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Football players: (Rowdy shouting)

Holly J: Eight, nine...

(Whistle blows)

(Grunting)

Danny: Hut!

Player 2: Get it!

Sheppard: Football. Not foot-fall, ladies.

Let's go.

What?

I wanna see you do it.

Smile. It's not scowl-leading.

Holly J: No. Sorry.

Come on, Izzy, work with me here.

We're late and mommy really, really wants this.

Okay? Come on.

Sheppard: Guys, I just wanna say thank you

for spending your final weekend of the summer

getting into fighting form.

Players: (Cheer, whistle and applaud)

You are the new elite,

and we'll make sure

the rest of the school knows that

at tomorrow's fashion show.

Players: (Cheer, whistle and applaud)

Is it too late to try out?

Being on time wouldn't have helped

with that psycho witch in charge.

You're running the spirit squad?

We've rebranded it, Mama Mia.

This year, it's the power squad.

Who died and made you queen?

When Hatzie bailed, the Shep swooped in,

and he's always had a soft spot for me.

Principal Sheppard from Lakehurst?

Okay, look, I'm sorry I'm late,

but at least give me a shot?

'Kay, we've done this dance before.

You make the team and then abandon us

as soon as the kid needs a cookie.

No, no, this year's gonna be different.

Really? 'Cause from where I'm standing,

it looks exactly the same.

♪♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ If I hold out ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ Oh! Oh! Oh! ♪

♪ Be the best ♪

♪ The best that I can be ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it ♪

♪ I can make it ♪

♪ I can make it through ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ I know I can make it through ♪

Students: (Chatter)

Spike: Em, I can't believe you're at university.

Mom! I'm eighteen!

She means we're going to miss you.

I will miss you, too.

But I can't, unless you get out of here.

Be safe.

Emma: Bye.

Bye, girls.

Spike: (Reluctant sigh)

Students: (Hum of chatter)

All: (Relieved breath, excited squeals)

Let's go!

Oh my god!

Manny: I can't believe we're actually here!

Emma: Smithdale girls, together!

Vickie: Are you Manuela?

Uh, yeah, that's me.

I'm Vickie, your frosh leader.

You're on my floor!

Awesome.

How 'bout me, Emma, her roommate?

Nope.

I think third floor Julie might have some Emmas.

Are you Liberty? 'Cause I've got a Liberty!

Welcome to floor five!

(Excited laugh)

Wait. I'm supposed to be with Manny.

There must've been a mistake.

Oh well.

Manuela, Liberty, come meet your floormates.

Um, we'll still be under the same roof.

♪♪

Bella.

Go draw mommy a picture, okay?

(Sighs) Holly J. is the devil!

She runs every club in school

and she's 100 percent committed

to keeping me out of every single one of them.

Ah, your chance'll come, sweetie.

Yes, it will, and when it does

24-hour-mommy-duty will stop me from taking it.

I love Bella, but I just...

I wanna be a normal high school student.

Okay, I've been thinking.

I'm working from home now

and Bella's in pre-kindergarten...

I'm gonna help you out.

Really?

On one condition.

You make this your year.

Done!

Anna: (Chuckles)

♪♪

Sav: You can't wear that.

♪♪

Anya: Hey, good summer?

The best. This is my sister, Clare.

She's in grade nine. Uh, the gifted class.

Sav: Alli's in that class too.

Alli: You swore you wouldn't tell anybody!

Simpson: Hey, guys!

Uh, this is my godson, Connor.

He's gonna be boarding with me this year

so he can attend the gifted program.

So uh, maybe you guys can navigate registration together,

and I'll see you guys in homeroom. Okay? Bye.

(School Bell rings)

Mrs. Smith: Locker assignment's on the back.

Next!

Sheppard: Welcome back, Degrassi.

It's the Shep here to tell you

we're gonna start the year off right-

No classes.

Just registration and a fashion show

to introduce you to our new football team

and some of our favourite girls.

This is a principal I can get behind.

Sheppard: ...excited I am to be starting up a football team...

Holly J: Hey! It took me weeks

to convince my neighbour's sister-in-law's cousin

to scout our fashion show,

and in one minute you ruin everything.

Why?

I'm a football player, not a model.

And what if you had a friend by your side?

Possibly.

Over my dead body.

Then definitely.

Fine. Gym. At lunch.

Don't be late.

I've gotta jet to practice.

Oh hey, thanks.

The pleasure... Is all mine.

(Cell phone ringing, hum of chatter)

He's got it bad.

Danny? No. He's just a friend.

Are you kidding?

He was practically drooling.

I'm Mia.

Leia. Or as Holly J. put it,

"an unwelcome addition to Degrassi."

It takes a while for her to warm up to new people.

I've known her three years

and I'm still waiting.

(Reluctant) Hey...

Do you wanna grab lunch before the show?

After four years at ballet school,

a friend who eats would be a thrill.

(Chuckles)

For me, just a friend would be nice.

Sheppard: Uh... how do I turn this thing off?

Um...

(Overlapping shouts of encouragement)

Girl: We're almost there!

(Laughing)

Vickie: Nice job, floor five!

Time for the campus-wide scavenger hunt!

Manny! Manny! I have the best news!

Manny: Oh um, me too!

Emma, this is Gwyneth, my new roommate.

We're both in drama

and we both love Feist and David Mamet!

Manuela's told me all about you!

Oh. Hi.

So I just talked to housing and they fixed the mistake!

We're roomies again!

(Din of chatter)

Darcy: No classes? Fashion shows and football?

Jane: When will your mom come back to save us from "the Shep?"

If she comes back, I lose my pad.

Mm, it's a small price to pay for my sanity.

Ladies and gents,

when I said we're gonna start the year off right,

I meant it!

Students: (Cheer and applaud)

Wow.

Thank you!

Sheppard: ...First annual football fashion show!

I know how we can really wow them.

Students: (Cheer and applaud)

Sheppard: Let me introduce our new running back,

Riley Stavros.

On his arm, Holly J. Sinclair,

captain of our power squad- a hot little number!

Next up, full back Sav Bhandari.

On his arm, Anya MacPherson.

Come on, give it up for those two lovebirds, huh?

And finally, if everyone could put their hands together

for our team captain, QB,

Danny Van Zandt! (Wild cheers)

Whoo! With Mia Jones.

Students: (Wild cheers and applause)

(Whistling and cheering)

(Wild cheers)

What's up?

I'm late for the sorority's make-your-own Pad Thai.

We are your new roommates!

What is she talking about?

We're rooming here now.

Emma arranged it all.

The three of us and some girl named Kelly.

But my roommate and I had plans.

Me too.

Well, we had plans, Manny. Remember?

Well, it is a chance to meet new people.

Ugh, god forbid I hold "Manuela" back

from her amazing new friends.

Kelly: You girls the welcoming committee?

I'm Kelly.

Uh, we were expecting someone

a little bit more estrogen-y.

I'll sort it out with housing.

You'll be back to your old rooms

and your new lives in no time.

Housing said this was the last room available.

Hi.

Hi.

Way to grandstand, baby momma!

Sorry you didn't think of it yourself?

Janice: Nice entrance.

Janice Pearson.

I'm Holly J. Sinclair.

I spoke to you on the phone.

I'd like to have a chat with you about modeling.

If you're interested, call me.

(Laugh of disbelief)

Somebody pinch me.

Ow.

(Half laughs)

(Dissatisfied sigh)

Ahhh...

(Low din of chatter)

Wow!

I look...

Perfect.

For you.

Get used to walking in them.

Really? Thanks.

Thank me by booking a big job.

We've scheduled some go-sees for you

over the next few days.

Let's see if we can't make a model out of you.

♪♪

(Traffic whirs)

Mommy, who's your best friend?

You are, sweetie.

No. I'm too little. Who's your big best friend?

Mommy doesn't have a big best friend right now.

Why?

Because...

Because why?

I don't know.

But everything's gonna change.

'Cause mommy's gonna be a model now.

Then you'll have a best friend?

Yeah.

Then everyone's gonna wanna be my friend.

But it's time for you to go to sleep now, okay?

(Kiss)

♪♪

♪ Get your hands up ♪

♪ Get your hands up ♪

♪ From the moment that She walked in the room ♪

♪ Like Cinderella goin' Boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ The girl was on fire ♪

Hey.

Hey.

You look amazing.

Chantay: We've got to post a photo of your new look

on the Anti-Grapevine.

(Sheepish chuckle)

I love your hair.

Thanks, the guy who did it did Beyonce's!

Whatever chance you had with her- gone.

Chantay: Did they mention Paris yet? New York?

Mia: Well, my agent said that if I go overseas,

it'll be Milan first!

But um, here in town I got a couple go-sees.

"Go-sees." Wow, you're a real model.

You should sit with us in class.

We wanna hear everything.

Anya: Your shoes are so hot. Where'd you get them?

♪ She said I just want your love ♪

♪ So throw your hands up ♪

♪♪

♪♪

(School Bell rings)

Tomorrow we'll delve deeper into DNA.

Chantay: Okay, dish.

Anya: How were the go-sees?

Chantay: Was there a casting couch?

I hear that's how it works sometimes.

Holly J: Here's the real question.

Did you book any jobs yet?

Mia: Uh, no. Not yet.

Huh. Well you can fill us in

on the great fashion world at lunch...

Like when we'll actually see you do a shoot.

Unless you wanna grab a hot dog at the park,

practice got cancelled.

Go for it.

Maybe there'll be less competition

as a plus size model?

Remind me, when is your next go-see?

♪♪

Where's Emma?

Uh, probably registering me for poli-sci

so we can be in all the same classes.

Hmm.

Wha... uh... (Awkward stammer)

(Half laughs) Thank you.

Courtesy of the Russell Hall Caf'.

Apology breakfasts for my roomies.

I'll get all I need at the Psi Alpha Zeta

charity flapjack stack-off.

But thanks.

Kelly: I'm out too.

Thanks for the hash brown, home fry.

Manny: The uh, frosh week dramalympics start in 10.

I gotta meet Gwyn. Bye.

(Hum of chatter)

Holly J.'s just jealous, you know?

Maybe she's right. Four go-sees and no jobs?

Maybe I'm not cut out to be a model.

A girl like you? Impossible.

(Flattered half laugh, cell phone rings)

Oh.

(Cell phone ringing)

Another go-see.

Tom Blake is looking for the new face of T-bombz!

All star quarterback Tom Blake?

Yeah!

The best QB in the league!

And his T-bombz kicks are sweet.

You can do it.

Just go and be your hot self.

And whether you get it or not,

I'll still be your biggest fan.

Thank you.

For luck.

Although... you won't need it.

♪♪

(Whack)

Bianca: Kick it right, T-bombz!

I wish she wasn't up for this too.

She gets a lot of work. Guess why.

Bianca knows how to make the clients happy...

In every way.

You mean...

Janice: Mia?

They're ready for you.

Hey, come on, it's okay.

All right?

Mia: Kickin' it right, T-bombz!

(Awkward chuckle)

Man and Mia: Oh! (Objects clatter)

I'm- I'm so sorry. Oh...

All right. Second time's the charm, okay?

Here we go...

Mia: (Grunts)

(Sheepish laugh)

Kicking it right, T-bombz!

She's a natural.

Did I hurt you? Are you okay?

Tom: Oh no, not at all.

Hey, good luck.

That looked great.

What do we got, like four girls left?

We can just move 'em through.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mess up.

Let's see how this audition goes

and then we'll take it from there.

What do you mean?

There are lots of pretty girls out there

who don't have what it takes to be a model.

(Huffs) This stuff is juvenile.

(Knock at the door)

Okay. I love you too, mom.

What's up, Ems?

Did you run into a pack of wild sharpies?

Humanities graffiti picnic.

Shouldn't you be painting the town red?

Actually, I'm gonna go home

'til all the excitement dies down.

Frosh week isn't my style.

Why not? Too much fun?

Too much fun for me by myself.

I came here from the Yukon without a single friend.

You just gotta dive in and try it out.

(Cocks water-gun)

The beach battle's starting and we're short a soldier.

♪♪

(Blows)

Where do I report for duty? (Giggles)

(Hum of chatter)

Can I have your autograph?

It's not worth much yet.

But it will be once you're the T-bombz girl.

And when you are,

maybe you could get me Tom Blake's autograph?

Are you using me to get to Tom?

Busted.

(Bell rings)

Practice calls. Ah...

See you tomorrow?

(Exhales)

I have a philosophical question.

If a baby momma gets a modeling agent

but never gets any work,

is she still a model or just a poseur?

If you're not good enough to get a gig really soon,

the new boy, the new friends,

the new life will go poof.

♪♪

(Paper crinkles)

(Cell phone buttons dial)

(Playful squeals and shouts)

Emma: Thanks for dragging me out here.

You were right about diving in.

See? It's just good clean fun.

Emma: Look.

Let's ambush them.

Liberty and Manny: (Scream)

Liberty: Oh my god! Whoa! Whoa! Truce!

We came to find you.

We were wrong to say we didn't wanna live

with our oldest friend.

Liberty: So, we thought we could discuss the details over...

Dinner in the caf'?

Actually, I met some pretty cool people out here.

We're gonna go grab a bite.

I'll see you girls around?

Manny: (Squeals)

(Laughs)

Oh...

(Elevator dings)

(Doors whir shut)

(Preparatory breath)

So can I get you anything? You want a drink?

Uh, no, I'm okay.

Actually, no, maybe a water.

I- I'm fine. Never mind. Heh.

(Forced exhale) This is beautiful.

Yeah, you know, it's just a place

to hang my hat when I'm in the city.

So...

What did you wanna talk about?

I wanted to get your autograph.

For a friend.

Really? An autograph?

And I was hoping we could...

Hang out some more.

Ah... heh, yeah.

I'm sorry. You know what?

I- I shouldn't have come.

Tom: No, no, hey-hey-hey.

A beautiful girl wants to make a house call,

who am I to complain?

Look, do you wanna spend some time with me?

Like I said, you are a gorgeous girl.

But only if you want to.

I know.

And I do.

I want to.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

Definitely.

♪♪