Beverly Hills: Season 5

Season 5, Episode 17: I'm Gonna Show You

  Holland scoops up a spoonful of soggy cocoa puffs as he sits at the kitchen table of his condo. He's flipping through his biology textbook to attempt to retain some of the lesson from yesterday. He's also just trying to block out the laughter and grunts coming from the bathroom while the shower water runs. Dwight spent the night for the third time this week and Holland's morning routine usually contains him trying to ignore the fact that they're doing the nasty in the shower- as if he can't hear anything from the other side of the door. Holland hasn't made any effort to get to know Dwight whatsoever. He knows everything that he needs to and still doesn't like the dude.
   "You haven't left for school yet?" Ms. Taylor comes out of the bathroom, looking at her son in annoyance. She has a green towel wrapped around her head and a fuzzy robe is tied around her body.
   "Sorry to disappoint." Holland mumbles to himself as he continues to fish around for the cocoa puffs in his bowl. "Doesn't Dwight have his own house?"
   "Yes, Holland. He does." Ms. Taylor makes her way over to the fridge and snatches a bottle of beer. Holland glances at the digital clock on the microwave- 6:56. "He has his life together, he's going places."
   "Like where?" Holland blinks. "The liquor store for more alcohol?"
   Ms. Taylor pops open the beer and sets it on the counter for her boyfriend as he comes out of the bathroom. "You don't have a right to judge him. Besides, it's not like alcohol is illegal."
   "I don't like him, mom." Holland speaks loudly, glancing over at Dwight as he downs half the bottle.
   "Well you're a ball of sunshine, aren't you?" Dwight swallows his beer, glaring down at Holland. "What's your deal with me, kid?"
   "You're just not someone I enjoy being around." Holland replies honestly as he flips a page in his textbook. "But I guess you both have that in common, huh?"
   "Knock it off." Ms. Taylor hisses to him.
   "Yeah, knock it off." Dwight flips Holland's bowl of cereal over, the milk and cocoa puffs spilling over the pages of his book.
   "You asshole!" Holland gets up and shoves Dwight back.
   "Holland, stop!" Ms. Taylor gets between the boys as Dwight tries swinging back. She looks her son square in the face with a clenched jaw and nostrils flaring. "You are not going to drive this one away too."
   "Screw this." Holland closes his book and stuffs it into his bag. "I have to get to school."
   "Clean that mess up first." Ms. Taylor orders, pointing at the dripping milk that Dwight himself caused. "Have some respect."
   Holland forms a fist, glaring directly at Dwight. It's taking everything in his power not to just leap pass his mother to tackle this prick to the floor and bash his face in. Holland has dealt with enough of this guy already and if it weren't for his mother to be standing in the way, Dwight wouldn't be able to see.

   At The University of Southern California, Kai sits at an outside round table with Gabby across from him. The two of them have their own lattes in front of them with a few books and binders, the sun shining down onto them but not too hot to make them uncomfortable. Kai has his arms folded on the desk, staring off at the other tables around them. He watches them type on their lap tops or scribble down paragraphs in their notebooks and it gets him to thinking about how Lindsey completely kicked him out of her class. Just about everything makes him think about that whole incident. It wasn't his goal to get kicked out but he certainly doesn't regret sticking up for his work.
   "You two are THE cutest." Gabby is gushing about Kai's photos of him and Emlyn on his Instagram profile. "Gay couples have always been my fave."
   "Thanks?" Kai nearly guesses, unsure if he should even take that as a compliment.
   "No problem." Gabby waves her hand and then takes a sip from her latte. "Just as long as I get to play a part in the wedding."
   "When we get there." Kai chuckles, taking a drink from his own latte as he thinks about marrying Emlyn. He knows that will be the best day of his life. He thought that it was Aaron Gilmore to make him happy but now that he's been with Emlyn for quite a while, he knows that it's been him all along, just like it should've been this entire time.
   "Now that Lindsey kicked me out of her class, I have a free period." A guy at the table next to them says to his friend, adjusting the fedora on his head. "I never knew how long two hours was until I had to sit here, bored out of my mind."
   "Just hang out with me and the other students that were kicked out of her class." The girl sifts through her binder.
   Kai's bold eyebrows pull together as he looks at the people speaking. THEY were kicked out of Lindsey's class too? "I'm sorry to interrupt, but you both were kicked out of Lindsey Fliger's journalism class?"
   "My assignments were too long." The brunette nods her head.
   "I proved her wrong numerous times in one class period and she yelled at me and told me to leave." The guy rolls his eyes and then searches Kai's face. "Why?"
   "I got kicked out for submitting a piece to the school newspaper without her permission." Kai answers honestly, scratching the back of his neck.
   "Oh, so did Susan Hatcher." The brunette points a manicured nail at him. "She's another one of many that have been kicked out of Lindsey's class."
   Kai thinks further about all these students being kicked out of the class. He bites the inside of his cheek, remembering how he ran The Insider his senior year at Seaview. Everything he was learning about in Lindsey's class can easily be taught by him. He straightens up. "Where do all of these Lindsey rejects meet up?"