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I hope my first day won't be a disaster.

You know, I don't know what to do.

I have fresh meat alert.

Your trash doesn't belong in the front.

What is your problem? I know exactly who you are. Emma Carter.

Your daddy fixes cars for a living.

And your mommy didn't stick around long enough to see how much of a loser you

are. Don't talk about my family.

Oh, chemistry.

How cute.

Ow! St. Grace's doesn't hand out scholarships to nobodies.

Yeah, at least I earned my spot. You clearly had to buy yours.

You bitch. How dare you?

Get her.

No. What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Seems you spill at your privilege.

St.

Grace doesn't allow guns.

But if you keep testing me, they might make an exception.

After all...

Rules end for people like me.

Now crawl back into your seat.

Rule number one, new girl.

At St. Grace, I decide who burns.

Oh my god, who is that?

Is it weird to think that was hot?

You psycho bitch!

Do you even know who I am?

Oh, let me guess. Your daddy's a Wall Street cockroach who makes donations to

keep you out of jail.

Oh, my daddy owns this school. You'll be expelled by- Somebody remind

me her name.

She's a Vanderbilt.

Huh.

C. Beatrice?

Papa, a Vanderbilt forgot her place.

Shall we bankrupt them?

Only if you want to.

That was Don Moretti. They're the most powerful mafia family in North America.

Oh.

I guess she's not Queen Bee anymore.

What are you doing?

You're the only one here who actually looks like they'd survive this place.

You're better than them.

Do we know each other?

Hydrogen peroxide.

You're gonna need it.

For the blood stains, I know it gets them out.

And, um... This is for the

after part.

I don't need your help.

Oh, you don't have to... Hey!

You should get that cut checked out. It'd be a shame to let it scar.

Worry about your own hands.

It was her.

Still a moron.

Excuse me?

Excuse me? Oh, nothing. You just remind me of someone.

Look, I don't want any drama, okay?

I'm just here to study.

You don't say, new girl.

But actually, I just saved you. I didn't ask you to.

You think Caroline's just gonna leave you alone?

I'll manage.

Will you?

Stop staring at me.

You blush easily.

All right, ladies.

Every year, some of you get swept off your feet and out the door. But for

those of you who intend to stay, eyes on the books.

You'll love it here. Also, cute sweater.

Thanks.

It's kind of worn out.

So who's our other roommate?

That would be me.

What?

How are you?

You don't know her?

That's B.

Beatrice Moretti, the one now everyone's gay for.

Hi,

I'm Lily. Cool.

Give us a sec?

Oh, absolutely.

Gotta go.

A bit weird.

But lovely.

So, we're roommates.

What are the odds?

Well, the odds weren't in my favor.

I got the assignments changed.

What?

Why?

I wanted to get to know you better.

Um, me? I'm nobody.

I do what I want. Okay, well, I have a club thing.

So, see you later.

Watch out!

Club thing, huh?

I want your best excuse.

I made you blush again.

Uh, no.

It's just... It's really hot.

Uh, the room. Not you. Not that you're not... Oh my god.

Beatrice Moretti? The one now everyone's gay for?

You look like you're dying to ask me something.

Oh, are you?

Huh?

Keep going?

It's just everyone at school says that you're... Are you into... Oh!

I'm sorry.

Oh, we were just talking.

Well, guess who's downstairs looking for you? Your boyfriend.

You have a boyfriend?

No, I do not have a boyfriend.

I dumped that asshole months ago.

Took you long enough, what, too busy to text me back?

We're over, Jason.

I saw you flirting with those girls.

Relax, Emma.

They're just for fun.

But you're different.

We're done, Jason.

You're unbelievable. Just leave me alone.

You're lucky I even looked at you.

Let go of me! You don't just get to walk away from me.

Smile,

babe. You'll want to remember this.

Jason, varsity baseball.

Guess you won't be swinging anything for a while.

Yes.

Try again.

Or maybe you prefer going viral with a cracked skull.

Dude, she's a meretic.

Mafia princess.

I'd run if I were you.

I... Beatrice, I... Carter, your taste in men sucks.

Wow, scholarship girl.

It's almost like you're in one of those soapy verticals.

What's next?

You gonna... Caroline, say one more word and your daddy's next charity gala will

need a closed casket auction.

There you go.

I just remembered I have to be

anywhere but here.

Thanks, Beatrice, for...

Helping me earlier.

And I'm sorry about calling you a troublemaker.

I'll forgive you under one condition.

Condition? What kind of condition?

Be my girlfriend.

I mean, that's really nice.

I'm just not really into girls.

Okay, relax, Carter.

Don't get me wrong. I'm talking about pretending to be my girlfriend.

Pretend? Pretending why?

Well, my father keeps arranging blind dates for me and it's driving me insane.

I need someone to help me put an end to it.

Wow. Even mafia princesses get put on blind dates.

Unfortunately.

Look, no offense, but if I say yes, your father's not gonna, like, kill me,

right?

Well,

not if you're a woman or a child. My old man is a real gentleman type of sexist.

How are you doing?

Oh my god, what is that? A Walmart bra?

Oh, and you walk around pretending to be like us?

Stop, Caroline.

Please.

Maybe everyone should see what a scholarship scam wears underneath.

Get her, girls.

Hold her open. Oh my god.

Emma!

Emma!

Honey? Do you know where my daughter is?

I'll handle this.

Don't worry, Mr. Carter.

I'll find Emma for you.

Oh my god, did you hear? They're cornering that scholarship girl in the

locker room. Oh yeah, and it's getting ugly.

Carolyn's lost it.

Yeah, like seriously.

What's wrong with him?

Ugh.

No, no, no.

You need to calm down.

I'm in the score.

What are you... No.

Don't do it, please. No.

Come near Emma again, and your daddy's bank will have a tragic system failure

tomorrow.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

Emma, what the hell is wrong with you? Jason's family is wealthy.

And who the hell are you to be dumping him?

Dad, you're defending him?

He hit me in front of everyone.

Oh, in front of everyone. You know, I think I spoiled you too much when I

raised you, all right? Because you're always overreacting, and you need to

learn to put up with some things, okay?

Look, with him, you could have had a chance at a good future, but look at

you. It's no wonder that you're a joke to the whole school.

Would it kill you to fix yourself up a little bit?

You don't deserve to be my father.

You are a worthless person.

Trash.

Beatrice! Please, don't.

Dad, leave.

Come on.

Let's get you cleaned up.

It's not like that.

I can't. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry about that. I just feel really overwhelmed.

And everything just feels really confusing.

Kind of wrong.

We can be friends.

Which means when things get tough... Friends?

Are you okay, Emma?

What's on your mind?

Nothing. Nothing.

Sorry, can you... Can I have a second?

Can I just have a second, please?

Wait.

would I even imagine something like that?

Hey.

Are you okay? I saw what happened out there.

Still breathing.

Thanks to her.

Yeah.

I couldn't help but notice you two look really cute earlier.

Lily, what are you talking about?

I mean, she punched your ex and kicked Caroline's ass for you. If that's not

romance, I don't know what is.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't.

No. Hey, I'm rooting for you, Emma.

Look who's walking all alone.

Must be hard being the charity case.

Shit.

I heard your daddy should have drunk.

Classy. Is St. Grace offering pity degrees now?

Yeah. Major in poverty.

Minor in public embarrassment.

What the hell?

Seriously?

Get in.

Come on.

Unless you'd rather stay here with these pathetic bullies.

Where are we going?

My place.

Wow.

You live here.

It's like a museum with better lighting.

Yeah, we keep it low-key.

Except that here, you can touch anything you want.

Papa?

Beatrice. Joe.

Guest? See, this is... Emma.

Carter. I'm Emma Carter.

It's really nice to meet you, sir.

I'll be in the dining room.

Hey, are we... Are we doing the fake girlfriend thing?

Of course not.

What kind of monster would put you through that?

I just want you to come hang out.

You have the worst sense of humor ever.

Yeah.

Beatrice!

So, Emma.

Beatrice tells me that you're special.

Uh, yeah, I, uh, I tutor chemistry and, um... She's stuck with my class.

What are you doing?

So, come on.

What exactly is your relationship with my daughter?

She's... She's my classmate. That's all.

Yeah, we're just good friends.

Relax.

I just meant, finally you're bringing somebody home that's not covered in

prison tattoos.

The last friend that she brought home built hand grenades for fun.

Now I'm just glad that she's socializing with normal people for once.

Oh, oh, about next weekend. You're going, right?

What meeting?

To the dinner with the Viscari boy, Pietro.

Remember? Good blood, clean reputation, a solid empire behind him.

Another setup. I'm not going.

If you want a place in this family, then start acting like a Moretti. I earned

everything I have, and you know that. Then prove it.

And either obey the family or get the hell out of my business.

She already has someone.

What did you say?

Just that she's not interested in the Pietro boy because she is already

interested in someone else.

Beatrice, is that true?

It's me.

She's in love with me.

You cannot be serious.

Oh, I... Wait.

She is my heir, and I will not allow her

to throw everything away on a poor scholarship

girl! Stop!

Put that down now!

Papa? She's choking!

She's just trying to help me out, that's all!

I know she's joking.

You didn't have to defend her like that.

She is so dramatic.

And you.

Look, if you didn't want the Viscari boy, why didn't you just say so?

You didn't need to make up all those...

sloppy lies.

You are not one of those fags.

I know my blood better than anyone.

And if I wear it, is that a problem?

It's nonsense.

A woman needs a man.

Adam and Eve, come on. It's only nature.

Being with a man doesn't fix everything.

Mom married the king of the East Coast, and where is she now?

Dinner's over.

Fine. Then take your little friend to the game room.

Door stays open.

Wouldn't dream of it.

So being on the other end of the gun, not so fun, huh?

That was intense.

Come on.

I'll show you my room.

Sorry, I think I just expected, like, skull posters and leather and

something more punk.

Is that I sleep in a coffin blasting death metal?

Maybe on the weekends.

You're kind of...

Girly. I just don't like looking weak in front of people.

I'm still a girl.

Hey Beatrice, can I, um, take a shower?

I already run a bath.

Water's ready.

Took you long enough.

I thought, um, I said the bath was ready.

I didn't say for whom.

Well, are you coming or are you just going to stand there blushing?

Well, are you coming or are you just going to stand there blushing?

Get in before it gets cold.

Don't look.

Is that... a bullet wound?

Yeah.

One of the perks of being a mafia princess.

Can I touch it?

Does it still hurt?

Not when you're touching it.

These are for you.

You picked these?

Why? You don't like them?

No, it's cute.

Just not what I expected.

You should see my Hello Kitty ones.

And the Barbie set.

Wait, seriously?

No, but there's a lot more in my closet you wouldn't expect.

I can't believe I dined with the mafia tonight.

Did it live up to your scary bedtime stories?

I don't know.

Your dad's intense, sure, but at least he cares, you know?

He wants to be a part of your life.

My dad wouldn't notice if I disappeared.

It's okay.

Because I have you.

We should go to bed.

Big day tomorrow.

Classes and stuff.

I made you blush.

I can't.

Yeah, obviously.

You're a total distraction.

Yeah.

And your trouble.

Emma, I heard Beatrice got hurt.

What? What happened? Where is she?

What? What happened? Where is she? In the dorm.

Somebody said she left early from gym. Okay, thanks.

Never did learn to dodge.

Still so reckless.

Oh!

You must be the scholarship girl.

Yeah, I'm... I'm Emma Carter.

Who are you?

Emma, this is... Her ex.

You brought supplies.

How thoughtful.

You know, Bea is always getting into fights.

She even cracked her rib once.

Right here.

Remember that?

Yeah, no, I didn't know that.

But we're just classmates, so why would I?

Come on.

I'll leave you girls to it.

Emma! Emma, wait!

Jessica and I are in the past now. I have no feelings for her. It's none of

my business. You don't have to explain anything.

Is that why you stormed out?

I thought you don't get jealous.

No, it's because...

I don't like that you've been getting into so many fights.

I was fighting for you.

Rumors are going around about us.

I tried to stop them.

Oh.

You still shouldn't be getting into fights, Bea. You could seriously get

hurt. It's dangerous.

Dangerous?

You're more dangerous than any fight I've ever been in.

That's what I would call dangerous.

You're not making any sense.

You've been acting weird ever since we met.

So... Tell me.

Are you catching feelings for me?

Harder?

No.

Are you jealous?

No. I'm just... I'm not jealous. I just was...

Should I come back later, or just wait for the wedding invite?

Say one more word, and I'll throw you off this rooftop.

I'll kill me now.

You can't.

I like you too much.

Back to the important question.

Are you jealous?

No, I already said I'm not jealous. I was just...

Oh, look what we have here.

No way.

Oh, it gets better.

Emma's dad, the drunk mechanic, right? Oh, he looks like the type of guy who

could stone a witch.

Wait till he finds out his own daughter has been kissing a girl.

Time to break the scholarship rat.

It's perfect.

Emma!

Get out here!

Right now!

Dad, what's wrong?

You humiliate me? And I think you can hide?

What? Emma!

Get out here!

Right now!

Dad, what's wrong?

You humiliate me?

And I think you can hide? What?

Look,

this is you kissing a girl.

What the hell is wrong with you?

What is wrong with you?

You're supposed to be my dad and yet you come to my school and you hit me and

humiliate me in front of everyone.

Well, I sure as I am your dad and I'll damn well teach you some respect.

Do that one more time, and you won't be able to use this hand ever again.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, that was so badass.

She's my daughter.

I'll do whatever I want with her.

Hey, wait.

You're the girl.

Disgusting.

How could you do this to our family?

Take care of him.

Sober him up.

Hey, wait!

Emma! Don't let him take me! Emma, look, I'm your father, okay? I'm sorry.

I was drunk. I'm your father. You stopped being my father the second you

put a hand on me.

Where is Caroline?

Oh my god. Did you see her outfit today?

I'll handle this.

I'll handle this.

Apologize. Not a chance!

Fine. Then next time, there won't be soup in that bowl. It'll be acid.

The rich girl got her karma.

This is going viral.

I'm sorry.

Not bad, Carter.

Not bad at all.

Thanks.

Now I learn from the best.

What went down is unacceptable.

If anything like that happens again, we're going to have to take another look

at your scholarship.

She's been bullying me for weeks.

All I did was stand up for myself.

Don't prettify violence with cute words.

Caroline is one of our finest.

Impeccable track record.

Yeah, and her donations to the school.

Is that how it works around here? Money over justice?

Life isn't always fair, Emma.

But, um, you have potential.

And there are other ways of getting goodwill, if you know how

to navigate it.

I can guide you through it if you're serious about keeping your scholarship.

You're disgusting.

He really is.

I was wondering when you'd cross that line.

How is that fake master's degree holding up?

I have your real transcripts. From your college?

Oh.

The one you never actually attended?

Apologize to her now or tomorrow you're out of this office. Not in handcuffs, if

you're lucky.

You want me to apologize to her?

She is scholarship scum, okay?

No, no. Her spot here is earned.

Unlike yours.

Do you want me to remind you of those creative budget adjustments?

I mean, who's going to notice a little reallocation?

It's all school money anyway.

Hmm.

Didn't think I'd find that out, did you?

Miss Carter, I sincerely apologize

for my actions earlier.

Yes. I had it covered.

You had it covered?

That perv was just one second from jumping on you. I had a plan.

I can defend myself.

I thought you needed help.

Look, just because you have the world at your fingertips doesn't mean that I

can't get by without a piggyback ride from you.

Emma, wait!

I wasn't trying to embarrass you. I stepped in because I care about you.

Don't I mean anything to you? You care about me too, don't you? Yes!

Yes, of course. I care about you.

God, I have been fighting it, and it is exhausting.

Then why not just be honest?

Be brave.

It's not that easy for me.

Okay, come on.

Coming out for you means slamming a glass or yelling at your dad. But for

me... It means losing everything.

My father, my future, everything I have back

home. You don't get it.

You will never know what it's like to feel completely alone just for loving

somebody else.

You're right.

I just need a second.

Okay, what's going on? You two haven't spoken all day.

Not your business. Nothing.

You've got to be kidding me. They're my first real sapphic OTP. No way am I

letting them. Stop the breakup.

I'm going to find them.

I'm going to go get snacks.

Okay. What the f- Did she just cut the power?

It's locked.

Where's that damn lighter?

Say the magic word. Give it to me.

Now. You're no fun.

What are you doing? Do you really hate me that much?

Because the way you kissed me the other night, it didn't seem like hate.

No, wait, wait.

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

No, it's... It's just... I think I have feelings for you,

and I don't know what to do about them.

And I'm scared I might have hurt you.

It only hurts me to see you like that.

It hurts me more than the bullet did.

Okay, you're so dramatic.

Maybe I should kiss you again.

Shall not tell, huh?

No. Hey, get away from me. Stop.

Seriously, I mean it.

Get away.

Beatrice.

Yeah. I have a bigger pillow.

You're done. You're done. You're done.

Go away.

Your kind isn't welcome here.

Dad? You brought this disgrace on our family. I raised you to be this.

Get out.

And don't come back. Dad! Dad!

Crying, huh?

Did it ever fix anything?

What are you doing here?

Well, you weren't at the dorm, so I figured I'd check the dramatic spots.

For the record, I think the video of us was kind of hot.

Is this funny to you?

No, but... Why care so much what people think?

Because he's my dad.

Without him, I have nothing.

Come with me.

Where?

Somewhere you don't have to cry on the doorstep.

Wait,

this is...

You? That girl that night, that was you?

Surprised?

Didn't remember me, huh?

Well, I looked like hell that night.

Hey!

You should get that cut checked out. It'd be a shame to let it scar.

Emma.

You changed me. You made me realize how stupid I was.

getting hurt for unnecessary things, you taught me that not every wound has to

turn into a scar.

I did?

Well, I might have over-exaggerated that metaphor, but...

Emma, you're still the same tough girl who

helped a stranger out.

I guess you're right.

You're Bea, right?

Carolyn's mentioned you.

Funny.

Carolyn's boyfriend getting me drinks.

Either she's desperate... or you're more stupid than you look. Whoa!

I'm just trying to help.

I mean, Carolyn's plotting something against Emma tonight.

I thought you'd want to know.

What?

What is she trying to do?

Looks like you've had a little too much. Here, let me show you where she's at.

You can go back. Don't touch me!

Stuck up, bitch.

Let's see if a real man changes your mind.

Don't let me go, you bastard!

You like drugging people?

Try this.

What the hell? What is this?

What the hell? What is this?

Could be toilet water. Could be acid.

You want to guess?

It's actually just a chemical compound I made in the lab. Permanent erectile

dysfunction. Enjoy the rest of your life.

You crazy bitch!

Revenge is nice.

You're physical.

Come on.

Okay.

Oh, okay. Okay.

All right. How did I do?

Great. Better than I expected.

Okay. Shut up and let me save you.

Hey,

what

was in that bottle, really?

Just water.

Tyler's actually an idiot for thinking that I could chemically castrate him.

Among other things.

Oh, you're getting bad.

I like that.

That looks good on you.

You two make a cute little couple.

Oh, no. We're just classmates.

What's wrong with you?

Classmates, huh?

You're impossible.

Come here. Let's put your arm around me.

I'm good.

I know.

I'm so good.

Let's get you inside.

Oh, you're heavier than... Look.

I think you've sobered up.

You can take it from here.

Stay.

Help me.

Don't you have maids and housekeepers for this?

I don't want them.

I want you.

I think it's about to rain.

Yeah. Oh, it's going to rain? Yeah.

Okay, I guess I should come.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm going to go get you some water, okay? I'll be back.

You're not going anywhere.

You said you were dizzy.

You're really drugged.

I am.

And it's deadly.

If I don't hold you, I'll die.

You're lying.

But you're really cute when you're tipsy.

Should I check your temperature?

No, I'm not.

We should check.

Just to be sure.

Fine.

Check yourself.

Beatrice, we need to talk.

What do we do?

Beatrice, what are you doing there?

It's that girl, isn't it?

Just tell me the truth.

It is what I think it is.

Of course not, Papa. Don't be ridiculous.

You look nervous.

And if you've got nothing to hide, then why don't we look under here?

Papa, wait.

Papa, wait.

I made a mess on the sheets.

I mean, you know, I'm on my period. You don't want to see this.

Right.

I'll get some tea set up.

You're a genius.

I wasn't lying, though. I am on my period, and I feel awful.

So...

always get into these situations.

Fine. I'll stay.

Only because I don't want your dad to shoot me.

He won't come back.

I miss being a kid.

When it was just me and my mom.

I know.

Is it possible?

That I've fallen for a mafia princess?

Bea,

we have to talk.

We already talked. It's over.

I don't understand.

What does Emma have that I don't?

Kindness.

Patience.

The ability to see someone broken and not run away.

So that's it?

Like you'd rather pick some fragile little charity case over me? Watch your

mouth, Jessica.

Do not insult her.

Wow, didn't expect the X to come crawling.

Spare me.

You hate Emma.

I want B back.

Sounds like a partnership to me. You humiliate Emma at the dance, I'll help.

That night's mine anyways.

Sponsored by Daddy.

Ravenwood Boy's coming too.

It'll be unforgettable.

He said eight.

It's almost nine.

Waiting for your prince charming?

Where is Jason?

You look desperate.

Well, my father begged me to come with you, so... Guess he still thinks you

have a shot at being normal.

But you don't.

You're just a nobody in a borrowed dress thinking one night can make you madder.

And you're a fucking asshole.

And you're just a stuck-up bitch who thinks she's too good for the gutter,

she called out.

The hell is this, your bodyguard?

Wanna find out?

Okay.

Wouldn't miss it.

Hurry up, Cinderella!

Is she actually going to the prom with her?

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Emma! Emma!

What in the hell do you think you're doing?

Going to the dance with a girl?

Not just any girl.

My girlfriend.

You leave with her?

And you're no longer my daughter.

All you do is sit around drinking while I work to keep our house functioning.

You haven't been a father to me in years.

So thank you. I'm so happy to be rid of this big burden.

You are an ungrateful brat.

Where are you going to live, Emma?

Who's going to take care of you?

That would be me.

From now on, I'll take care of Emma.

Go drink yourself to sleep. You lost your daughter a long time ago.

Goodbye, you sorry drunk.

Let's go.

With pleasure.

Unbelievable.

It's kind of hot.

Guys,

this is the best prom ever!

And guess what? Tonight, we vote for best dressed couple.

I know who I'm voting for.

That would be us.

Who else even comes close?

Are they together?

Oops. Watch out.

It's fine.

No, it's not.

Pick one.

Give them something to stare at.

You and I are done.

Come near Emma again and I'll make sure no school in the country wants you.

You make pearls look humble.

Attention, everybody. I am Assistant Principal Thomas.

And before we announce the evening's best-dressed couple, we do have one

other announcement.

The St. Grace Academic Honors Scholarship.

Recognizing excellence in both academics and integrity.

This year's recipient is Emma Carter.

Funny thing is, that scholarship was possible because of the Vanderbilt

Foundation. My family's foundation. And as of now, I'm announcing we're pulling

the funding.

What? Oh, don't be so shocked. If you really want it, you'll have to beg for

it. Just like your mommy begged my daddy for that loan.

It was your family.

You took everything from us. Oh, honey. And by everything, you mean nothing at

all. You're disgusting.

Acting bigger than your daddy?

Oh, please. You parade around all tough because you're criminal father, but it's

all bark.

And what would your mother think? Oh, wait.

Didn't she die of stress or was it shame?

Say one hard word.

What?

Like mother, like daughter.

You're pathetic.

No wonder you turned out to be a barbarian. Say one more word. Don't talk

about my wife unless you want your father's company to fall overnight and

you want your family to be in jail by tomorrow.

Dad?

I don't normally come to these school parties, but...

I did hear that someone and something was trying to humiliate my daughter and

the girl that she cares about.

Who are you? I am Assistant Principal Thomas. It is an honor.

Where's the principal? He's right here, actually.

Well, since when did you figure out that bankers could dictate who was going to

do... The St. Grace's Scholarship. Sir, what? No, this is a misunderstanding.

Oh, a misunderstanding.

Well, you know what?

Moving forward, the Moretti Educational Foundation will be

overseeing all the scholarship selections.

Okay? That's what we're doing.

You see, we're expanding.

We're expanding. We are investing in more cleaner legacies.

In fact, the funding has been doubled.

And the student that deserves that money will get it, not the student with the

richest friends.

Is he still there?

I'm just going to make sure.

It appears so.

You, you're done.

What?

Well, you have completely abused your power. You've been preying on your

students.

You're fired.

And you better go get yourself a good lawyer, because we've already chosen a

replacement principal, and she starts tomorrow morning.

And you, I want you to go tell your father that the

rent... on those docs that he mortgaged to us, is tripled.

That's extortion!

Oh, no, sweetheart.

It's business.

You know, unless, unless maybe you'd like me to read aloud the list of

illegal goods that your family has been putting in shipping containers marked

medical supplies.

Oh, gosh.

That might be me again.

Um, that's, that's... Caroline!

Apologize to Miss Moretti! Right now!

Do you hear me? Now!

I'm sorry.

Louder, so my girlfriend can hear it.

I'm sorry, Emma.

Beatrice, talk to your father. Please, don't let him ruin my family's business.

Please, I'm begging you.

Emma, we didn't always get along, right?

You don't want to ruin someone's entire family over high school drama.

You're a good person, right?

You always did think I was easy to push around, didn't you?

Well, sorry to disappoint.

I grew up.

Who's supposed to be kneeling now?

Where do you think you're going?

Beatrice, your taste is passable. But just with that being

said, okay, until I get to peace with

this, just do me a favor and don't wave your girlfriend around in front of me,

okay? I thought you meant to say thank you, Beatrice.

I have...

Always wanted to crush Caroline's father.

Well, you know that path that you're taking, the two of you?

You're walking it yourselves.

It's okay, Dad.

I've been planning to leave the family business anyway. I want to have a normal

life. For once.

We're done.

We're done.

No, don't talk to me. Don't even talk to me. I'll kill you.

May I have this dance?

Miss Scholarship Winner? Yes.

You may.

You're such a weird person.

Takes one to know one.

I mean...

Beatrice, you just kind of crashed into my life.

Like a storm with a baseball bat and way too much confidence.

I was very charming about it, though.

Our reunion wasn't a coincidence, was it?

Mm-mm.

I deliberately transferred to your school.

You are unbelievable.

And yet, here you are, still dancing with me.

So, what are we now?

We're good friends.

Isn't that clear enough?

Yep.

Okay, okay.

Results are in.

Drumroll, please.

Best dressed couple of the night goes to... Emma and Beatrice!

I told you.

You're iconic.

We've barely been a couple for two seconds.

I guess we're natural.

This is legendary.

You know what's better than winning?

What? Earning it.

And you did.

Oh, well.

Fresh meat.

Hope you know how the packing order works here.

I'd think twice before starting something that you can't finish.

Hey, Lily.

You will not believe this. Caroline's family went totally bankrupt.

Seriously?

She had to transfer to some B-tier school where there's a queen bee making

her life hell.

Karma, baby?

Or sufficient when she wants to be.

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

I'll call you back, Lily.

How was your first day?

No drama, no bullies.

You don't have to worry about me anymore.

That's my girl.

Get in.

Library rooftop.

Quiet. Stars.

Just us.

Pass. Excuse me?

How about we go to that abandoned racetrack outside town?

No lights. Full speed.

Just us.

Who even are you?

Still me.

Just upgraded.

Let's go, troublemaker.

No one had it all.

Now, parents gone.

Bankrupt. A new code.

We're done, Nolan.

I can't lose you two.

Rumor is she ran off with some rich sugar daddy.

I've been at the bottom before.

It's my turn to give back. She donated her heart five years ago. She can save

him. Look at my life.

Your body is rejecting your artificial heart.

How long do I have? Three months at best.

Everybody said giving birth was too dangerous, but I couldn't give you up.

She needs specialized surgery. How much will that cost?

Close to a million dollars.

I need more shakes, please. I'm desperate.

You vanished for five years. You left me with nothing but questions.

Back then, to save your company, I was the one who had the surgery.

I think it's time to tell Nolan the truth.

If they find out who Mia really is, Sophia's family will come after her. You

bitch! I'm begging you! My daughter's dying!

Get me proof Marcus and Elena worked together. Nolan needs to think they were

the ones responsible for Carter Group's downfall.

If I'd have known you'd be this rich, I would have stayed.

Two million dollars on this card.

The controller can't get wet. You will die.

Mom is trading her life for yours. I'll still be grateful, because you'll live.

Bankrupt Carter grew a couple jumps to death, leaving billions in debt to their

only heir.

No one had it all.

Now, bankrupt, parents gone, billions in debt.

Where the hell is Elena?

Her fiance's parents just died. Shouldn't she be here? Rumor is she ran

off with some rich sugar daddy.

Disgusting gold digger.

No heart.

No.

Elena's not like that.

I know you'd come.

You all have left.

We're done, Nolan.

What? I was with you because you were rich, Nolan.

Now you're broke.

I can't marry a loser.

No.

Oh, no. What are you talking about?

Elena!

This isn't you.

Seven years.

Seven years of love.

Was it all fake?

I never loved you.

I loved the money.

Look at me.

Look at me and tell me you never loved me.

I never did.

And I've already found someone else.

Goodbye, Nolan.

I can't lose you too!