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Pencils down, everybody.

- Blue books back to me, everybody. - See you.

Summer school's over. Naomi, summer school's over!

Summer school's over? Oh, my God!

Adios, summer school!

Suck it, summer school.

- What's up? - How are you?

- I'm fine. - I'm good.

I mean...

So the end of summer party's still good for you?

Yeah, sure.

We'll talk then.

What's this? You two talking? Are we back together?

Oh, what did I miss?

No, you just interrupted an ordinary moment

by making it extremely awkward.

See you.

Never you mind, darling. Let's hit the beach.

Hey!

We're free. How long we've been at school!

I call shotgun.

We're on summer vacation, suckers.

Thank you, Doug.

To the beach, girls.

- Hi, Julian. - Hey, Naomi.

Ladies.

Why are you giggling like that?

Oh, my God, Jason is so witty.

Wait, Jason, the guy you met at Barney's?

The guy who's twice your age?

You should have heard her in class today.

She's obsessed.

This is good.

I am finally going out with a real man.

- He's so... - Old?

Brilliant.

He reads books, you guys, for fun.

Yeah, like Lolita.

I'm telling you, the minute I met him, a thrill went up my spine.

Excuse me, Naomi.

Hey, there's a delivery here for one of your guests.

- Adrianna Tate-Duncan? - That's me.

Thanks, Julian.

- Another script? - "Monica Lewinsky, a Movie Musical"?

- She is so annoying. - Who, Monica Lewinsky?

Am I the only one who thought she had talent

- as a bag designer? - Yes.

Haven't you told your mom you don't wanna act?

Yeah, I think she thinks that I'm gonna cave in, but I'm not.

I am done.

I don't care if she kicks me out of the house.

I'm done with drama on camera and off.

Taking drugs, going to rehab,

getting pregnant, deciding to give the baby up.

It really took it out of me.

Yeah. You wanna be no-drama Adrianna.

Exactly. No drama. I just wanna be a normal teenager.

Hell to the yes. I hear you.

To being teenagers.

- To being teenagers. - To being teenagers.

Madison, Henly, out of the pool.

Either the club's having a show of fashion don'ts

or summer school's out for the day.

Actually, summer school's out forever.

Yeah, we have nothing to do but just hang out here at the club.

I'm sure you're thrilled to the gills about that.

You know what? Would you guys like to come to our end of summer bash?

I think I'm gonna pass.

If it were up to me, under-18s wouldn't be allowed to spend time at the club

without parental supervision.

Well, if were up to me, over-50s wouldn't be allowed

to wear sleeveless shirts.

Diving time.

Okay, I'm ready.

- I'm ready. - One, two, three.

He looks so cute.

Ade, are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I just...

I guess I can't just snap my fingers and become a normal teenager.

But it's okay.

You know, it's fine because I am making different choices.

I am not taking drugs.

I am taking my time in my relationship.

You know, I'm waiting for the right time to have sex.

- I'm sure Navid's loving that. - He gets it.

- He's really understanding. - Understanding-slash-gay.

He is so not gay, Naomi.

- He is very, very not gay. - Okay.

He knows I wanna wait, so he wants to wait too.

Dude,

I'm so getting laid.

Hold on. Hold on. Wait, I thought Adrianna wanted to wait.

Oh, we did.

We waited and waited. And last night,

she thanked me for being so patient.

And then she said

she didn't want sex to eclipse everything in our relationship.

And I said, "No, no, it won't."

And then she said:

"I know."

And then she said she was ready, right?

Didn't have to. If she knows, there's nothing to worry about,

- and we're good to go. - Gotcha.

But, yeah, I kind of need some help.

Go buy the Kama Sutra. I'm not showing you how.

No, not the how, the where and the when.

I'm thinking of coming up with something special.

- You know what you need to do? - What?

Trick out a cabana at your beach club.

Keep talking.

I don't know,

fill it up with roses, candles. Maybe buy some champagne.

- Yeah, non-alcoholic for Ade. - Cool. Sure.

Maybe make a cool mix CD to set the mood.

- You know. - Like a sex jams CD?

Yeah.

I like it.

But what songs you think I should put on it?

- Well, obviously "Sex Machine." - Obviously, yeah.

- Dude, I'm kidding. - Yeah, me too.

Look, remember, sex is more romantic for girls than it is guys.

So think Feist, Norah Jones.

I don't wanna fall asleep.

Hey, hey, believe me, you won't.

It's gonna be a big night, my friend. Let's do this.

- That's what I'm talking about. - Here. Let's go.

- I'm so getting laid! Yeah! - Navid.

This is all Ethan's fault.

He scrambled me up about everything.

Honestly, it's like he got into my head and I just short-circuited.

I can't even tell what I want anymore.

But you're still talking with Dixon tomorrow, right?

- What are you gonna say? - I have absolutely no idea.

I keep going back and forth.

Dixon. Ethan. Ethan. Dixon.

Children, they are both children. Seriously.

Silver, I don't know why you're so stuck on high school boys.

High school boys know nothing about...

- Books? - For one thing.

How to pleasure a woman for another.

Jason has these hands.

They're like man hands.

I'm telling you, I cannot wait to have those hands

all over this corpus...

Okay, Naomi, those kinds of thoughts you need to keep inside your head.

Okay, I'm just saying,

Liam's hands weren't nearly as big and meaty as Jason's.

- Big and meaty? - Yeah, what about Liam?

What...? Where is he? What's he up to?

I heard that he moved back to Long Island.

Yeah, he's probably tormenting some hair-sprayed chick

with French-manicured toenails as we speak.

- Vomit. Thank God I got over that jerk. - Amen.

It's actually ridiculous how long it took me to get over him.

He screwed that little skank in my bed.

You think that would've done the trick.

Okay, wait, I have to point something out.

You didn't actually find Annie in bed with Liam.

You found her wrap. That's circumstantial evidence.

Silver, she did it.

She slept with my man in my bed

and then she called the cops on my party.

Thirty people heard her.

Okay, I know that she called the cops.

I'm not saying Annie's not a rat.

She's a rat. But, come on, a skank? I don't know.

No, I know. She did it. Okay?

And she needs to be punished.

What?

I wondered if you wanted to go for a walk.

Check out the new neighborhood. Get a little sun.

No, I don't.

Annie,

what's wrong?

Other than the fact

that you, for some reason, will not leave my room?

Flip.

- Oh, my God. - What?

Oh, he's here.

- Who? - Jason.

Mr. Man-Hands?

I did not know he belonged to the club.

You guys have to meet him.

- Daddy's here! - Daddy!

How are you?

Hi, honey.

Hi.

Look, I'm glad that you're trying to get over Mr. Man-Hands,

but do you really think that exercise is the key?

Exercise? Who said anything about exercise?

I'll show you how I'm gonna get over Jason.

Oh, speak of the devil.

There he is. Act natural.

That's Tennis Guy. Oh, is he hot or is he hot?

- Jason who, right? - He's hot.

What's with the squint?

- Just looking for a wedding ring. - Oh, come on.

Believe it or not, I haven't actually played that much tennis.

I'm sure I'll pick it up pretty quick though.