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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.