Faking It

Previously on "Faking it"...

Amy, you have to tell her the truth.

I know. But how do I even begin?

"Oh, by the way, I'm sometimes attracted to guys

and oh, I once slept with Liam."

All these private sessions are starting to pay off.

I've seen Duke's abs all over Stubble.

The gay hook-up app!

Robin, my sister, is really my mother.

And those two, my grandparents.

They raised me as their son.

Why don't you just go to his new school and out him as a narc.

He isn't who he says he is.

- He's a narc! - Narc!

As you breathe in, really connect with the earth.

Only at Hester would we waste a P.E. unit

on tai chi.

Damn it! Duke's on Stubbl again.

Well, you're on Stubbl.

But only to see if he is.

Which he is... for the fourth time today.

Shane Harvey... sounds like you wanna be monogamous.

What? Eew, no! Gross.

We're gay. I just want him

to only be gay for me.

What are we...

Hey. Sneak out Friday night.

And bring handcuffs.

Yes, ma'am.

Anything specific you'd like me to wear?

Uh... whatever you want.

But I might get hot wax on it.

Eew!

You sure you two aren't back together?

We just... have a thing.

No commitment, no labels,

no hurt feelings.

Speaking of... how'd your conversation

with Reagan go last night?

She texted and said she couldn't make it.

But don't worry... I'm gonna head over there after school,

and I'm gonna tell her everything.

I'm just afraid she's gonna break up with me.

Just be honest. Maybe she'll understand.

But... to be safe, if she gives you anything to drink,

don't take it.

So you said you had something to tell me.

What is it?

Okay. Wow.

Uh... all right, let's just get right into it, shall we?

- Well, you see... -

Can we go somewhere a little more private?

I have five roommates. There is nowhere private.

Don't worry. He can't hear anything.

Hey, Marley!

See? Now, tell me what you need to tell me.

- -

Okay. You know what? This can wait.

Jesus. You're such a coward.

What are you talking about?

I was outside your window last night

when you were talking to Karma.

After everything I've been through with my ex,

how could you not tell me you're into guys?

Because I'm not sure I am. I only slept with one.

Oh, yeah, and he just happened to be

the boyfriend of your best friend,

the same best friend you kept secret from me

because you're in love with her,

and supposedly, you're over that.

- I am. - And I'm supposed to

believe you? After all these lies?

- Karma's not a lesbian. - Neither are you!

I am!

And you're just realizing this now?

Part of questioning your sexuality

is eventually getting the answer,

and survey says: lesbian.

Prove it.

It's so sweet of you to walk me to school.

Yeah, except I've been here ten minutes,

and we haven't left your room.

Maybe I should just call in sick.

- - Tempting, but I've gotta train.

My first fight's next week.

You've been training so much lately.

I've barely seen you.

Except on Stubbl.

Hey, I've seen you on there a lot too.

I mean, not that I care, because you've always said,

you know, monogamy's for straight people, right?

I have always said that.

And you're fresh out of the closet.

I don't want to keep you

from checking out all the other rooms in the house.

So... I guess we're agreed.

We're now officially in an open relationship.

Do they make a greeting card for that?

If not, they totally should.

You told her you were a lesbian.

I'm a girl in a monogamous relationship with another girl.

What else would you call me?

Uh, I'm gonna go with Amy.

What about the fact

that you're sometimes attracted to guys?

That hasn't happened in ages.

I think it's all cleared up.

- Amy, it's not a rash. - Can we focus

on what's important here?

College. Our dream of going to CU together

is never gonna come true unless we do something this summer

that they find... "impressive."

The big question is...

what?

Why don't we just ask her?

Hello, ladies.

Can I tell you a little bit about us?

No need, no need... we both knew we wanted to go to Clement

ever since we were old enough to know what college was.

Not too big, not too small.

World-class media documentary program...

And it looks just like that school from Greek,

and I love that show.

Well, you two should definitely consider

our Summer Scholars program.

You can audit classes, live in the dorms...

Oh, um...

How much does it cost?

There's no cost to the student.

At CU we want to find the best and the brightest,

and this is how we find them.

- Sign us up! - Yeah.

Well, there is an application process.

And the deadline is soon.

Oh, right. Of course.

Just curious...

How many spots are there?

- 30. - Oh! For how many applicants?

3,612.

Those were last year's numbers.

- Hi. I'm Lauren Cooper. - Oh! Hello.

I know you'll be meeting hundreds of students today,

and I want to be the one you'll remember.

Here's my card. It lists a smidge of who I am.

Sophomore class president, ballroom dancing champion,

- social chair. - "Friend to the elderly"?

I go every Sunday.

They're helping me as much as I'm helping them.

Mother !

- Lauren, let me explain. - Is this some sort of joke?

After you guys outed me,

they wanted to send me to another school,

so I requested a transfer.

I don't want to lie to people for a living.

Big whoop, what do you want, a Nobel Peace Prize?

Why the hell are you here?

The chief's not happy about my decision,

so he transferred me to Hester.

you, narc.

'Sup, Brad?

Look, I know you're not ready to forgive me yet,

but maybe this'll give me a chance to make things right.

I want you back.

The fact that you even think you have a chance

shows you have no clue how deeply you hurt me.

Just stay the hell away!

Hey, buddy. Quick question.

What are you doing this summer?

- Jackson? Why are you... - Here?

Just swinging through with an answer to that question.

- Pow! - "Southwest Artist Collective"?

Yeah, I run it with a bunch of artist friends of mine.

But I gotta warn ya... we got no idea what we're doing.

But we still got an eye for talent.

Every student we've hosted

has been accepted to the art school of their choice.

And I think you'd be a shoo-in.

But, uh, but why me? I mean,

you didn't really like my piece,

and I already rejected you once.

Well, let's just say you remind me

a lot of myself when I was your age.

Except with far superior skin.

- - So, what do you say?

I really wish I could, but I can't.

Ouch. That's twice, Booker.

Third time's a charm.

Think about it.

Um... care to explain?

That's Jackson Lee, the artist

who offered me that fellowship.

Now wants me to apply to his summer program.

Well, looks like someone found himself a sugar daddy!

Oh, my God.

Shane, Shane, I think he might be my dad!

Okay. Extracurricular activities.

We were Homecoming Queens.

Yeah. That'll really wow 'em.

At least you have straight As.

I got a B- in Yarn Arts.