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I present to you the Hamilton High cheer squad.

As you can see, everybody loves them.

Hmm.

What, you're not a fan?

I don't get it. They just scream and clap a lot.

There's a little more to it.

Oh, shoot. Sorry.

Were you a cheerleader at your last school?

Oh, no. I was in middle school.

I didn't make our high school squad freshman year,

so I gave up.

- Hmm. - I really miss it though.

What up, Hamilton High?

Welcome back to another great year.

Don't forget. If you want to be

a part of something really special,

squad tryouts start today after school right out here.

Whoo!

Ready?

You should do it.

- Try out? - Yeah.

Pressure! Turn it up.

Defense, attack!

I bet it's way less competitive than in the city,

plus you're the new kid.

It'll be your best shot at a social life.

It would be pretty cool.

If it weren't for the "show the new kid around" program,

I don't think anyone would've talked to me today.

I'm happy I was picked to show you around.

So what made you move to Maplewood?

Most people don't switch schools their junior year.

My dad's new wife insisted we move here,

convinced him that it was the best thing for us.

Defense, attack!

- Spirit! Yay!

Well, that pretty much concludes the tour.

I gotta get to fifth period. It's way across campus.

But it was great meeting you,

and we should eat lunch together tomorrow.

Thanks, Blaire. I really appreciate it.

And the only time you smiled today

was when the cheer squad came out.

You should try out.

Maybe.

Ohh!

I am so sorry about that.

No, that was totally on me. I wasn't looking.

The Rivers. "Backwoods Bay." Nice choice.

I can't believe you know that song.

Yeah.

- I'm Cooper. - Riley.

I think you're in my biology class.

- Second period, right? - I think you're right.

You're new here, yeah?

Yeah. I just moved to town a few weeks ago.

Well, welcome to Hamilton--

Welcome to Hamilton.

- That was rude of them. - They're not mean.

They just don't see anyone, unless you're wearing

the green and white of the team in the hallway, you know.

Noted.

I don't want to make you late.

I guess I'll see you tomorrow at biology, yeah?

- Yeah. - Cool.

Riley!

Riley, hi.

What are you doing here?

Well, I thought I would surprise you with a ride and...

I don't know, I thought maybe we could just go get some Froyo

and celebrate your first day.

Oh, that's nice of you, but I'm good.

Are you sure? I know how tough it is settling in,

and I just really wanna help.

Thanks for the offer.

I'm actually gonna be checking out cheer squad tryouts.

That's great. You'd be so good at that.

Why do you say that?

Your uplifting, positive energy.

I mean, that's what cheer's all about.

Thanks for the confidence,

but I haven't cheered in a few years.

Oh, well, it'll be like riding a bike.

It would be nice to follow in my mom's footsteps.

She cheered in high school.

Well, then it's in your DNA.

All right, well, I'm gonna go.

Okay, well, good luck, honey.

I can't wait to hear all about it tonight.

Recruits will have to learn a set of routines

from members already on the squad.

They will cover all the skills

a Hamilton High cheerleader must know.

At the end of next week,

recruits will showcase those routines,

and the best of you will make the team.

Keep in mind, we didn't have many seniors last year,

so there are only two spots open.

Do your best and good luck to you all.

Oh, don't forget to turn in your medical approval forms ASAP.

Six girls, two spots. That's scary.

I'm not worried.

- I just moved here. - Oh, me too!

And I was all-state at my old high school.

Oh, um, I only cheered in middle school.

Okay, girls, you ready?

Five, six, seven, eight.

Pressure. Turn it up. Defense, attack.

Okay? Now one of you try.

Pressure. Turn it up. Defense, attack.

Great! Nice arm work.

Okay. Uh, now your turn.

Pressure. Turn it up.

Defense, attack.

Pretty good. That was close.

But you have to throw your head up higher

and really straighten your arms.

Okay.

Next?

Hmm.

Riley, that you?

Hey!

Amanda told me you tried out for cheer. That's great!

Dad, please don't get too excited.

Turns out I'm pretty rusty.

You know what? I know something that'll cheer you up.

Amanda made a nice dinner.

Oh, cool.

Hmm? Hope you're hungry.

This is a lot for the three of us.

Well, there's lots to celebrate.

Looks delicious, honey.

Far cry from the pasta and waffles I used to serve us.

I never really minded our pasta and waffles.

I've always wanted a family to sit down to dinner with.

And now because of the both of you, I have one.

So I want to hear everything.

I want to hear all about tryouts and school.

Any cute boys?

I don't want to hear anything

about cute boys.

Well, I was just telling Dad

that tryouts weren't that great.

There's not that many spots on the team,

and I'm nowhere near good enough.

Well, it's only the first day,

so eat a good dinner, get a good night's rest,

and maybe tomorrow will be better.

I believe in you.

Have you met any nice people at school?

Uh, the girl who showed me around was nice-- Blaire.

Oh, well, look at that. You already made a new friend.

You know where I had lots of friends though?

My old school back in Chicago,

before you convinced my dad to get a job here.

Riley, Amanda didn't convince me of anything.

I mean, she found me a good opportunity, and I took it.

Better pay, smaller class sizes for you,

and look at this house.

A lot bigger than that cramped apartment we had in the city.

I liked our apartment.

I liked our lives.

Well, just think how great this move will be

once you make the team.

If I make the team.

Oh, I have faith. I have faith in you,

in this place,

and in our new family.

I know there's been a lot of changes lately.

That is the understatement of the century.

You know, I just wish you'd give her a chance.

She really loves you.

Dad, she doesn't even know me.

Then open your heart to her. Let her get to know you.

It's been you and I for so long.

I know it's gonna take a little time.

You could try a little harder.

I liked it when it was just us.

Me too, but I also love Amanda.

She's made me happier than I ever thought I could be.

You know, since, um...

since we lost your mom.

I just wish marrying her so quickly

didn't also mean uprooting our entire existence.

Riley, you know you'll always be my priority.

My number one.

All I'm asking is you give this place a chance.

If after a month or so you're still miserable,

then we can maybe discuss moving back.

Really?

Yes, but...

you have to give this town and Amanda a chance.

Who knows? Maybe I'll actually make the cheer team.

Now that's the spirit!

Since there were disruptions during our first class,

I've decided to assign lab partners

for the rest of the semester.

Please look for your name at each station.

Howdy, partner.

Howdy back.

Between you and me, if we're cutting anything open,

it's gonna be all you.

I'm not good with blood.

What makes you think I am?

You look tough.

No. In like a... secret inner-strength type of way.

It's a compliment.

Okay, then I'll take it as such.

No.

What?

I take everything back.

You going out for cheer?

What's wrong with cheer?

It's a little attention-seeking, don't you think?

I mean, "Oh, hey, look at me.

I'm good at throwing things up in the air."

Um, I think it's an empowering sport

that spreads motivation and inspiration.

Are you trying out for the actual team,

or are you writing their bumper stickers?

You're the one yesterday who said

I would be invisible without a team.

What's wrong with being invisible?

Except you're not, and I can hear you talking.

Please listen up.

Our first lab will be

an introduction to the basics.

Please get out your textbooks and turn to chapter one.

Okay, the important thing to remember

is to stay on the count.

Ready?

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

Keep trying. You're getting in your head.

Okay, I'll show you the next segment.

And one, two--

I'm gonna grab some water.

Okay. Three, four.

Nice.

Good. Wanna take it from the top? All right.

Ready, one, two...

Five, six.

Okay.

And then seven, eight.

Good. Good job.

- Coach? - Yeah.

Hi, I'm Amanda, Riley's mom. Well, stepmom.

Hi, I'm Coach Toni. Nice to meet you.

It's nice to meet you too.

We don't usually get many observers during tryouts.

Well, I had a PTA meeting, so I thought I would just come by

and see how it's going with Riley.

I mean, do you think she has a chance?

I really admire Riley's work ethic.

Well, that didn't answer my question.

We have a lot of talented girls going out for limited spots.

You see Dee over there?

She got all-state at her last school.

That's the bar being set.

Okay, I see.

All right. Well, thank you.

Hmm.

Four, five, six, seven.

There's my handsome husband.

Hi, baby.

Are you okay?

- Truth? - Yeah.

- I'm worried about Riley. - Why?

Well, she's putting all her eggs in that cheer basket.

What happens if she doesn't make the team?

Oh, honey, don't even say that.

But she's been pretty miserable since she got here.

You know, maybe the move was a mistake.

Brian said if I ever want to move back to Chicago,

there's a place for me there.

No. That's not gonna happen.

Okay.

Honey, I just think that we have to give this a real chance.

You know, this town's way better for Riley in the long run.

It's got better schools, safer neighborhoods,

and she's so talented and so special.

I mean, how could she not make the team?

So very soon, she's gonna be so busy on the squad,

she'll be nothing but happy.

Yeah, well, I hope you're right.

I am. You have to trust me.

I want nothing but the best for us.

All of us.

Help, help, help.

You need a hand?

I got it.

Cheer tryouts really kicking your butt.

You have no idea.

Muscles are sore that I didn't even know I had.

Were all the girls nice at least?

Yeah, for the most part.

Definitely stick to their cliques though.

Hoping that changes if I make the team.

We'll have to see.

What was that?

What was what?

That little head-not-smile wave thing.

He's my bio partner.

That's not all you want him to be.

- What the-- - What?

Why is she here?

Who's that?

My stepmom. I'll be back.

What are you doing here?

Oh, hi, honey. Didn't I tell you?

I volunteered to make cookies for the PTA bake sale.

I didn't know that was a thing happening.

I just want to be more involved in your life.

How nice of you.

Do you want one?

Thanks.

I'm gonna go.

Okay, well, I'll see you tonight.

Have a good rest of your day.

- Excuse me. -Oh, sure.

Can I help you?

Oh, hi. Yeah, I'm a volunteer with the PTA for the bake sale,

and I cannot seem to find the restroom.

Uh, it's down that hall to the left.

- Oh, okay, great. Thank you. - Sure.

Were you in traffic this morning?

Oh, yes, it was a nightmare.

- Oh, Coach Toni. - Oh, hi again.

Hi. Do you happen to know where the bake sale is?

Right across the quad, near the lunch tables.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

The goal of this lab is to isolate and observe

the DNA of a strawberry.

See? We're starting with something that doesn't bleed.

Still, it's very bloodlike in color.

Cooper, are you afraid of this strawberry?

No, but we do have to mush it up in this plastic bag,

which is kinda gross.

Okay, I'll do that, you fill out the lab report.

Oh, okay, so I get the boring part.

Oh, no, I just don't want you to get lightheaded

from all the strawberry juice.

Your last name is Morris?

Yeah.

Like Chloe the cheer captain?

That is my sister.

- Get out. - I wish I could,

but we're biologically linked for life.

So that's why you're so anti-cheer.

I'm not anti-cheer.

I just think it's a stupid sport.

That's being anti-cheer.

Fine.

I guess it's a sibling jealousy thing.

I don't just want to be known as Cooper, Chloe's brother.

So who do you want to be?

Cooper, that guy who has great taste in music

and can shred pretty well on the guitar.

Well, I can start thinking of you that way, if you want.

I would appreciate that.

And you?

You want to be known for being a cheerleader?

I just don't want to be the weird new girl

who transferred her junior year,

so if cheer gets me there...

I don't see you that way.

Thanks.

Okay, ready to smash this strawberry?

All you. Go nuts.

Hey, uh, do you think you can help me with the leg extension?

I'm trying to get it perfect.

Sure. Okay, it starts like this.

So you one, toe up. Right?

Oh. Ah!

- I like that! - Okay!

That was so good.

We have to work that into our routine.

Hey, Dee, can we talk?

Uh, sure.

I was going over the medical approval forms,

and there seems to be a problem with yours.

Did my doctor not send it?

He sent it, but he didn't sign off on you.

He says you have severe asthma

and doesn't clear you to join any sports team.

What? That has to be some kind of mistake.

Let's go give him a call. We'll get to the bottom of it.

Let's give him a call.

Damn. She was a shoo-in.

She didn't seem like she had asthma.

Let's hope it was a mistake.

Good run, guys. Great job. Get some water.

- Well, that was annoying. - Is everything okay?

Yeah. I called my doctor, and he didn't send that form,

so there must've been a mix-up

with his staff and another patient.

For a minute, we were like, "Oh, no!"

You guys are so sweet.

We're serious. One spot is totally yours.

But don't worry, guys. One spot is still up for grabs.

Thanks for picking me up.

We did conditioning most of practice,

so walking home did not sound appealing.

Oh, are you kidding? It's my pleasure.

Plus, it gives us a chance to chitchat.

So conditioning, how was that?

Exhausting.

Oh, well, was everyone able to keep up?

Yeah.

And all the recruits were there?

Yeah. Why do you ask?

Oh, no reason. I just got here early,

and I thought I didn't see all of you out on the track, so...

Dee had some issues with her medical approval form.

Oh, that's terrible.

It's okay. She cleared it right up.

Oh, well, that's good.

Yeah, for her.

Top girls made it pretty clear

that she has one of the open spots,

which leaves one more.

Well, that doesn't seem fair.

I feel like if there was a few more spots open,

I really could have had a shot.

You looked like you were having so much fun out there.

I really was.

It sucks getting a taste of it all,

knowing it could be ripped away.

Well, honey, there's still time.

You never know what could happen.

Hmm. You girls have had your fun.

It's time for some new blood.

Ahem.

Dr. Shaeffer.

Mallory! We didn't have an appointment.

I've been trying to get in touch with you for months.

You haven't returned my calls or texts.

I know. I'm sorry. I've been out of town.

Well, after the state you were in the last time we talked,

I was very concerned.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

So are you all right?

Actually, I've never been better.

- Really? - Yeah.

It's like I have a...

like I have a whole new lease on life.

Well, that's good to hear.

Thank you.

I know losing the person that you love the most

can be hard to move on from.

I'm just a little surprised at how different you suddenly seem.

Perhaps we should start up the weekly sessions again.

Oh, no, that won't be necessary, Dr. Shaeffer.

My heart's healed. I've moved on.

And I won't be coming back to the city again,

so I wanted to get my file and any records you kept on me.

Well, we don't have files anymore.

Everything's digital.

Oh, well, a printout's fine then.

Sure. I'll get that for you right now.

- Thank you. - Relax.

Now, Mallory,

therapy isn't always linear, okay?

My door is always open if you feel like you're relapsing.

Trust me.

Everything's great now,

and I am gonna do everything in my power

to make sure it stays that way.

Well, that's good to hear.

Thank you so much for this.

It's great to see you.

You too.

Have a good day.

- Yeah, but he's great. - But it just makes him look--

Oh, my goodness! I am so sorry.

I didn't even see you there. Are you all right?

Yeah.

Oh, do you girls know about

the book drive the PTA is doing?

It's the third annual one that they're doing.

Yeah, it's gonna be really great.

- Anyway, you sure you're okay? - Yeah.

- Again, I'm very sorry. - Thanks.

- Have a great day. - You too.

Bye.

- That was great! - Oh, thanks.

- I've been practicing a lot. - I can tell.

I'm just trying to get the lead-up to the high-kick down.

I think if you bend your knees more right after the turn,

it'll help.

Okay.

You're right. Thanks for the tip.

For sure. I want us to end up with the best team possible.

Yeah.

So do you think I have a shot?

Of course, of course.

There she is.

Ariel Clemens?

I need to check your bag, please.

What? Why?

Do you have your bag with you?

Yeah.

Then please show it to me.

Go ahead, Ariel.

No. I want to know why first.

There was an anonymous tip that you're carrying contraband.

But I don't.

Well, then this would be really quick, won't it?

What-- Are you even allowed to look at my stuff?

Don't you need a warrant for that?

You're a student on school property,

so actually I don't.

This is so stupid.

Ariel, just do it. Show them they're wrong.

Uh, remove the contents, please.

Okay, well, I hope you're ready to look like a fool

because my dad is gonna sue this school so hard!

Ariel, the sooner we clear this up,

the sooner we can get back to tryouts.

Erythropoietin. Do you have a prescription for this?

That's not mine.

It's a performance enhancement drug.

I swear! I swear I've never seen those before.

It looks like it's been prescribed,

but the name is missing.

Which means it could be stolen.

This is crazy! Those aren't mine!

I don't even know how that got in there!

Coach Toni...

I'm sorry, Ariel.

Rules are rules.

I have to suspend you from the team until further notice.

- What? - Oh, no.

Come on, kid.

- Wait.

So what does that mean? Is she permanently off the team?

I don't know. Maybe.

Ariel Clemens? I never would've figured her for the doping type.

Yeah, the whole thing just seems really weird.

She was so adamant the pills weren't hers.

Tiana started crying after Ariel left,

convinced that the pills were planted on her,

swearing she'd figure out who did it.

It's a good thing though, right? I mean, she's off the team.

That's one more spot opening up to recruits.

The more I think about it,

the more I don't think it helps me.

Two spots turns into three,

Dee is still a sure thing,

and two of the other recruits are legacy.

Their sisters cheered for Hamilton High,

so I'm pretty sure Coach Toni is leaning towards them.

Oh, hey, I was just coming by

to see if you girls wanted a late-night snack.

No. We're-- We're good.

Okay, well, just let me know if you need anything.

Good work, you two.

Remember Monday's quiz on cell structure.

You're dismissed.

Right as I was riding the high from our A,

she hits us with that.

We should study for it.

I plan to.

- I meant like together. - Oh.

You wanna come over tomorrow? I know it's Saturday--

Yes.

Was that too eager?

I don't have a Ferris wheel in my backyard,

so maybe a little.

I'd love to.

Hey, babe.

Oh, hi, honey.

Apparently, Riley's off to another friend's house tomorrow.

I think she's starting to fit in.

Oh, I told you.

Except the smile on her face made me think it was a boy.

Well, even better, right?

Well, as long as he doesn't, you know, break her heart.

What's this?

Oh, I'm just brushing up on my video editing skills.

Really? You're thinking about going back to work?

Maybe that old marketing company of yours needs a freelancer.

No. I am just getting things ready,

so that I can edit together some highlight reels

when Riley makes the team.

Really? That is so sweet of you, honey.

Thank you.

Well, don't be too long.

I'll be there in a bit.

I can't believe you made me cookies.

I mean, it was a lot of trouble.

I had to harvest the chocolate, milk a cow, grow sugarcane.

Sounds like a lot of work.

Yeah, it was. And I mean, I might have used this, but...

Well, they'll taste good either way.

What smells so good?

Hey, Riley.

I didn't know you guys knew each other.

- Lab partners. - Just lab partners?

Because Daryl Wellington was your lab partner last year,

and I don't remember you making him cookies.

I'll have you know Daryl Wellington

was gluten intolerant,

or I probably would have.

Well, I'll just grab one and be on my way.

Good. Bye.

Did Riley tell you she has a really good toe-touch?

Funny enough, Riley did not tell me about her toe-touch.

Riley, how could you keep this from me?

Sorry. I didn't think we were quite on that level yet.

I'm serious. And if you just perfected your round-offs,

you'd be unstoppable.

- Really? - Totally.

I always have trouble with the step-out at the end.

You have to hold in your core. Do you want me to show you?

No. Our study date is not getting hijacked by cheer.

Date? Yeah, study date.

What, you can't spare Riley for like five seconds,

so I can show her something?

Fine, but make it quick.

Come on.

Hey, girls, welcome to tailgate party!

She was pretty nice about it and really helped my form out.

Okay, but skip to the good part.

Then did you and Cooper hang out?

We studied for bio, if that's what you're asking.

- Just study? - Yes.

- Oh, my God. - Can you believe this?

Hey, girls, welcome to tailgate party!

This is unbelievable.

Hey, everything okay?

Tiana's in with Principal Baker getting suspended,

maybe expelled.

Why?

Coach Toni and a few other cheer parents

got this in their email last night.

Hey, girls, welcome to tailgate party!

Do you know who sent this?

We don't know.

I've known Tiana and Ariel since there were five.

There's no way they're both going out partying

and not telling me.

So you think the video might be a fake?

I can't tell.

But how did someone just happen to find a video of them partying

right after Ariel got busted for having those pills?

Either I don't know my best friends like I thought I did,

or something really sketchy is going on.

I am beyond devastated

that now two of our top cheerleaders

have sacrificed their cheer careers and personal reputations

for what, to run a little faster,

to let loose on the weekends?

Hamilton High athletes are known for their integrity.

And now this.

With all due respect, Coach Toni,

I believe Ariel and Tiana

when they say that they're innocent.

I wish I could take them both at their word,

but the evidence is stacked against them,

since we all witnessed the pills found on Ariel,

and on top of that, both she and Tiana

were blatantly caught drinking and partying.

I have no choice

but to permanently remove them from the team.

Hey, honey, your dad has to work late,

so we are gonna have an early dinner.

Uh, thanks, but I'm not hungry.

Oh, you have to eat. You've worked hard.

Please? I made your favorite: Spaghetti Bolognese.

Okay, sure.

Good. Well, have a seat.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah, I feel fine.

It's just two girls got kicked off the team this past week.

Oh, wow. Really?

Yeah, and apparently for things really out of character,

at least according to the other girls.

Well, the bright side is

now there's more spots open for you recruits.

Yeah, but I don't want to make the team

because other girls might have been sabotaged.

Have you considered that these girls

might be guilty of what they're being accused of?

Yes, but it still feels weird.

Sometimes we don't really know

what's going on in someone else's life.

They may seem perfectly fine on the outside,

but inside, struggling with their demons.

I mean, keeping steroids in your purse,

raging on the weekends in secret?

Yeah, honey, that's what people do

when they're crying out for help.

Can I share something really personal with you?

Sure.

Before I met your dad, I was in love with someone else,

and his name was Tim.

We worked together at the same marketing firm back in Chicago,

and we were crazy about each other.

We talked about our future and getting married, having kids,

even what our house would look like.

He promised me the world,

and I was the happiest I'd ever been.

Then one day, Tim didn't show up for work.

No call, no email, and I was so worried.

I kept calling and calling and calling.

And then a police officer came to the office

and broke the news to us that...

that he was dead.

He, uh, he committed suicide.

I'm so sorry.

I had no idea how much pain he was in.

I thought we were happy.

I thought he was happy.

And then in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

Our future was gone. My life...

Flipped upside-down?

Yeah.

I know what it's like to lose someone you love.

My point, Riley, is people have secrets,

and you don't really know what's going on in someone else's mind.

We only know what people let us know.

I'll get it.

Hey.

- Hi. - Sorry to just drop by.

I was wondering if you wanted to go get ice cream.

I would've called, but I was in the neighborhood.

The guitar shop around the corner was having a sale, so...

Riley, who is it?

Oh, this is Cooper. He's in my biology class.

Ah. Hi, Cooper.

Hi. Nice to meet you, uh...

Mrs. Dillon.

Mrs. Dillon.

So... what brings you by?

Oh, I was wondering if Riley wanted to go to ice cream.

I'll get my jacket.

Uh, could you excuse us for a second, please?

- Sure. - Thanks.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

What do you mean?

Well, boys like him often lead to heartbreak,

and I don't want you to have another reason

for hating this place.

Cooper's a good guy. Trust me.

He's the only reason I'm okay with this town.

Okay, but be careful.

We're just getting ice cream.

Have fun.

You're kidding me.

No. I designed an ice cream tattoo in the first grade,

and I told my parents as soon as I turned 18,

I was gonna get it.

So are you going to?

I don't want to let my first grade self down,

but I also wasn't that good at drawing,

and I don't really want to get a tattoo

of a long shape with a round top.

- Fair enough. - What about you?

Any tattoos on your horizon?

Yeah. I always wanted to get a daisy on my shoulder

or above my heart.

It was my mom's name.

Oh. I thought that was your mom at your house today.

No. No, no, no. My mom died when I was little.

That was Amanda, my stepmom,

which still feels really weird to say.

I still think of her as this random woman my dad met

after she rear-ended him.

Sounds like you're not a fan.

It all happened really fast.

It was me and my dad for years,

and then she literally crashed into our lives,

convinced him to get married within months,

get a new job and move here.

So no, not a big fan.

That's a lot to go through in a short amount of time.

Kinda feel bad though.

Sounds like maybe she's been through a lot too.

I guess I should cut her some slack.

I'm so sorry. I did not mean

for this to turn into Riley's ice cream therapy.

No. I like hearing about you and your life.

- And I kind of like Amanda. - Really?

Yeah. I mean, it sounds like she's the reason you moved here,

and now you're my life.

She can't be all that bad.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Oh, my God! You nailed it!

All thanks to you.

Nah, I just polished what was already there.

Good job, Riley.

I can tell you're putting your all into this.

I'm looking forward to seeing all your routines on Friday.

Thanks.

Coach, any word on the investigation

with Ariel and Tiana? The more I think about it,

the more it just doesn't make sense.

Look, Chloe, I, of all people,

want there to be a different explanation for their behavior,

but sometimes things are exactly as they seemed.

The good news is there's some great incoming talent,

and with you as captain,

I'm looking forward to the team we put together.

I'm still not convinced.

Great work, girls.

The decision will be even harder this year.

Hydrate and rest up.

Only two days until decision day.

Do you want a ride home?

Really? Yeah, that would be great.

Of course. We're practically teammates.

Okay, so be real.

You're super into my brother, right?

Why? Did he say something?

Oh, come on! Look at that smile!

Yeah, okay, I'm pretty into him.

I knew it.

And him being anti-cheer?

Everyone has flaws.

Fair enough.

Well, just don't break his heart.

Hey, I won't if he won't.

Oh, it's the house up here on the left.

Oh, please don't come over here.

Hey, girls!

Hey, Amanda, this is Chloe.

Hi, Chloe, nice to meet you.

Ride home from the captain of the squad.

That's gotta be a good sign.

- Amanda! - I'm sorry.

I'm just so excited. How's Riley doing?

Most improved, for sure.

Well, maybe she'll get one of the three spots.

Or is it four now?

Actually, I'm holding out hope

that this Ariel and Tiana situation will be cleared up.

Oh, okay.

Yeah, I'm not taking this lying down.

I know those girls.

Something isn't right.

Uh, well, thanks for the ride, Chloe.

You know what, Chloe? I was just about to make smoothies,

if you want to come in and join us.

I could go for a smoothie.

Oh, great. I just got some fresh goji berries.

You have a really nice house.

Oh, thanks, hon.

It's one of the reasons why I wanted to move out of the city.

You know, a lot more space. Right, Riley?

Let me get some ice.

Oh, that's not gonna be enough.

I'm going to go to the garage freezer

and grab the ice from there.

- Do you want me to? - Oh, no, it's okay.

You girls just sit and chat and relax.

I'll be right back.

- She's a bit-- - Yeah.

Trust me. Say no more.

She's nice though.

Yeah, but it's the kind of nice that...

It just sometimes comes across fake.

Or someone really trying.

So do you really think Ariel and Tiana can come back?

Totally. I'm not giving up like Coach Toni.

But don't worry.

I still think you have a good shot at the team too.

Oh, yeah. No, I wasn't even thinking about that.

Okay. The key to this is

making sure you put the honey on top of the ice.

Would you mind if we went out back

and practiced the routines maybe?

Of course.

Sorry for keeping you so late.

Thanks for the extra help with the cheers.

- Thanks for the extra smoothie. - That's all Amanda.

I'll see you tomorrow. Oh!

And I'll say hi to my brother for you.

Read my mind.

No, no, no, no.

Damn it!

Cooper.

I came as soon as I got your text.

What's going on? Is she okay?

We don't know yet. It's bad.

She could be paralyzed.

My parents are talking to the doctor right now.

She's about to go into surgery.

My God. Cooper, I don't know what to say.

Just wait with me.

Of course.

Riley Dillon?

Yes?

And you must be Cooper Morris.

I just spoke with your parents outside the O.R.

My name is Detective Sanchez,

and after a preliminary check of Chloe's vehicle,

I've been tasked with investigating

the circumstances of the accident.

Riley, when you get a chance,

will you and a parent or guardian

come down to the station?

I just have a few questions for you.

You can ask me anything now.

Might be better to have a parent with you.

I don't understand. Why?

What do you mean, "investigating the circumstances?"

After a quick diagnostic of the car,

it looks like Chloe's brakes malfunctioned.

They may have been tampered with.

Chloe couldn't stop her car.

Based on her phone records,

you were the last person with her before the accident.

She gave me a ride home. Her car seemed totally fine.

Which is why I need to ask you some more questions.

Ask me now.

Okay.

Can you walk me through your ride home?

Yeah. We were at cheer tryouts.

She offered me a ride. I accepted.

She dropped me off at home.

My stepmom invited us in for smoothies.

We talked and practiced cheer routines, then she left.

So both of you were trying out

for the high school cheerleading team?

I am. Chloe's already on the team. She's captain.

And is Chloe in charge of deciding who makes the team?

No. Um, I think the coach has the final say.

And you and Chloe, you were on good terms?

Yeah, of course.

These teams, I mean, they can get pretty competitive.

Was that a question?

People will do almost anything to get on 'em.

What are you implying?

Nothing at all.

We're still examining Chloe's car.

We'll know more when that's finished.

I'll be in touch if I have any more questions.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Cooper.

You didn't tell me she gave you a ride home.

Yeah. She was being nice.

Be honest with me.

You had nothing to do with this, right?

Of course not. I can't believe you would even think that.

Well, it does seem strange.

You trying to make the team, we start getting close,

which leads to you spending time with Chloe.

Are you being serious right now?

Cooper, it's me. I would never do this.

Just tell me.

Did you even like me?

Or were you just trying to get on the team?

I like you. A lot.

I think I need to be with my parents in the O.R.

Cooper, don't do this.

I just need some time.

Hey, are you okay? You don't look so good.

Blaire, tell me I'm crazy

and not everyone is looking at me and whispering.

So what exactly happened?

They think someone cut Chloe's brakes,

and word travels fast that I'm the prime suspect,

even the police think so.

I have no idea how this happened or who did it,

so what am I supposed to do now?

Just take a deep breath. They'll figure it out.

Looks like you single-handedly opened up three more spots.

Three?

So now everybody thinks

Ariel and Tiana are somehow my fault too?

You have to admit, this is kinda odd.

You believe me, right?

I should get to class.

Riley, is that you?

I'm going to my room.

You're home early, honey.

Hey, honey, are you okay?

Oh, my-- Okay.

Does this have something to do with your friend you visited

at the hospital last night?

What's going on?

They all think I did it.

What do you mean? You did what?

Someone cut Chloe's brakes,

and the whole school thinks I did it just to get on the team,

not to mention they all think Ariel and Tiana

were somehow my fault too.

Slow down, slow down. Did they actually say this to you?

Not directly, but in their questions and their looks.

And Detective Sanchez pretty much said I did it

right in front of Cooper.

Detective Sanchez? The police are involved?

Yes, and apparently I'm the prime suspect.

It's a nightmare.

Okay, this has gotta be just a big misunderstanding.

Once they look into this, they're gonna find out

you had nothing at all to do with it.

Honey, what about tryouts?

Tryouts? Are you serious, Amanda?

People think I tried to kill a girl,

and you're asking me about tryouts?

Riley, please. Don't take this out on Amanda.

I need some air. I'm going for a walk.

I don't know. Maybe we should look into getting a lawyer.

No, honey, I don't think we need a lawyer.

I'm sure it's what you said. It's a misunderstanding.

Don't worry. I'll figure something out, okay?

- Okay. - Okay?

- Hope so. - I will.

Hey, Mama, how was your day?

Bueno.

Oh, good. After yesterday, I thought maybe you hated me.

That doesn't matter.

I mean, it does matter,

but that's why I need your help.

I don't have a car, and I need a ride to Chicago,

like right now.

- Is this about Chloe? - Kind of.

I'll explain everything on the way.

I'm really sorry, Riley, but I can't leave.

I have a robotics competition at00,

and there's no way we'd be back by then.

It's okay. Um...

I'll think of something else.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not.

Cooper.

- Wait, please.

I'm scared.

I need your help.

You're scared?

I think I know who hurt Chloe.

And if I'm right, I'm in serious danger.

Who?

My stepmom.

What? Why?

I don't have all the information yet.

Why do you need me?

I need a ride to Chicago right now.

The quicker I figure this out, the better.

Okay, let's go.

Where Chloe was parked in front of my house before her accident,

there was a puddle of brake fluid.

I mean, we were in the backyard practicing cheers for a while.

Who knows what Amanda was up to?

Why would Amanda sneak away to cut my sister's brakes?

I think she thought she was helping me.

Oh, God.

I mean, she clearly wanted me on the cheer team at any cost.

I have no idea why.

I really don't know anything about her,

and everything I'm finding out just doesn't make sense.

This is it. His wife lives here.

- Here? - Yeah.

We don't wanna buy it, and we're fine with our religion.

We're not solicitors.

Well, I can't-- Settle down!

I can't do anything about the noise right now.

- It's not that either. - Okay.

We're here to ask about your late husband, Tim.

Who are you?

Do you know an Amanda Barkley?

No.

Do you know who this woman is?

Yeah, come inside.

That's Mallory Rivers.

She's the woman who killed my husband.

She married my dad, except she goes by Amanda now.

So your husband didn't kill himself.

No, no, of course not. I know the cops say that,

based off the other driver's testimony,

but I don't buy it.

So what happened?

Mallory was sleeping with my husband.

They had an affair. They were working together.

When I found out,

I told him that if he didn't break things off,

that I'd take the kids and leave.

He tried to end it, but she was obsessed with him,

started stalking him.

She was just desperate to get him back.

I would see her car parked outside our house.

She had it stuck in her head

that I was the only reason they weren't together.

If she loved him so much, why'd she kill him?

She meant to kill me.

The morning Tim died, we decided to swap cars

'cause I needed more trunk space for a work project.

But I think Mallory did something to his car.

The other driver that survived the crash,

he said that Tim was driving 100 toward him.

Said he didn't even try and slow down.

So the cops ruled it a suicide.

But I know my Tim.

He would never leave his kids like that.

Did they examine the car?

It was so wrecked, they moved it to a junkyard.

Suicide isn't covered in life insurance.

So I lost everything.

We had to move here.

So trust me when I tell you

every day I work to prove my theory

that that bitch did it.

I even hired a P.I. with what I had left.

But she left town.

At least now I know where she went.

I'm so sorry all this happened to you.

She's dangerous.

Do you understand?

She will do anything to get what she wants.

- Do you believe her? - I think so.

I mean, why would she lie about any of that?

Maybe to make sense of her husband's death.

I always had a pit in my stomach about Amanda.

Something was off.

That's why she wanted to move so bad.

Maybe she knew Sarah was onto her.

She was scared she'd get caught.

Why would she be so desperate for you to make the team?

Because if I made the team,

my dad wouldn't have a reason to move us back.

Back to the city where she committed murder.

What do we do now?

I have to talk to my dad.

Hey, Ri. You're home later than usual.

You know you're supposed to call.

Sorry. Is Amanda here?

No. She's at a PTA meeting.

I swear, that woman's trying to win

stepmom of the year or something.

Dad, I don't think Amanda is who she says she is.

Oh, really? And who would she be?

A woman named Mallory Rivers, who might have murdered someone.

Honey, is this a joke or something?

'Cause it's not very funny.

I'm not joking. I just drove to Chicago

and talked to a woman named Sarah Anders.

Her husband Tim was having an affair

with a woman named Mallory,

who, when I showed a picture of Amanda,

she identified her as Mallory.

Her husband died in a car accident,

and she thinks Mallory did something to her car,

hoping to hurt her and instead killed Tim.

Honey, are you feeling okay?

Dad, Amanda might be dangerous.

I think she wanted me on the cheer team so bad

that she did those awful things to those other girls,

including cutting Chloe's brakes.

I'm having a hard time thinking Amanda would hurt anyone.

Do you have any proof outside this woman's ramblings?

They're not ramblings.

Amanda told me that she was with a guy named Tim that died,

but it seems like there's more to it.

Did she ever talk to you about him?

- No. - Did she mention

she used to go by a different name?

No, honey, but I'm going to talk to Amanda when she gets home.

No! Not yet.

Why not? Best thing to do in a situation like this

is get everything out in the open.

Dad, I don't know what she's capable of.

You know, Riley, I know you've struggled with Amanda,

and I know you're having a really difficult time

with all these things that have happened lately,

so I think, I think you might be overreacting.

Okay? Don't worry.

I'm gonna talk to Amanda. Everything's gonna be okay.

I hope you're not falling asleep without me.

No, no.

No, I'm, uh, I'm glad you're home.

How was your day?

Oh, interesting, interesting.

Riley came home making some very disturbing accusations.

Like what?

Well, she seems to think that you...

murdered an ex-boyfriend named Tim or something.

What? Why would she say something like that?

Well, she mentioned that she drove to Chicago,

and she talked to a woman

whose husband was murdered in a car crash

and who was convinced that you used to go by a different name.

- Riley said all this. - She did.

I hope she's not on something.

What do you mean, "on something?"

Just teens these days deal with pressure differently,

and for Riley to make up a story like that, honey?

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, so none of this ever happened.

You never went by a different name?

My mom used to call me Mandy when I was younger.

Does that count?

Babe, I think Riley has just been through a lot lately,

and she's just trying to make sense of everything

that's been going on with cheer and her friend's accident.

She just wants an answer that makes sense.

Yeah, I think you're probably right.

I know I'm right.

Amanda?

You ungrateful little bitch.

I'm trying to help you.

You're hurting people.

I've worked really hard to get this new life,

and I want you to understand

that I will stop at nothing to keep it.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Good.

Then can I get an "I'm sorry, Amanda?"

I'm sorry, Amanda.

Good girl.

Sweet dreams.

Oh, God. And she was just standing over you?

The look in her eyes, I've never been more afraid.

She threatened you. We should go to the police.

And tell them what?

My own dad didn't even believe me.

And you know, yeah,

when you blurt it all out, it sounds really crazy.

We need proof.

So let's get proof.

I don't know where to start.

Let's retrace all her actions.

First she targeted Ariel, right?

Yes, with the steroids.

Okay, well, she had to get those pills from somewhere.

Didn't you say they looked like they were prescribed?

What kind of car does she drive? Is it old or new?

My dad bought her a brand-new SUV for her wedding gift.

Good. Go through her GPS history.

Check all the places she's been,

especially around the time those pills showed up.

- I'll go right now. - I'll go with you.

No, you don't have to.

You need to be with Chloe.

I can't pace around the hospital waiting room anymore.

I want to make sure you're okay.

If this leads us nowhere, we're back to square one.

I'll look into that partying video,

see if there's any way to tell if it's a fake.

Thank you so much.

Her car's in the garage,

but if I go inside, she'll hear me,

same if I open it from the outside.

Does she ever go out? Groceries?

I don't know. I honestly tried to learn

as little about her as possible.

- Okay, I got the spare keys.

Oh, damn it.

Are you getting all this?

Hold on. I'm typing as fast as I can.

- Did you hear that?

- She's back already?

The address says it's right here.

This is just an office building.

Psychiatrist.

Maybe she's getting help.

Yeah, if that's the case, he's doing a great job.

Oh, hi. Uh, may I help you?

We're closed. Everyone's gone for the day.

Did you have an appointment?

Uh, no, we're not here for an appointment.

I think my stepmom came and saw you recently.

Do you know this woman?

I'm really not at liberty to discuss my patients.

So she is one of your patients.

What is this about?

I think Amanda, or rather Mallory...

We think Mallory might have come in possession of...

Erythropoietin.

Which is a prescribed medication

that can also be used as a sports steroid.

I need to know where she got it. Did you prescribe it to her?

No, of course not. I would never--

I can't discuss this.

You both should leave.

There's a prescription missing, isn't there?

We know she saw you last week.

I don't want to have to tell you again. Time to go.

We need help proving how she got those pills.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

She's a killer, you know that? You're protecting a killer.

I'm calling security.

Come on, Riley. Let's just go.

What do we do now?

Is there a way to trace the prescription

to the pharmacy she got it filled at?

Maybe they got her on like the surveillance camera?

Maybe, but I don't think she would go

to a pharmacy in Maplewood.

If anything, we need to check her GPS history

for around here first.

Okay.

Hi, Riley, it's Dad again.

Um, it's getting pretty late,

and I haven't heard from you at all.

Are you with Amanda? Friends?

Please call me.

Hi, Amanda. I'm just checking in.

No one's been here since I got home,

and there's like no notes, no messages.

Riley's not picking up, and you're not picking up,

so I am wondering where the heck everybody is.

Hello?

Hello, Blaire?

This is James Dillon. I'm Riley's dad.

- Oh, hey. - Is Riley with you?

I haven't seen her since I got home, haven't heard from her,

and she's not responding to calls or texts.

Um, yeah, no, she's not here.

Last I talked to her,

she and Cooper went to go look into something.

Hmm. Look into what?

They went to look into all the places

your wife has been in the past week.

Mr. Dillon, is your wife computer savvy?

I-I guess. She used to create videos

for her old marketing company.

She created a deep fake video

to get Tiana and Ariel kicked off the team.

What?

- Blaire? - Amanda took Riley!

What do you mean? Took her where?

Cooper just texted me, and they were together,

and they were attacked, and it was Amanda.

Okay, um, Blaire, uh...

can you track Riley on your phone?

Yeah, but I think we should call the cops.

Please. I just need to find Riley.

Let me check something.

According to Find-Ur-Friends,

her phone was last located off of Route 34,

near Rooters Farm.

Thanks.

Wait! Should we call the pol--

Mr. Dillon!

Look, I really don't have time for this.

I'm Detective Sanchez, and this is about your daughter.

She left a very threatening note on my car,

saying that unless I stopped looking at her

as a suspect in Chloe's accident,

something's gonna happen to my mother.

That can't be. Riley would never do that.

She's not totally clueless

because she made sure not to leave her prints on it.

That's not Riley's handwriting.

That's my wife Amanda's.

Riley was right. I have to go.

- Sanchez.

Detective Sanchez? This is Blaire.

I'm a friend of Riley Dillon.

Please let me go.

I can't.

Yes, you can. Please, Mallory.

My name is Amanda.

Amanda, you don't have to do this.

You know what?

I told you to stop, and you didn't.

And now I know you won't, so I can't have that.

I won't tell anyone.

- I promise. - Oh, it's too late for that.

Don't do this.

Do you want to know the saddest part of all this is?

Is if you were just a little bit better at cheerleading,

none of this would've happened.

You would've made the team on your own,

you would've been happy with this move,

your dad would've been satisfied,

and we could've all lived happily ever after together

as a loving family,

and that's all I ever wanted.

You murdered someone!

Out of love.

They'll figure this out. You can't run from this.

You can't hide behind my dad and me forever.

Definitely not behind you.

And your dad and I will go somewhere else.

Maybe abroad.

And I'll help him get over losing you,

and perhaps we'll have kids of our own.

You're deranged. You need help.

Oh, I'm helping myself.

I didn't want it to end like this, honey.

I really did want to be your mom,

and I really did want you to make the team.

Yeah, so my dad didn't take us back to the place

where you committed murder.

Goodbye, Riley.

I'll take very good care of your daddy.

Riley! Are you there?

Riley, is that you?

Riley!

Riley, honey.

Honey, wake up.

Wake up.

Honey, please.

Dad! Dad!

- It's okay. - Amanda! Amanda!

- I got you. - Amanda!

I know, I know.

Police! Hands up!

So much for my happily ever after.

Yay!

That was great.

Thanks. I'm just happy to be here.

I'm happy you're here.

Me too.

Look, um, no matter what happens,

if I make the team or not,

I really hope we could still be friends.

Just because your crazy stepmom tried to kill me

doesn't mean that we can't be friends.

And for what it's worth, I hope to make the team too.

Ex-stepmom.