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How about this one?

I don't think so.

The waist is all wrong.

I think it's pretty.

Sweetheart, when you're named
Belle of the Ball

all eyes will be on you.

Okay? So we need
to get the dress just right.

Don't we Mickey?

Please tell her.

Finding the right dress
is vital, Anna.

Any girl can wear a prom dress

but a Debutante must have
a perfect presentation.

Then which one do you think?

Something like this, I think.

That has the exact same waist
as the dress I like

But the drape is different.

I'll try it on.

I'll try this one on too.

Two more years
of teenage defiance.

Oh, it's just a phase, Diana.

Beside, I think
she's perfectly adorable.

Thanks Micky.

I'm just glad she's taking

the Debutante competition
seriously.

Well you were
Belle of the Ball.

It's practically
a family tradition

I wasn't sure girls cared
about these things any more.

But they all seem
to be genuinely excited.

That is good to hear
because the Planning Committee

has been working
almost all year.

We're trying to give the girls
the perfect memorable night.

Oh, I'm sure you will.

What do you think?

-Oh, you look beautiful.
-Told you.

I thought I said I wanted to see
you in the other dress.

Let's face it.
As always your mother's right.

Sophia, what's wrong hon?

I can't get this sentence right.

All that frustration
over one sentence?

Dad, the wrong sentence
at the wrong time

can kill an entire story.

Everybody knows that.

Sorry, I must've
missed that class.

It's my last semester
at Westmont.

which means there's a lot
riding on every grade.

You're so serious,
just like your mother was.

I know.

All right, I'm gonna run
to the store.

Anything special you want?

Greek yogurt?

Already on the list.

I'll see you in a bit.

-Thanks Dad.
-You got it.

- He is so cute.
- Thank you.

Morning, Nicole.

-Mia.
-Hey, Anna.

Oh my God,
you wore the fur collar.

I wantthat jacket.

Why thank you.

Notice anything?

Mia, are those Norma Baptiste?

I wish.

I tried ordering them online
but they were sold out.

So these are knockoffs.

Tell me about it.

I had to order mine

direct from Paris.

Shut up.

Anna Phillips,
the girl who has everything.

Bye.

Hi Miss Dennison.

All right everybody,
settle down.

I want to go over the difference

between summary and analysis
in your writing.

I know, but yesterday
there was some confusion

and if we don't get this right

the next chapter will be nothing
but white noise to you.

Did anyone finish
the worksheet I handed out?

No surprise there.

All right, Marvin,
what did you find?

Summary is an analysis
of the events that took place

like what was said in the piece.

Right.

And Sophia, how about analysis?

Analysis reaches a conclusion
about what was written.

It interprets and discusses
what's important to know

whereas the summary
just states facts

without making any conclusions.

Very good.

Now will you all please
read the worksheet tonight

so these two don't have
to keep answering

these questions by themselves?

All right, moving on
to creating a thesis.

Hey Kenny-boo.

Oh, hey beautiful.

So, what was so important
that we had to skip class?

I just don't want you to forget

about my little get together
after the game.

You could've texted me that.

Yeah, but where's the fun
in that?

Just don't forget, okay?

Forget what? The booze?

Stop it!

It's okay, I already have it
in my car trunk.

You are the perfect boyfriend.

That's true. I really am.

What about me?

You...

are very observant.

Sophia, before you go.

Yes?

Have a seat.

Am I in trouble?

No, nothing like that.

I was wondering, have you heard
about the Debutante Ball?

Well, yes.
It's all anyone's talking about.

I thought you might like
to give it a try.

It's not really my thing.

I think if you entered,
you'd do very well.

Really?

Isn't it like a glorified
beauty pageant?

No, not at all.

They emphasize a girl's studies,

her goals for the future,

how she plans
to impact the community.

Really? I didn't know that.

Sophia, you're interested
in Webster University, right?

Oh, yes. They have an excellent
creative writing program.

But I mean, the expense...

The Debutante competition

offers a full college
scholarship

to the girl
chosen Belle of the Ball.

Wow...

Yes, wow.

Sophia,
Webster is perfect for you.

I mean,
it is my dream school

and I never thought of Webster
as a real possibility.

And yet it is.

So what would I have to do?

Dip your toes
in the Debutante waters,

attend a few events,
see if you feel comfortable.

I can help you with the details.

But the dress, the shoes...

I don't know. If anyone knows

more about my financial
situation it's you.

You're the one who helped me

to get the scholarship for this
school.

I remember that day well.

I saw you sweet,
smart, beautiful.

I knew you were special, Sophia.

I just want to help you to
achieve great things, like this.

I still can't thank you enough.

That's what good educators
are for.

No.

You did more than that.

After my mother passed away,
you...

you took a real interest
in my studies.

You helped me
arrange that math tutor for me.

I believe in you.

So, shall I get you registered?

I don't know.

Come on.

Winning the competition means

a full college scholarship

to the school of your dreams.

How can you say no
to an opportunity like that?

All right. I guess...

Let's see what happens.

Wonderful.

The first event is
a meet-and-greet

tomorrow morning.

Okay. My Dad works tomorrow
so he'll need the car.

I can pick you up.

Really? I can just take the bus.

It's no trouble, Sophia.

It'll be fun.

What time?

-How about nine?
-Sounds great.

It's so pretty.

Be careful. Don't break it.

Ooh.

Yes, mother.

I'm not kidding, Nicole.

If my parents find out
I had a party

while they're at the lake house

they'll ground me for a month.

You're so lucky your parents

leave you alone for a weekend.

Mine never go anywhere.

Yeah, right. Lucky.

Here's the hero of the game.

Hey babe.

We lost.

You still scored two touchdowns.

What if I score three?

Don't be greedy.

Beer goes in the kitchen,
please.

And everyone else
can hang out in the living room.

And we'll get more snacks.

So, where are the parents?

Lake house.

No way! So you have the whole
house to yourself.

Why?
Do you have something in mind?

Kind of...

Are you excited
about the Debutante Ball?

Isn't everyone?

I don't know about you guys
but I'm super excited.

Mia thinks it's silly.

If it's so silly then
why is she in the competition?

Mia likes any excuse
to get out of class early.

-Oh my God.
-What the...?

Ooh... spooky.

Stop that. It's not funny.

Anna, where's your fuse box?

In the laundry room.

We're gonna go check it out.

Wait, don't go.

We'll be right back!

Well, but hurry.
The dark really creeps me out.

Me too.

I'll light the candles.

I watched
this scary movie once

about this girl who
babysat this set of twins

and the lights went out

and then all of the sudden

the twins were like possessed

and could control animals
with their minds.

Will you please?
This isn't funny to me.

Anna. It looks like somebody

flipped the main circuit breaker

and cut off power to the house.

Why didn't you flip it back on?

I don't want to mess
with electricity.

And the back door
was wide open too.

What?

Someone broke into my house?

Oh my gosh.

This happened in the movie.

Oh my god, will you stop?

What is happening?

You guys stay here
and we'll go check it out.

Come on, guys!

-Come on.
-You're leaving again?

I don't see anyone.

Will? Kenny?

Whoever it was got away.

I don't know what to do.

In the movie they--

Enough about the movie, okay?

Anna...

You should call your parents.

Thanks coming so fast.

So what happened?

I just don't know.

I got home
from the football game

and none of the lights
would turn on

and the front window was broken.

I was so scared.

Thank you for staying with Anna.

No problem, Mr. Phillips.

I guess I'd better be going,

I've got
a team meeting tomorrow.

See you later, Anna?

Thank you.

If this is one of your friends'
idea of a prank...

How do we know
if it wasn't someone

you prosecuted in court,
Daddy?

I saw a TV show once
about a criminal

who got out of jail and stalked
the judge who sentenced him.

I'll have security
double up on their drive-bys.

Okay?

Okay. Well why don't you just
head upstairs

and try to pretend
this night never happened?

Okay?

Yeah.

Good night.

Good night.

Sophia, you really look nice.

Thank you.

I didn't know how dressy
this event was

so I thought
just a simple dress.

Perfect.

So listen, I was thinking
about this meet and greet

and I wondered
if you had any questions.

Not really.

I mean, I did some research
on the competition

and, I don't know,
it seems like all the girls

who get chosen
as Belle of the Ball

their parents are either country
club members or super wealthy.

Like, I couldn't find
anyone who won

who wasn't
from a prestigious family.

Well...

some of the contestants
may have used

undue influence
on the judges in the past.

But you can be
the one who helps end

that kind of unfairness
once and for all.

I never thought of it like that.

It's true.

And here we are.

Whoa.

Don't let them intimidate you.

Beneath all their money,
they're just like you and me.

Give or take a few million.

You're going to be fine.

My stomach is doing flips.

Mingle with the judges,

answer a few questions

then move onto the next judge.

I guess
we've come all this way.

I'll be here when
you're finished.

Thank you.

Just remember, be yourself.

What if being myself
isn't good enough?

Hey.

I heard you had quite the drama
at your house last night.

That's putting it mildly.

Yeah, I'm surprised you showed.

A shock like that
I would have stayed home.

The rock didn't hit me,
it hit my window.

Do they have any clue
who did it?

None.

Did your parents
call the police?

Did they check the rock for
fingerprints?

Who are you, Sherlock Holmes?

No, just a concerned friend.

I'm fine. The window's fixed
and forgotten.

Good.

You're really lucky
it wasn't worse.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

Look, the new girl.

What's she doing here?

Your name, dear?

Sophia Martinez.

Ah, here you are.

That number
determines your turn

to start your round
with the judge.

You have a few minutes
before we begin.

Just go stand over there

with the other candidates
until then.

Thank you.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Are you really entering
this competition?

Well, yeah. Is that okay?

It's okay with me.

I just didn't see you
as the type.

What does that mean?

She means
you're kind of a brainiac.

You always
have your nose in a book.

That's what students
are supposed to do, aren't they?

Hey, we weren't being mean.

It's just
that we've never seen you

at football games or parties.

It's kind of surprising
you're here.

That's all.

Life is full of surprises.

Right?

Ladies, may I have your
attention please?

Welcome to the inaugural event

of this year's Debutante Ball
competition.

As you know,
we have held the Ball

for over one hundred years
here in Newton.

At its inception, it was
a traditional coming-out party

for daughters of the wealthy
citizens of Newton,

girls who were making
their debut in high society.

And while that has a certain
old-world charm...

the Debutante Ball
has changed with the times.

We are inclusive,
we are diverse

and this year we are offering

a full college scholarship
to the Belle of the Ball.

One girl will be chosen
but all of you

will always carry
your Debutante title.

Now let get to know your judges
and let them get to know you.

She's here to get
that college scholarship.

Ugh.

Imagine working that hard

just to go to school
for four more years.

Some of us have plans
for our futures, Mia.

Well, aren't you so serious.

Well, I'm here to have fun

and not get stressed
about some stupid contest.

So excuse me while I go
dazzle the judges.

I am number one after all.

It's very nice
to meeting you, Anna.

You too.

-And who do we have here?
-Sophia Martinez.

-Pleased to meet you.
-Very nice to meet you.

Can you tell me a little bit
about yourself?

Hobbies? Interests?

Well, I'm interested
in becoming a writer.

Very nice.

I used to write stories
when was little.

I'd read them to my parents

and they would ask questions
about the characters

or what would happen next.

That must have been
very encouraging.

Do they still read your stories?

Oh, well...

My mother passed away
almost a year ago.

-I'm sorry.
-No, it's okay.

I read my stories
to her when she was sick.

They really seemed
to brighten her day.

That's just lovely.

Ready?

She's good.

You're delusional, she's boring.

I'm telling you,
she has a real shot at winning.

If you're so worried about it

why don't you just drop out?

You wish.

Actually I do.

You look confident.

I think it went well.

What did they ask you about?

I just talked about my writing.

Perfect!

How did it go with the judges?

It was fine.

Just fine?

There are too many girls
in the competition this year.

Not any more than usual.

Really?
Because it really feels crowded.

Well, don't worry
about those other girls.

You'll do just fine.

Why are you all dressed up?

Your father and I are dining

at the country club tonight.

But... we were supposed
to have dinner together tonight.

As a family?

It's business, dear.
It can't be helped.

Besides, you have
an essay to write, don't you?

Wait, what?

The Debutante Ball essay?

Offering your thoughts
on improving our community?

This is the first
I've heard of it.

It's on the list of
requirements,

didn't you read those?

I guess not.

It should only take you
a few hours,

you can finish tonight.

We were going to have dinner

and maybe watch a movie,
that's what you said.

Now Anna. We'll be gone, okay?

The house will be quiet.

You can get a jump
start on your writing.

The house is always quiet

because you and Daddy
are always gone.

Anna, please.

Why don't you invite
one of your friends over

and you can order a take out.

I think I'll pass.

-Why?
-Because everyone else

is having dinner
with their families.

I hardly think that's true.

In any case, you're wasting time

you could be upstairs
writing that essay.

I have no idea what to write.

Hey Marvin.

Uhm.

Hey? Anna?

You're super smart, right?

Uhh...

Yeah, I... I guess.

I got an A in AP Chem
last semester and--

But can you write a killer
essay?

Yeah, yeah, for sure.
Essays are easy.

So, what I usually do is--

Marvin...

I could really use your help.

-Mine?
-Yeah.

I need you to write an essay

about how we can make
the city of Newton

a better place to live.

You know, like more trees
or something.

Can you do that for me?

Uhmm...

Yeah.

I didn't get that assignment.

What's it for?

I just told you, it's for me.

Would that be okay?

I guess.

But what do
I get out of it?

What do you want?

A date?

Marvin, you are so sweet but...

I'm with Kenny.

Yeah.

Thought so.

So what else?
I don't have all day.

Uhmm... Tickets to the sold-out
Billie Eilish concert?

How can I get
those if they're sold out?

Exactly how I feel.

Maybe I can ask my father.

He's the lawyer
for the concert venue.

That would be great.

I'm in.

So when do you need this essay?

Tomorrow.

Oh, wow.

You were right.
That doesn't give me much time.

What if I could score
backstage passes for you too?

How many words did you say
this essay needed to be?

Anna, we're leaving.

What in the world!

Who would do such a thing?

Hey, Diana.

Good Lord!

Mom!

Did you leave?

Did you see anyone out here,
maybe...

running away?

No, I'm sorry.

How can I help?

What?

Anna?

Who did this?

We don't know, honey.

This is more than a prank.
This is personal.

It does seem we're being
targeted by someone.

Not we. Me.

Someone wants me to drop out of
the Debutante competition.

Okay. But who?

I don't know for sure,
but I have an idea.

I gonna let you guys
handle this.

Let's go inside.

Come on.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Where were you?

I was at the library
working on my essay.

Good.

I got you a burger

from the new place you like.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

So...

How is the contest?

The Debutante Ball?

It's going okay.

You know, your
Mom really would have enjoyed

seeing you in this competition.

Yeah.

She would always say
the same thing

"Be good, be proud,
be strong, be brave

mi hija, Sophia."

Yeah, I remember that.

Is there anything
I can do to help you?

Like what?

I don't know.

I could help you practice
your royal pageant wave.

Okay.
I think I'm good.

-No?
-No.

Everyone's being nice to you?

Yes, Dad, they're fine.

Okay, 'cause I don't want those
girls picking on you.

-They won't.
-Okay.

Now, remember to finish
those worksheets

at the end of the chapter.

Miss Dennison,
do you have a minute?

Sure, Kenny. What is it?

I'm having a hard time
with my essay.

I just can't seem to figure out
what to do.

-Sophia?
-Yes.

You two have
the next class together, right?

Mhm.

Would you mind walking Kenny

through the outline steps
on your way?

Sure.

That would be great, thanks.

There we go.
Problem solved.

You don't have to include
all the details in your outline

and you don't have
to follow it a hundred percent.

It's just a guide, just fill in
the blanks as you go.

See, that's been my issue.

I keep thinking that
the outline has to be perfect.

And it's keeping you
from moving forward.

Exactly.

Sophia, um...

Would you be able
to maybe, like,

tutor me in this
kind of stuff?

I could pay you, or...

maybe we can study over a pizza

at that place across
from the football fields?

Sure.

That would be great.
I have to keep my grades up

otherwise I'll be cut from
the football team.

-Can't have that.
-Great!

So Saturday lunch?

Sounds good.

-See you then.
-See you.

Oh my God.
We have to tell Anna.

-You are going to be so pissed.
-At what?

Guess who just betrayed you
behind your back?

What are you talking about?

We just saw Kenny

ask out what's-her-name
on a date.

Who's what's-her-name?

The bookworm.

The one from
the Debutante competition.

Sophia Martinez? No way.

-No, we just saw him do it.
-You must have heard wrong.

Kenny's been in love with me,
like, forever.

They're going out
for pizza on Saturday.

-Is this a joke?
-Would I lie to you?

There she is.

Kenny, this is the last time
you embarrass me.

-Excuse me?
-I mean we're finished.

You and I are done.

-Is that so?
-Yes, it is.

I don't know where this is
coming from, Anna,

but I'm late to practice.

Ah, Miss Dennison.
I'm glad I caught you.

Principal Mendoza,
can I help with something?

Well, actually Micky Robbins

from the Debutante Ball
committee contacted.

She asked
if someone on the staff

can look over the essays
written by the girls

and select the best one.

Oh, really?

I know how busy you are, but...

Considering your
family's history

with the Belle of the Ball...

I could ask
another English teacher.

No need.
I'd be happy to help.

You would? Oh, thank you.

My pleasure. Let's see
what's going on

inside the minds
of this year's Debutantes.

All right. I will send you the
link to the Debutante website

and, uh, they're hoping to hear
back from us by Monday.

-Sounds good.
-Perfect. Thank you so much.

Okay. Sophia...

Good girl.

Nicely done.

Huh.

Anna...

This looks familiar.

This paper
is about the tension

between cultural belief and
healing and societal values.

As a discipline, Anthropology...

As a discipline

Anthropology is often
hyper-conscious

of not imposing
cultural values on others.

And medical anthropology is
also conscious...

The respecting alternative...

Hi, is this Micky Robbins?

This is Blair Dennison,
I'm a teacher over at Westmont.

I'm reviewing
the essays from the contestants.

We have a serious problem.

Plagiarism.

I completely understand.

Normally, we would disqualify

a candidate
for something like this

but you and I have been friends
for so long, Diana.

Anna.

Would you come join us?

Hello Anna.

Hi.

What's going on?

We were just talking
about the essay

you turned in
for the Debutante Ball.

Oh?

Apparently, your essay was

almost a word for word copy

of an essay previously written

by someone named Marvin.

Did you ask him
to write your essay?

Anna!

Yes.

These things happen more
frequently than we may imagine.

And ultimately

this moment can provide us
with valuable lessons.

Anna...

if you inadvertently
got caught up

in some uncharacteristic
behavior,

it's not the end of the world.

Take some time, try again.

Write from your heart.

And we'll just call this
a slight error in judgment.

That's very kind of you, Mickey.

Then we'll just keep this
between us.

You're a good friend.

I'll let Miss Dennison know
we spoke

and everything is handled.

Is there anything else
I can help with?

Do you have anything
to say to Miss Robbins?

I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

I'll talk to you soon, Diana.

I'll show myself out.

Anna, how could you?

Whose idea was it to ask
high school seniors,

especially those who
carry a heavy work load,

to write an extra essay
that nobody will ever read again

for the rest of eternity?

Don't blame others
for this stunt.

This could have ended
very badly.

You're getting off easy.

Easy? I was accused of being
a thief in my own home.

Nobody accused you
of being a thief.

Being a liar,
on the other hand--

Daddy, please.

You'll go to your room
and write a new essay,

on your own.

And have it ready
by bedtime tonight.

-What? But--
-Go.

You heard your mother.

So unfair.

-Hey Mia.
-Oh, my God.

Are you watching this
absolute train wreck

on The Bachelor?

I can't believe she's kissing
that loser?

How do you have time
to watch TV?

Don't you have
the essay to write?

I already wrote mine

even though I'm in the second
group deadline.

So you haven't turned it in yet?

No, but you have
to read mine. It's so good.

It's all about how the world
needs peace,

love and understanding.

I need it.

Excuse me?

You have to give me your essay.

I'm serious.

I thought you got Marvin
to write yours.

He gave me an essay
he already wrote.

They accused me of plagiarism.

Hmmm. I'm so sorry, that sucks.

Mia, you're my best friend.
I need help.

Why can't you write
your own paper?

I already have another paper to
write for European History

and I haven't even started
to conjugate

a million French verbs.

I have until like now
to come up with a new essay.

If I give you mine, what will
I turn in for the competition?

Mia, you don't really care
about the competition anyway.

-I'm hanging up.
-Wait.

You can have anything
in my closet.

Seriously?

You want
the Vivienne silk blouse?

The Karl Van Ness pumps?

I want the fur leather jacket.

This is a two thousand
dollar jacket.

It was a birthday present.

-Do you hear that?
-What?

It's the clock ticking.

Fine, the collar itches anyway.

Bring it to school tomorrow.

Send me the essay.

One sec.

And you've never turned this in
to anyone else?

No one
has ever seen it before?

Not a soul.

-Good.
-There you go.

Pleasure doing business wi--

- Honey?
- Yes.

Look sweetheart,
I just want to say

I know you're under pressure
with the Debutante Ball,

and I don't want to make
things difficult for you.

So just try your best
with the essay, okay?

-I will.
-Good.

That's my girl.

Thanks, Mom.

Anna, do you have a moment?

Actually I don't.

I think we need to talk.

About what?

Come on,
it'll just take a minute.

I think you know why.

Do you know how lucky you are?

What do you mean?

To turn in someone else's work.

Is that how you want
people to see you?

Miss Robbins said she was
going to talk to you.

Not my finest moment

I just didn't think
I'd get caught.

No one ever does.

I'm not sure how

but clearly
your parents were able

to smooth things over
with the committee.

I do not condone that.

Especially when the prize

is a full college scholarship

and you don't really need
the money.

Relax, it's only an essay.

Did you know I was a student
here at Westmont?

No, I didn't know that.

I was in your mother's class.

Anyway...

My time here taught me

that who you become
will be up to you.

Not people who can make
your mistakes disappear.

Look,
I learned my lesson, okay?

And it's not like I don't
appreciate your words of wisdom

but I'm going to be late
for my next class.

All right. You can go.

Nice jacket.

-Sophia.
-Yes?

Remember what you were
saying the other day

about the outline of a story?

I worked on mine last night.

If you have time
do you mind looking at it?

Sure.

It wasn't that hard, was it?

Not really. I think
I was just intimidated.

You know, everybody else's
papers are like...

professional,
and mine sound dumb.

-I'll take a look.
-Great, thanks.

Welcome.

What the...

Well, well...

If it isn't the essay writing
champ of Westmont High.

Stop it Mia.

Somebody just defaced my locker.

That stinks.

You know what doesn't stink?
That jacket,

which belongs to me.

Didn't you hear
what I just said?

Someone wrote "bitch"
on my locker.

Didn't you hear
what I just said?

The jacket pour moi.

Thanks for the sympathy.

I think I came out ahead
on this deal.

You know what, Mia?

You probably would have won
the Belle of the Ball.

And you gave up the chance
for a stupid jacket.

My, my...

Aren't you the sore loser?
Ta-ta.

I heard you broke up with Kenny.

News travels fast.

What did he do?

You mean besides
being untrustworthy

and kind of a snake?

-Aw. That's sad.
-I'll live.

Stay in your
seats everybody.

-Stay in your seats.
-Is that--

Oh my God.

- Oh, my God.
- It's Mia.

What happened?

Let me through.

Someone call 911.

Anna, isn't that your jacket?

It was five minutes ago.

Don't tell me you think Sophia

pushed her thinking it was you.

Anna, what are you doing?

There's a Debutante event
starting in twenty minutes.

I'm not going.

What? Are you sick?

My stomach hurts a little.

Well, you'll have
to get over that.

It's probably just nerves.

You must attend every function

or you will forfeit your chance.

You don't understand.

Of course I understand, honey.

You've hit a rough patch.

But these things happen
and when they do

you need to brush
yourself off and move on.

What do we always say?

-Oh Mom.
-Come on.

You can't beat
a Phillips, don't even try.

There!

Was that so hard?

Now you get dressed,
you'll be late.

Fine, I'll go.

A little makeup wouldn't hurt.

All right.

Thank you
for coming today, ladies.

I'm glad to welcome you
to this important event

where we ask you to be
role models for these girls.

And to the girls
who've joined us today, welcome.

Some day, you may all be
Debutantes too.

Oh, before I forget.

The essay judging has concluded

and the winning essay
was written by...

Sophia Martinez.

Thank you.

I can't believe
this is happening.

Don't be petty, Anna.

She won because
she wrote the best essay.

You really think so, Nicole?

Leave her alone.
She's nice.

She could win
this whole thing, couldn't she?

She could be
the Belle of the Ball.

She might.

She's really pretty and smart.

Toys & More, how can we
help you?

Yes, this is Anna Phillips,
Howard's daughter.

Phillips' boss
is doing a special event

for some amazing little girls.

And I was wondering
if you could put something

on my father's account.

Of course,
when you need it?

Great. Over here, over here.

Right there is perfect, thank
you so much.

Anna, what's going on?

I was so moved by your words,
I just couldn't help myself.

These girls deserve everything
we can give them.

These gifts are for them.

Well, very generous.

-Can we keep the toys?
-Of course.

Come on. Don't be shy.

Help yourself to one
of these amazing toys

courtesy of the
Phillips Foundation.

Come on over.
Don't be afraid. You too.

Top that.

Are you kidding me?

My tire.

You do this?

You kidding me?

Roadside Emergency.

Where have you been?

I had to wait for a tow truck.

-Why? What happened?
-Someone slashed my tires.

-And who would do that?
-I have a pretty good idea.

Anna, if you're playing some
kind of game with your friends--

It's not my friends.

And how about you explain
the $400 worth of toys?

Did you think I wouldn't notice?

They were for the little
children.

I thought you would approve.

I wanted the judges to realize
that I'm the only contestant

who cared enough about
those kids to be so generous.

Oh, really?

-The story says otherwise.
-What?

It's already out?

You must be joking!

Did you even talk
to any of those girls?

Of course I did.

Then why is it her picture

on that website instead
of yours?

-She is the one--
-Anna, stop it.

Okay?

Next time, for once
in your life,

put some genuine effort
into something.

And who do you think taught me

that money
is the answer to every problem?

Mom?

Dad?

-There's the star.
-Hi!

What does that mean?

Come take
a look for yourself.

That's me?

That's you.

Oh my God.
That is amazing.

I know. First you won the
writing portion and now this.

Sophia, I'm so proud of you.

Thanks.

Oh.

There's a last minute Q&A

at the country club
with the judge.

Really?

They just spring these events

on you without any notice?

Yeah, I don't know.

But Miss Dennison says
these interviews are important

so I'm gonna go change
and catch the bus.

Hold on, don't take the bus.

Just take the car again.

You sure?
I've been out all day.

Yeah, and please,
the same rules, okay?

No loud music
when you're driving

and stop for every stop sign
for three seconds.

-Okay?
-Okay. Thanks Dad.

Little super star.

Anna?

Where is everybody?
Where are the judges?

It's just me.

What's this about?

Will you just sit down?

I know what you're doing.

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

My tires.

Pushing Mia off the balcony.

If you think I won't go
to the police, you're wrong.

I have no idea what
you're talking about, Anna.

You're not going to scare me out
of this competition.

Not only that, but how creepy
is it to use sympathy

about your dead mother
to get votes?

I'm not doing that.

Please, you had the judges

drooling all over
your sob story last week.

And now the picture
with the girls.

I mean, come on.

What did you do
for the photographer

to make that happen?

You're being disgusting.

I wouldn't put anything
past you.

Especially after
stealing my boyfriend.

I didn't steal Kenny, Anna.

I'm helping him
with his writing, that's it.

You've got it all wrong.

The only reason
I joined this competition

was because Miss Dennison

told me there was this college
scholarship involved.

So I thought,
"Why not give it a try?"

Not all of us can afford
to live like royalty.

So you are jealous.

I couldn't care less about you

or your money or your boyfriend.

And I have just as much right
to be in this contest

as you or anybody else.

You don't get it!

I'm under a lot of pressure.

My family expects me to win.

I have to prove to them
that I'm good enough.

So this is all about them?

No.

Being Belle of the Ball
means everything to me.

And you're not
get in my way.

All you have to do is to be
a better contestant than me.

For what it's worth,

I'm not trying to cheat you
out of anything.

Wait.

-How much?
-Excuse me?

How much do you want
to stop this intimidation act

and drop out of the competition?

-Give me a number!
-What is wrong with you?

I'm not dropping out.

You're not the only person
this win

would mean something to.

How much?

This is pathetic.

You know what, Anna?

There's more to life
than just money.

I'm telling you, I'm fine.

After what you've been through

it's just better
to be safe than sorry.

Hi, Doctor.

Well Anna, you've got some
bruises and a sprained wrist

but that should heal well
in a couple of days.

You were pretty lucky, I'd say.

I feel so lucky.

Ibuprofen if there's
any discomfort.

Otherwise you' re good to go.

The nurse will be ready
to finalize paperwork.

Thank you Doctor.

So now do you believe me
that someone is after me?

Of course I believe you.

I just find hard to believe

that anyone
would want to harm you.

It's worse than that.
She's trying to kill me.

-Now, Anna--
-Now what, Mom?

What more
proof do we need?

You know, when we get home

I think you need to take
a nice long hot bath.

Okay? And just really relax.

Sounds great.

Um, while we're still
at the hospital,

would you mind if I popped
in to say hello to Mia?

I know she would love
to have some company.

Oh. Are you sure you feel
up to that?

You heard the doctor.
I'm as good as new.

Okay. I'll wait downstairs.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey.

I got you flowers.

Thanks, but I don't
need flowers.

I need painkillers.

No one told me
you were coming to visit.

Twins.

I hardly think your little
bruise is the same, Anna.

What do you want?

Why can't I just be
visiting my bestie?

Please.

Fine.

We have to do
something about Sophia.

-What?
-She was the one

who pushed you off the balcony.

How do you know it was her?

Who else would it be?

Obviously she thought
you were me wearing my jacket.

Last night
she chased me with her car

and tried to kill me.

Why would she want to hurt you?

She wants me out of the
Debutante competition.

Seriously?

The world does not revolve
around Anna Phillips.

Sometimes bad things happen

that have nothing
to do with you.

I understand you're in pain
and you're feeling cranky

but I need your help.

Here we go.

I need you to call the police

and tell them she pushed you.

But we don't know
that shedid.

What, you think some random
kid pushed you?

You're losing it.

No, you don't get it.
Sophia is dangerous.

I think you're dangerous.

So you're not going to help me?

The only help you need
is from a psychiatrist.

Wow.

Noted.

Enjoy the flowers.

Well that was a quick visit.

Mia didn't feel up to talking.

That's too bad. Miss Dennison
was just on her way to see her.

What the--

-Oh my God.
-What is it?

Why does she keep
doing this to me?

Anna, I can't help you
if you don't tell me

what you're talking about.

It's all over social media

that I've had plastic surgery,

that I cheat on exams.

This one says that Daddy

is an embezzler
who stole millions.

"The Phillips' family fortune

apparently has its origins
in criminal activity."

Anna, if you you're not telling
me something

you need to tell me right now.

I've been trying to tell you.

You won't believe me.

Can we just go home?

Anna--

Sophia, hey.

-Oh, hey.
-Thanks a lot

for your help the other day.

Oh, you seem

to have figured out
the outline stuff.

-So it was good.
-Thanks.

One last favor.

Do you mind reading
my story when I'm done?

Oh, not at all.

Thanks.

You know that you rock, right?

Thanks.

I still owe you a pizza.

Oh, look,
between my Debutante thing

and my homework

I'm just feeling
a little swamped.

Do you mind?

Not at all.

-Another time.
-For sure. Yeah.

So was that fun
for you last night?

Was what fun?

So innocent, right?

I thought I told you
to stay away from my boyfriend.

Oh, come on.
He walked up to me.

I don't care.
Just back off.

What's your problem?

I'm pretty sure
you're my problem.

I didn't think you were
smart enough at first

but now I know it was you.

If you're accusing me
of doing something

to your tires again,
it wasn't me.

-Let me see your phone.
-Stop it.

What other kind of rumors

you gonna spread
about me online?

That I have
some kind of disease?

If someone is saying
bad things about you

maybe you need to look at the
way that you treat people.

So it was you.

This is ridiculous.

I'm done talking to you.

Sophia!

We're not done here.

Have you ever stopped to think

that you make enemies
everywhere you go.

All those girls that
hang out with you,

they're not your friends.

They're afraid of you.

Must be terrible
to be so jealous.

I'm not jealous.

I pity you.
You're sad.

Just remember, what goes around,
comes around.

We're done here.

Let me go.

We're just getting started.

Stop it.
You two stop it.

-She started it.
-I doubt it.

Of course you protect
your little pet.

She's not my pet, Anna.

She's just a student
trying to get through the day

without being picked on by you.

You're wrong.

She's not some sweet,
innocent girl.

-She's dangerous.
-Liar!

I don't know what's going on
between you two

but I suspect it has something
to do with the Debutante Ball.

It sure does.

You're turning
a simple competition

into a life or death battle.

That's what it is

-and you just don't see it.
-Anna.

Ask her why she
tried to kill me.

-That's a lie.
-All right, enough.

No more fighting.
No more accusations.

If I hear one more word
out of either of you

we will take it up
with the principal.

And you'll be forced
to forfeit the competition.

Understood?

Yes.

Fine.

Go to your classes.

Go.

Hey, Anna.

You suck.

I got in trouble because of you.

You're the one who gave me

an essay you'd
already turned in.

How was I to know
they'd find out?

I don't know, Marvin.

You're supposed
to be the smart one.

Well you still owe me tick--

Bye, Marvin.

There's someone
I need to know about.

I'm positive she's not
who she says she is.

So who does she say she is?

Like a member of the Royal
family or something?

No. She tries to make everyone
think she's this angelic girl.

But I know she's a monster.

Listen to me.

If this is some kind
of high school beef

why don't you take it
to your guidance counselor?

No, you don't understand.

It's not just some stupid
classroom thing.

She tried to kill me.

She tried to kill you?

She enters the Newton
Debutante competition

like, out of nowhere.

Nobody knows her family.

All we're told is that her
precious mother died last year.

And now the judges
are falling all over themselves

giving her pity for almost
being an orphan.

Really? That's it?

Like, how is she getting money
to enter the competition?

And the attempt
on your life part?

She tried to run me over.
Just last night.

Someone threw a rock
through our window

and a girl at school
got pushed off the balcony

wearing my jacket.

These aren't just coincidences.

I don't know if I can help you.

You know I can pay.

Please?

Okay, just this once.

What the...

Hey.

Hey you.

Hey!

Hey!

Someone help me please!

Be careful.

Please, don't hurt me.

I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm notgonna hurt you.

Calm down.

Are you okay?

No.

My car is gone
and you were chasing me.

No, I know, that's what
I was trying to tell you.

I saw them towing your car.

You were parked
in a reserved space.

God. My car was towed?

Yeah, usually they just
write you a ticket

but somebody
must have called to complain.

Do you need a ride?

No. No, thank you. I...

I'm just going to call
my parents.

Okay.
Yeah, uh, you do that.

I can wait with you here
if that's cool.

Okay.
Thank you.

Just... calm down.
It's okay.

You're not listening to me!

Anna, calm down.

I've never seen
you this agitated.

Sophia is trying to ruin
my life,

and you won't believe me.

I want to believe you.
It's just--

Extreme?

-Well, yes.
-That's my point.

She nearly ran me over.

Did you see her face?

No, but I know it was her.

Can't you call the police?

We can't accuse people
without proof, Anna.

Mom...

I know Sophia
pushed Mia off the balcony

thinking she was pushing me.

Don't you understand?

Again, we just can't be sure.

Honey, I just find it hard
to believe that anyone

would take such drastic
measures to win the competition.

That's rich coming from you.

Excuse me?

Look at the pressure
you put on me to win.

Like, if I don't win,
I'm letting down our family.

Maybe someone out there
thinks it's important too.

Sweetheart, I didn't realize
how much this has upset you.

Maybe your father's right.

Maybe we just forget it.

We'll focus on you finishing
your senior year

without any more distractions.

Oh no.

I'm not going to drop out

and have to look at that
disappointment

on your face
for the rest of my life.

I'm staying
in the competition.

And I'm going to win
or die trying.

I got it.

-Miss Dennison.
-Hi.

Sorry to barge in on you
like this

but I was so excited
I just couldn't wait.

-Miss Dennison?
-Please forgive the intrusion.

I have something for your
daughter, if she approves.

I know you have
a dress picked out

but if you want to return it,
save some money.

You got me a dress?

You didn't have to do that.

It's one of mine
from a long time ago.

I had it updated.

-Do you like it?
-I mean, it's...

It's beautiful.
Thank you.

I'm going to go try it on.

Miss Dennison, this is too much.

I don't know what to say.

It has been a pleasure
to see Sophia

step out of her comfort zone
and shine.

It has, and look,
I appreciate everything

that you're doing for Sophia.

It's just this whole
Debutante competition,

it's not like her, I mean
she's never been interested

in this type of stuff.

There is the scholarship,

and she has a very good
chance of winning.

I know, and believe me

it would mean the world
to her and to me.

It is all about Sophia, right?

Yes, but she's just
in a good place again,

and I don't want
her disappointed.

I can't imagine a good father
feeling any other way.

Well, I'll get out of your hair.

There's still time
for alterations if needed.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Thanks again.

Hello.

Any news?

Actually, I did find out

who's spreading those lies
about you online.

Obviously it was Sophia.

No, it was someone from
a hospital Internet address.

Mia.

My own best friend.

You sure do have
a lot of enemies

for a high school kid.

Unless it was someone else
visiting that day.

They're all jealous.

Oh, and hey, this
may be something.

Sophia has already applied
to Webster University.

Her application letter says

she'll be paying her tuition
from a full scholarship.

What?

When was this?

She wrote the application
three months ago.

Three months--

That was before the Debutante
competition even began.

Right.
So it seems your little rival

has been planning to move in
on your turf for a while now.

It doesn't matter.

Tonight the judges
will see through her lies

and I will be crowned
Belle of the Ball.

Now for the finishing touch.

What do you think?

Anna, what's the matter?

Huh?
Oh, sorry. Nothing.

I'm fine.

You've been so quiet.

Just nerves, I guess.

Oh, it's gonna be wonderful.

You'll never forget this night.

All right, let me see you.

You're a absolute vision.

Right. Let's get downstairs
and show your father.

You look just like
your beautiful mother.

What do you think she would say
if she saw me?

I think she would say
she approves.

And this too.

Your mother's necklace.

-Really?
-Of course.

You've always loved it.

C' mere.

-I love you, Dad.
-Oh.

Okay.

I don't want
to wrinkle the suit.

Let's do this.

Come on.

This is your
night, Anna.

Thank you, Daddy.

We want you to savor
every moment.

Are you okay?

You don't look like
you're having a good time.

Oh, Sophia.

Thank you so much
for your concern.

No, thank you.

Oh. Excuse me.

-Yes, Mr...
-Martinez, Sophia's father.

Of course, what a lovely young
lady, you must be so proud.

I am. Thank you.

Oh, I was wondering

where do the fathers
line up for the procession?

Oh, yes, of course.
It'll be right over there,

you're gonna wait
for your introduction...

The fathers will be on the
opposite side of the stage

and then your daughters
will come

one by one to meet you.

-Excuse me.
-Certainly.

Thanks.

Excuse me. You're
Sophia Martinez's father?

-Yes.
-We have some concerns

that just came to light.

Concerns? Is Sophia okay?

Yes, all the girls are fine

but there is something unusual.

We received a phone call
from a young man

that updates
our Debutante website

and he says someone paid him
to publish Sophia's photo.

Paid to publish her photo?

I don't know
anything about that.

Who would do such a thing?

Miss Dennison?

I'm sorry.
What is it you wanted?

It's Kristen.

I was in your English class
in high school.

English class?

You were one
of my favorite teachers.

And we received this
from Webster University.

What is it, an
applications form?

Yes, and it says
your daughter's full tuition

will be paid from a scholarship
from our Debutante Foundation.

What?

Look at the signature.

Yeah, that's my name,
but that's not my signature.

Actually, Sophia's teacher,
Miss Dennison,

she was kind enough
to organize...

all of this for us. Um...

Can you give me
a moment, please.

I don't really read books
much anymore but I do--

Miss Dennison.

Excuse me, Miss Dennison?

Very good, ladies.

Let's go.

Miss Dennison?

Excuse me, Miss Dennison.

We really appreciate
all you've done for Sophia.

Swiftly, please.

Anna, Anna.

-What are you doing here?
-Look, I need to talk to you.

-And you pick the worst time?
-Please, okay?

-It'll just take a second.
-What?

I need to apologize
for having your car towed.

-That was you?
-Look, I was mad at you

for kissing that dweeb
right in front of me, okay?

But I think you only did it
to make me jealous.

Wait, you followed me
all the way downtown,

saw me go in that building,

and you had
my father's car towed?

I didn't know
where you were going.

All I knew is I was mad at you

and I wanted to get
you back.

Do you know how scared I was?

I thought someone
was trying to kill me.

I am really sorry.

Will you please forgive me?

I have to go.

Good luck.

-Miss Dennison.
-I'm too busy.

But you filling out
that application

assuming she was going
to win tonight

and paying for that photo,

the judges think
that's a little strange.

And quite frankly, so do I.

Leave me alone.

Miss Dennison.

Oh, Frank.

You're not going
to ruin my plan now.

Thank you.
Thank you all.

Please have a seat.

Welcome to our annual
Debutante Ball,

a tradition that goes back here
in Newton over 100 years.

Tonight, we bring you
our best and brightest,

the lovely young ladies

who will continue
to bring honor to our city.

As you know, the contestants
have been meeting

with the judges
for the past few weeks.

The judges are
hopelessly deadlocked

so we will be making
our final choice right here

in real time,

while the contestants
perform their final walk

with their fathers.

Dads, please make your way
to stage right.

Kenny, I told--

Miss Dennison.

Hello, Anna.

What are you doing here?

-I need you to come with me.
-I can't. The Ball's about--

Just do what I said.

-Go. Now.
-My dress.

All right, ladies, come on in.

The show is about to start.

So when your name is called
go up on stage

and remember, most importantly,
I am proud of you

and have fun.

Okay?

All right.

Good luck.

-Help!
-Scream all you want.

They can't hear you out here.

You're doing this
so Sophia can win.

Be quiet. I need to think.

But that's stupid.

Don't you think
I'm going to tell everyone

what you're doing?

I said be quiet.

This is all
your mother's fault.

-What?
-You heard me.

Sophia and Frank Martinez.

Where's my dad?

Diana Benson had it all.

New cars,
expensive clothes.

When Diana decides
she wants something

she makes sure she gets it.

Anna Phillips
and Howard Phillips.

Where's Anna?

I just saw
her backstage.

Did she look all right?

Yeah, she looked great.

She didn't seem nervous.

I'll be furious
if she ruins this now.

-Where are you going?
-To find her

before she's disqualified.

I decided I would do
the one thing

that would hurt your mother
as much as she hurt me.

Take the prize
at the Debutante Ball.

What happened?

Are you okay?

It was Miss Dennison.

She's out of mind.

I was a shoo-in.

My mother won.

My grandmother won.

But my mom won that year.

Because her Daddy
fixed it for her.

He took the judges to dinner
at the country club.

Invited them
to his private golf course.

It was you.

You're the one
who broke my window.

Hello.

Pushed Mia off the balcony.

How was I to know you were
gonna give her your jacket?

Is that why you took me
up here on the lawn?

To shoot me out here?

Oh, no. Anna?

Unfortunately, we've had
to disqualify two contestants,

Anna Phillips
and Sophia Martinez.

Which is a shame.

However,
we are going to move forward.

So, ladies and gentlemen

we will move forward now.

Judges, if you could tally
your scores.

-Daddy?
-Honey.

-Are you all right?
-Honey, I'm fine.

-Yeah?
-I'm fine.

Okay. Don't worry.
You're gonna be okay.

And the winner of this year's
Belle of the Ball is...

Nicole Grace!

Absolutely

incredibly gorgeous.

So exciting.

But...

Sophia applied
at the college months ago

saying she could pay her tuition
with the scholarship.

That was me.

I chose Sophia
out of all the girls

because she was
the best candidate to win.

Beautiful,

smart,

with a sad mommy story.

Someone who should never lose
to a girl like you.

It was you who tried to kill me.

Now I'm going to finish the job.

Please. No.

-Anna!
-Kenny!

Kenny!

Miss Dennison?

-You shot me.
-I didn't mean to.

You killed him!

-No, no, I didn't.
-You did.

Anna.

Oh, my God, my baby.

You and Kenny had a fight.

You shot him,
and then you shot yourself.

Mom!

It's over, Blair.

You're all right?
You're okay?

You're okay, baby.

That's okay, that's okay.

It's okay.

Kenny is going to be okay.

Oh, sweetheart.
That's wonderful.

I'm sorry, Mom.

No, honey. We're sorry.

I love you.

At least you didn't win.

Actually, we both did.