do it in Puebla. No one would go.

It's gotta be here. Look.

Check this out.

Feast your eyes. This belongs to our dad.

This is his house?

It's one of them.

Picture it.

There'll be whiskey,

dancing, music,

- chilling. - I don't think so.

It looks amazing, but Marcelo would never let me use his place to throw a party.

No, no, no. You don't have to ask him.

I throw parties there all the time. They're just... under the radar.

Think about it.

And besides, you're a Colucci.

This family's always been a little bit extra.

Just think about the party.

The ladies...

See? I'm dancing already. Think about it.

What are you looking at?

You seem

different somehow.

I really like you, you know.

Lately I don't recognize myself in the mirror.

What do you mean?

Since we got together, I feel like a different person.

And is that... good or bad?

It's good.

I sort of feel like a new man.

Well...

pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure's mine.

Oh man, Esteban.

My dad sends his best wishes.

Chava or Marcelo?

Dixon, I know that we haven't been getting along very well.

But it would mean a lot if you could come to the party.

For old times' sake.

I've got plans, bro.

So the two of you are besties again?

I'm pretty sure he wants to get back at me for the musical.

Well, I guess we should try to find out, right?

A party for a Colucci in another Colucci's house?

No.

I'm really not into that.

Aw, Dixon, please.

I need an ally.

When have you been on my side this semester, Jana?

Not to mention that you've never ever been to The Under. Not once.

Yeah, but you know I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately, right?

I miss you.

Oh, sure you do.

Is it maybe because we don't hang out?

Well, we could start making up for lost time now.

Alright. Why do you want to go to this stupid party so badly?

Jana, great in the musical but I like you better as a porn star.

Shut your mouth you piece of shit!

See?

I need a break.

No, no way.

I spend enough time dealing with EWS dorks on a daily basis.

I think partying with them is a bit too much for me.

You like some of those dorks, don't you?

Come on, don't you want to be there

for the destruction of the Colucci mansion?

Hard pass, dude.

Well, okay.

If you don't want to watch me get revenge on Esteban, that's your choice.

I mean, I don't understand your plan. How does he even factor into it?

You really don't get it, huh?

Who is paying for Esteban's tuition?

Marcelo.

Without Marcelo,

there's no MEP.

No Gus.

Nothing at all.

Thanks.

I'll never get used to this.

Come on, they're super nice.

Carlos, thank you.

Do I look okay? How's my hair?

You look gorgeous.

- I mean it. - Thank you.

White wine for you, ladies?

Where's that smile, huh?

Do all these people even go to EWS? I don't recognize anyone.

Aw, come on, relax, you only invited, like, six people to this thing,

so I had to improvise a bit, okay?

Come.

A little gift from Marcelo Colucci.

No, no, no, I'm sure he's saving this for a special occasion or something.

What? This is a special occasion, and this is your party.

Look at all these people.

Thanks, Luka, that's nice.

No, no, there's no need to thank me.

Let's get a photo.

So that we remember

all the whiskey we're about to inhale.

Here we go.

I think we should open this right now.

Just wait 'til you taste it.

Drink it slowly, bro.

Cheers.

What's wrong?

Ahh, that's super strong.

Yeah, you can't chug it.

It's expensive whiskey. Drink slowly.

I think I finally understand why Luka is such a douchebag.

Mm-hmm.

Does he want us to go over there?

He'll just have to keep waiting.

Okay.

Cheers.

I won't drink tonight.

Last time I almost drowned,

Literally.

So...

I'm sorry.

- Seriously. - Whatever.

- No, no, no, I'm sorry. - I'm over it, really. It's okay.

It's in the past.

Whoa, you didn't have to do that you know.

It's done.

Listen, if you're not drinking, then I won't drink, okay?

It's fine.

- It's the new me. - Are you sure?

Yeah, of course.

You okay?

I'm wonderful.

So what are we toasting?

To being boring and normal, dude.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Amen.

- Andi? No way! - Hey!

Andi?

Oh my God.

Andi, you're here. When did you get here?

I prayed for you every night. How are you?

Relax, it was just rehab.

A rite of passage for a troubled teenager in the music industry, right?

Well then, troubled teenager, let's help you forget all your woes.

- I'm not drinking. - God, Andi!

I'm so glad you're here!

I can't believe you made it!

I really missed you! How are you doing?

I'm good.

Hey, this is like a Rebelde reunion, huh?

I'm definitely not drunk enough for this.

Dixon, wait up.

Sorry, I'll replace it.

Please, you don't have to replace anything.

They're hideously ugly glasses, you did me a favor.

Actually...

Oh!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

It seems like your plan is working.

Mm-hmm.

It seems like you're starting to enjoy this thing.

I mainly wanted to see the Colucci mansion.

Oh, then come with me, I'll give you the tour.

Yeah, Dixon, you've got that good flow, man.

Oh, we're sorry, are we interrupting you?

No, not at all.

Shots or what?

Um...

No, we're not drinking. Cheers.

Cheers.

Join me for a refill at the bar?

Coming?

Hey, Laurita!

Poor Dixon.

Why?

Dating Jana really sucks.

But I thought they were just friends. Hmm?

MJ... Right. Just friends.

And what if we went somewhere more private?

Private?

Yeah. Just you and me.

Sure.

Man, those shoes are really something.

They're cool.

I bet you think I look like an asshole, right?

Mm, it's more Colucci than you. Or even Langarica, I'm sorry to say.

No, no, no, I'd never be seen in public in a pink blazer, man.

What can I tell you?

You've become what you swore to destroy, my friend.

- The shoes are horrible. - Hey.

I'm not imagining her, right?

Could we talk?

Thanks for inviting my ex, man, seriously.

I don't even know half these people, dude, this is more Luka's party than mine.

You know what? I need another drink.

Whoa.

Wow.

Look at this.

Wow.

It's beautiful.

- Very. - Wow.

Imagine waking up to this.

Why didn't you write me to tell me what happened?

How are you doing?

What should I tell you?

"I'm doing terribly, ever since you left me I can't figure out my life?"

Come on.

I want you to tell me the truth.

That's hilarious, because when you stole my song,

the truth didn't seem to be a priority for you.

How many times do you want me to apologize for it?

Listen, I'm sorry I screwed up, but I still love and care about you.

Well, you've got nothing to worry about, because I'm doing awesome.

Obviously you're not.

I mean, you just had an overdose.

That's all behind me.

- Gus says that... - Gus?

Are you crazy?

I heard about your little musical stunt, but I don't have a problem with him.

Gus almost killed you.

I will say that the ranking system made me feel bad about myself,

So then,

taking the pills made me feel like I might be able to win,

but none of that is on Gus.

- Wait, but... - You really want the truth from me?

You're the one that almost killed me.

Do you have condoms?

Fuck.

Mm-mm.

I left them in my room.

Well...

Well, listen, if you want we can try...

I don't think we should.

What if...

I don't know.

You know?

I mean...

I can control myself.

I'm serious.

It's your call, but I'm sure I can do it.

Trust me.

Okay.

Yeah.

I love you.

Are you sure?

Okay.

Opa, opa, opa, opa! Why do you looks so sad?

Well, parties aren't really my thing.

What are you talking about?

- We're celebrating you, have a shot. - No, no, no, I've had enough to drink.

Why won't you have anymore?

Tomorrow I've gotta rehearse for the Trend-Z awards...

No, no, no excuses, it's your birthday.

Time to party, time to celebrate, don't be a wuss.

Hey everyone! It's Esteban's birthday!

Why don't we celebrate him with shots?

Open your mouth.

- Esteban! Esteban! - Shots! Shots! Shots!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Whoo!

Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!

If you want another shot, "say Ayo!"

Ayo!

If you want another shot, say, "Ayo, ayo!"

Ayo, ayo!

I want a shot! You want a shot?

Shots, shot, shots!

It's my birthday!

Shots, shot, shots!

Shots for everyone!

Scorpion! Scorpion! Yeah!

Shots! Shots! Shots!

TO: DARTH VADER LOOK WHAT YOUR SON'S DOING

It's my birthday!

It's done.

Marcelo will be here in a while.

Come on, I'll show you the off-limits room.

Hey.

You wanna come see the house?

- Wait, wait, wait... - Sebas?

What the fuck?

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry! - Oh, my God...

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

MJ.

Where's your girlfriend?

What girlfriend?

Jana.

Aren't you guys, you know, like a thing now?

Where did you hear that?

I never thought she was your type.

And is Sebas your type?

Where is he, anyway?

You should be looking for him.

Instead of worrying about me.

- What's that supposed to mean? - There's nothing between you and me, MJ.

You made yourself very clear.

So I don't understand why all of a sudden

you're so interested in who I'm dating or not.

Well, I just don't want you to get hurt, Dixon.

The only person who's hurt me, is you.

- You were the one who kissed me. - And you're the one who kissed me back.

But... but no it wasn't... no... no... it didn't mean anything.

I'm sorry.

When I was a kid, I wasn't allowed in this room.

- Wow. - I hated it.

I wanted to know what was in here. I wanted to open the door, and see.

I thought it would be like a Batcave, or

some other kind of fantasy world.

So one night, when everyone was asleep,

I snuck out of bed, and came in.

Turned out, it was just a normal room.

But I realized then

that Marcelo wasn't keeping me out because this was a special place.

He just wanted to keep me out.

He always uses the same password for everything.

It's pathetic.

I think, maybe,

he just didn't want you to touch his treasures.

- Well, don't scratch that, okay? - Okay.

Is it the most expensive thing in the collection?

No.

It's not the most expensive one, but,

it's the first thing he bought with his hard-earned money.

It's his favorite.

What about you?

Me?

I'm his worst failure.

I've always been a disappointment to my father.

I mean, it explains why he treats me the way he does.

An absent father...

who only asks me if I need any money.

He's sending me to military school at the end of the semester.

Why do you care about being enough for him

when you're already enough for yourself?

♪ I see your face And I wonder what you're thinkin' ♪

♪ You look my way Can you tell that I've been drinkin'? ♪

♪ I guess that, I'll just say "It was really nice to meet ya" ♪

♪ 'Cause you don't see me In the same way... ♪

- I almost died. - No.

No, this part is super shallow

and you weren't under for very long.

No, Emilia.

I almost died.

I'm worried about you.

I wish you didn't want to talk to Gus anymore.

You have no idea what I've heard about him.

Gus is dangerous. Be careful.

You're so talented.

Try not to rush things, Andi.

I just needed to tell you that before I leave...

You're leaving?

I just want you to be happy.

For both of us to be ha.

'Cause clearly, being together isn't very good for us.

I'm sorry for what I said. It wasn't your fault.

I felt guilty for getting you expelled, but that's my problem and not yours.

Sebas, it was really just a kiss.

- Seriously, it didn't mean anything. - MJ.

Nothing.

No, it wasn't just a kiss.

You kissed Dixon.

But it really didn't mean anything.

Look me in the eye and tell me there's nothing between you.

Yeah, it's over.

No.

Let's sit down right here

and talk about the meaning of life.

Yeah.

No. I have a better idea.

Let's play "Never have I ever." Wanna?

All right.

Fine.

So, never have I ever

um, spent the entire semester investigating music academy crimes.

That was nuts.

Do you remember?

Yeah, we almost opened an agency for teenage private investigators.

- We are detectives. - Cheers.

Cheers.

I miss the time when our biggest problem as winning The Battle of the Bands.

Change is the only constant.

Now you organize revolutions and I'm a porn star.

Jana...

What happened doesn't define you.

Okay?

I've got another one.

Never have I ever gone chasing after MJ,

even though she's rejected me, multiple times,

and even though I'm having fun with Jana.

You have to drink, like ten times at least.

Go on!

My Grandma used to say...

"You've gotta forget what you feel before you remember what you deserve."

What are you doing?

This is a pool party, right?

Yes, it's a pool party!

Isn't Marcelo on his way here?

Yes, he is, but,

give me a minute to check something.

What are you checking?

Gus Bauman.

Watch out for that guy.

Mm.

Hey, what's up? How are things?

Seriously?

Suddenly you seem to care about how I'm doing?

Dude, I'm not an idiot.

You basically used me and ghosted me.

Please, you were also using me.

- It was the same for you. - No way. You ghosted me.

I was upfront and clear about what I wanted.

I mean, I was also super clear.

Whatever you say, but I'm done helping you with your shit.

You alright?

Sure, why wouldn't we be?

- Shall we? - Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

Cheers!

I can't believe what an ass he made of himself.

Hey, have you seen MJ, dude?

No.

Fine. Luka, Dixon, Jana?

Yeah, I think I saw them go into a room.

But I wouldn't follow them,

unless you really wanna see your best friend banging your ex.

What?

Dixon wouldn't do that, man

Yeah, no, of course he wouldn't.

He would never do that.

No.

This was the closest thing to a towel I could find.

Okay.

I think we're both too drunk for this.

Jana?

Did you have sex with her?

No, Esteban.

We didn't have sex.

- But apparently you guys still hooked up. - Are you serious?

That's where your head is at?

When your best friend fucks your ex...

Man, you and me aren't friends anymore.

Come on, Dixon, why would you say that dude?

Why not? Why not, huh?

As a friend you're nothing but a fraud, okay?

You're nothing but a rich kid pretending that he's poor.

Better than being a poor guy pretending to be rich.

Gus Bauman is Guilty?

Listen. "Do not hire Gus."

"He gave my son pills and caused his suicide."

"He's a very dangerous person."

"Get him away from those kids."

Dixon! Dixon, stop, quit it!

What's going on?

You're really leaning into acting like a porn star, aren't you?

Ooh!

No, Dixon, don't hit him!

Dixon!

Watch this.

Shots, shots, shots!

Vacate the premises.

Marcelo, have a shot.

Shots, shots, shots!

Everyone out now!

- Jana. - Don't you want a ride?

- Jana, you are not driving like this. - Oh, Dixon, don't start with me.

- Look, you can't even walk straight. - Dixon, that's enough.

- Give me the keys. - Dixon.

- Dixon, stop. - Give me the keys.

Dixon!

Stop! I'm serious!

Jana, no. Open it!

- I'm not letting you in. - Open the door!

Bye!

Okay, you win.

Just relax.

I get it. Relax.

You're not driving alone.

Open the door, please

Hey.

Slow down or let me drive.

Dixon, come on dude, you're being a drama queen about this, huh?

What happened to the Dixon who jumps into pools and gets into fights?

Jana, will you please watch where you're going, please?

It's raining, you've gotta focus, you can't see anything.

I'm just saying, if you relaxed a little,

things would go better with Gus.

Or with MJ.

What do you mean?

What do I mean? I mean, you're always so intense with her.

Why do you think she chose Sebas over you?

So should I be more like you?

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

You didn't even ask me about what happened with Esteban.

Because you're selfish, Jana.

You don't care about anyone else, which is why everyone hates you.

So why'd you make out with me if you hate me?

Jana!