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Hello, everyone! How you doin'?
I wanna propose a toast
for those of you who are finally graduating
from school this year.
So c'mon, everyone, raise 'em high to freedom.
To doing whatever the hell we want 'cause we're goddamn adults!
And, above all, to never stepping foot in this fucking school again!
Are you gonna hurl?
Let's go.
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Stop pulling!
- Oh, why is it pink? What did you eat? -
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Aren't you a little old to still be at Las Encinas?
Should've asked me to pick up your severance for you.
You could've spared yourself some embarrassment.
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Why are you here?
Do Baba and Mama know?
Yeah, I called Baba. He said you'd be here.
So I figured I would come and keep you company.
- Hmm? -
And see if Baba had mellowed out.
Mm. Yeah, spoiler? No.
- - Yeah, I can tell.
["Brand New Me" by Homegrown playing on monitors]
- - Now, that's new.
What the fuck is that?
The logo for Alumni.
What?
Attention, seniors.
Virginia has given all of you permission to skip class and spend the next hour
checking out the new and revamped Alumni, the association for former students.
Attendance isn't mandatory, but it is highly appreciated.
Meaning we will be taking roll call.
This is my brother, Héctor, and I'm Emilia. We're expecting you.
- Hurry up. Don't miss out. - They're doing what?
Okay, I'm a former student. Why haven't I heard about Alumni?
'Cause the invite doesn't extend to kids on scholarship.
How would you know?
Lu had to pull strings in order to get me accepted.
If you get in, the contact network is incredible.
I mean, I got my internship at the UN through Alumni.
Despite those two.
It didn't look good, being on scholarship.
For Las Encinas abroad, I wasn't the ideal representative.
They tried to boycott me in every way possible.
They're miserable jerks.
Steer clear of those two.
Did you really have to remodel an entire wing?
Our agreement was that you could change the furniture in here.
Well, Alumni needs a space suitable for its new activities.
Wait, what new activities?
You're against it, Virginia?
I don't see why you need a dedicated social club area
when Alumni is managed perfectly well in a folder on my computer.
- That right there is one of the reasons. - With a...
You're not in charge anymore.
Pardon?
And the other is that this is a generous donation
from our parents to Las Encinas.
Hm...
You don't have a say, so it doesn't matter what you think.
Not that she ever had a say.
- - Uh...
I'm sorry, what was that?
Give me a sec so I can ring up my parents and get them on the line.
I'm sure they'd love to hear what you think.
I think it turned out pretty great.
Super appealing, wouldn't you say?
- No? - Yeah, appealing.
Well, it's that time. Excuse us, but you'll have to leave.
The senior students will be here any second now.
And it'd be super awkward to have you here, you know?
Should I walk you to the door?
Won't be necessary, but thanks.
We have to make it clear no one comes in without an invitation.
Not her, not anyone.
I'm president of the Alumni club.
Completely renovated.
Completely renovated.
And my sister is vice president.
Before you know it,
you'll be graduating, or we hope, and you will leave Las Encinas.
But the school doesn't want this to be a "see you never" sorta deal.
Rather, a "Mm, whenever."
We have invested a ton of money and even more effort.
Alumni was worth it.
Alumni is worth it.
It was super worth it to build a space
where we can all come to relax, be ourselves,
spend our free time vibing
with people on our same wavelength, network, et cetera.
An exclusive space only open to a privileged few.
We'll be opening up the selection process for new members.
The pillars of Las Encinas are discipline, excellence, and merit.
Ours are pleasure, liberty, and contacts.
To enter, you're gonna need one of us to sponsor you
and decide if you're Alumni material.
Only one candidate per sponsor.
So, look for one now.
Don't forget. We want Las Encinas...
Héctor?
We want Las Encinas to always remain a part of your lives.
Part of my life, she says.
Sounds like a bunch of horseshit.
I mean, that's literally the last thing I need.
To hang out here with those cringy Alumni douchebags
when all I want to do is escape this school once and for all
and never again set foot inside these doors.
Yeah, same.
I'll miss it, though.
Nah, trust me, you'll get over it the moment you leave.
Dalmar!
Hi.
Hi.
- How are you? - Good. How are you?
Huh? Oh my God. Did you know those two were together?
Looks like it.
Bet you're sorry you let her get away, aren't you, coz?
I guess you shouldn't have jerked her around
and played her like a flute, huh?
This, coming from you?
- After you went and... - What? After I what?
C'mon, we need to talk.
About Sonia?
C'mon, Nico. Leave it, bro.
I'm taking her.
- Can you survive without her? - No.
- No. - Don't think so.
- Me neither. - Yeah, come on. Let's go.
- No! -
Stop worrying about your papers.
Said the privileged, pretty white girl.
I do care, you know.
I just want you to stop freaking about the same thing all day long.
'Cause, one, it won't make the papers rain down from the sky.
And two, you're gonna give yourself an ulcer.
- What if we got married? - What?
For the papers, dude. I'm not insane.
Uh, this isn't like in the movies
where you sign and that's it, you're a citizen.
No.
Uh, sorry.
I'm sorry I... I interrupted whatever it is you were doing.
It's true, then.
That you go here.
We know each other?
I know you.
From Instagram.
I don't know why I didn't connect you with Las Encinas.
And when I saw you at Alumni,
I flipped out.
Okay, yeah. Yep.
Well, nice to meet you. What did you want?
Don't get defensive, man. I mean well.
Yeah, you mean well, and you're half-naked. I don't know.
Oh, I'm only really naked
from here...
...to right here.
For real. I want to sponsor you for Alumni.
Uh... you what?
Well, candidates need to have someone who's willing to vouch for them.
Who better than the president?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But wouldn't I, um, first probably need to be interested in joining?
You already are.
Haven't thought about it.
There's no reason why you shouldn't want to.
Gimme one.
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