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Oh, my God. Is that smell you?

Rhyme: Previously on "Chicken Girls..."

Do you think it's another Birdie and Spike special?

I told you I shouldn't have come back.

I just got a good feeling about this.

Can you believe Flash doesn't even care that Kayla is gone?

Do you know how to play Short Nite?

I know Robby used to.

I just feel like Flash is up to something.

I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.

I'm actually already hot on the trail of this stench.

What do you know about this mysterious smell?

What's your name again?

Flash, what'd you say earlier about Ace's Place?

Oh, it's just this hidden corner down the hall

where me and Ace used to work.

Ace's mom made the best BLT sandwiches.

"The source of the mysterious stench in the hallways of Attaway High

has finally been identified."

Thanks, Rhyme, I can take it from here.

Actually, this was Rhyme's scoop.

You know, I really thought you were a good guy in Miami.

( scoffs ) Boys suck.

( music playing )

♪ We fly so high ♪

♪ We fly together ( fly together ) ♪

♪ We are a girl gang ♪

♪ Like birds of a feather ( birds of a feather ) ♪

♪ We fly so high ♪

♪ We fly together ( fly together ) ♪

♪ We are a girl gang ♪

♪ Like birds of a feather ( birds of a feather ) ♪

( bell ringing )

So...

my mom wants me to meet her in Miami this weekend.

- Robby! - But, if you let me finish, I said no.

And my mom does not like hearing that word.

Yeah... ( giggling ) she can be kind of scary sometimes, so...

I really appreciate that.

Come on, we gotta get to class.

Robby, I told you. Not at school, okay?

Okay, why do you care what your friends think of me?

- Aren't you happy to be with me? - Yes!

Then what's the problem?

I just need some more time.

( sighing )

So, are you gonna invite Drake to the big Sweet 16?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Well, it's complicated.

How am I supposed to tell Rhyme,

"Hey, your ex-boyfriend is gonna be at my party."?

Mm, "Hey, Rhyme, I invited Drake to my party."

Yeah, if only was that simple.

But it should be.

I'll see you later.

Hey! Just the guy I was looking for.

- Really? - Yeah, I wanted to invite you.

Shoot, I might be out of town that weekend.

Oh... no worries... it's cool.

Sorry, Angie just wants me to go to this play

she's having at her new school.

Angie... right.

Totally, um, I gotta run.

A big scoop from Rhyme, the Reporter.

What do you say it like that?

You knew I was chasing this story.

And you swiped it from under me again.

And of course, Tim's gonna side with some cute girl over some dude.

Did it ever cross your mind that maybe I just did a better job?

Whatever, I'm not gonna let you scoop me again.

We'll see about that.

I am so over guys.

Same, boys are canceled.

Literally.

Why the long faces?

- Boys... - Can't live with them, can't live without them.

Well, living without them is even better and better.

Even though Ty is a little saint,

I have to admit that boys for the most part kinda suck.

- Can I get an "amen"? - Both: Amen!

You know, they just need to get over themselves.

They need to face the fact that we really don't need them.

All: Just so over it!

( music playing )

♪ I don't get up in the morning ♪

♪ Just to see you ♪

♪ I don't work hard and play harder ♪

♪ Just to beat you ♪

♪ I do better on my own ♪

♪ Stop blowing up my phone ♪

♪ You're so pretentious and defensive ♪

♪ Yeah, you're old news ♪

♪ I'm done playing these games, they're always the same ♪

♪ Don't know what you're saying ♪

♪ You really love to talk ♪

♪ I'm just gonna walk the other direction ♪

♪ Why are you gotta always throw a fit ♪

♪ When I do something better than you did ♪

♪ Why you always acting like a kid ♪

♪ Hate that you're the second best ♪

♪ Boy, get over it ♪

♪ Boy, get over it ♪

Hey, thanks for helping me out with this.

I know it might be awkward since you and Ellie broke up,

but I'm totally on her side, by the way, just to clarify.

Yeah, right... broke up.

Totally.

So, basically you wanna collect weapons as you play

and you wanna stay inside the safe zone or else you lose life.

Makes sense?

Kinda...

Basically just try not to die.

And you just play with a bunch of randoms?

Yeah, last one standing wins.

Okay, yeah, I think I get it.

Cool, I'll let you play around,

if you click right here,

you can talk to other players.

Good luck.

How's it going?

Good, I think she's getting the hang of it.

Kinda...

Well, thank you for helping her with this.

Yeah, no problem.

Thank God, you're also not obsessed with video games.

Hey, I'm starting to look better and better, huh?

Yeah, you're all right.

Look, I promise we won't have to keep this a secret much longer.

Honestly, Ellie. It's just kind of a bummer.

'Cause I'm a proud that you're my girlfriend.

I don't care who knows.

Oh, warriorprincess03 is going down!

Video Game: Game over!

♪ We cursed our blessings ♪

♪ Falling from grace ♪

♪ Now you're out there somewhere ♪

♪ Finding your way ♪

♪ And I'll hope you catch every ♪

♪ Dream that you chase ♪

Mom: Kayla, come downstairs!

Coming!

♪ Who held your heart you couldn't hold ♪

♪ You're the best thing that never happened to me ♪

♪ That never happened to me ♪

- Hey! - Hey.

- How's drama club? - Well, we're in a stalemate

on whether to do "Hairspray" or "Pippin'."

I just don't think this group can handle Fosse choreography.

It seems way above my pay grade, but I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Look, I just wanted to RSVP in person...

about your party.

So you'll come?

Yeah. I told Angie that I'd have to miss

her modern interpretation of the "Crucible."

That sounds awful.

I know, thankfully, it was such a good excuse to miss it.

People are loving it. Principal Mathers even said

that he'll increase next month's budget.

Oh, and here she is.

Whoo-hoo!

Really good job on the article, Rhyme, you crushed it.

Even Principal Mathers emailed me

- telling me how good it was. - He did?

Also, you're officially the second freshman ever

to have two cover stories.

- Well, after me, of course. - I am?

Yeah, it really hits the beats, it gets straight to the point,

and it still paints a really detailed picture.

Congratulations.

You've earned your stripe.

Maybe next time she can get her "there", "they're," and "theirs" right too.

Knock it off, Ezra. You can teach grammar, but you can't teach raw talent.

So, will you officially join the "Attaway Appeal"?

Please.

I guess all I can say is...

what's our next story?

( opening door )

Rhyme! There you are.

I've been calling you all day.

Effie?

Ezra?

You're here too?

Who's Effie?

We met on spring break.

I go to Crown Lake.

I've never been to a public school before.

So... interesting.

I didn't know they still made chalk boards.

Okay, so long story short, Ezra is a complete jerk.

Spring break was a magical time,

but sometimes things like that don't exist in the real world.

Well, except for the new guy I'm talking to.

Ooh, okay, spill the tea.

Okay, well, we met online.

Wait, aren't we a little young for that?

Regardless, I need your help.

With what?

He may not be going to Crown Lake.

Apparently, he goes to Attaway.

Who?

Don't worry about that right now.

I need you to help me.

How?

Rhyme, do I need to spell it out for you?

I need a "make-under."

A "make-under."

I need to learn how to be like any old kid on the block.

You know, like, I wanna fit in

with your culture.

He keeps talking to me about groceries and laundry

like I know what those things are.

Okay, Effie, if I didn't love you so much,

literally everything you just said would be really offensive.

Hate me 'cause you ain't me.

"Dear T.K., I had an amazing day and I really do wish..,"

Too desperate!

Okay, what about...

"I'm officially a staff writer for the "Attaway Appeal.

I think you'd be really proud."

You don't need him to be proud, honey.

Fine!

"I'm really proud of myself.

I never saw myself as a writer,

but maybe writing these letters to you

has shown me what I'm capable of."

Maybe add in: Why the heck haven't you written me back?

All right, that sounds desperate, Harmony.

Do you need me to fly to Texas?

Maybe he's just having a hard time

with Birdie and the divorce and everything.

Newsflash! It's funny 'cause you write the newspapers.

Ha-ha-ha.

Seriously, either he needs to step it up or he doesn't.

You can't be the only one writing.

"T.K... I really hope you write me back.

Until then... Rhyme."

Next time on "Chicken Girls ..."

You only turn 16 once.

This is just like old times.

Flash, what's going on?

Why do you keep lying?

And new times.

I just don't want there to be any drama.

( music playing )