The Way We Were

The Way We Host

"Alright, listen up you lumps of stupid clay!" Sue yelled. "Captains are as follows! Varsity Cher Owens! Junior Varsity Quinn Fabray! Freshman Marceline Anne Chang!"

Anna took Marcy's hands and jumped on her toes. "You did it!"

Quinn, Mercedes, Santana, Brittany and their friend, Felicity Amber, a fellow sophomore and JV squad member raced over. "You did it!"

Marcy smiled. "Yeah."

"Aren't you excited?" Felicity asked.

Marcy shrugged. "I guess."

"You know what that means." Anna elbowed her. "You have to host the sleepover."

The tradition was that the captains invited a select six to ten girls (or boys) over for a sleepover to cement their new captain status.

"It's been three weeks. I don't know any of these girls." Marcy lifted her hands.

"Pick how many girls you want to invite then we'll help you choose which ones to pick." Mercedes suggested.

"Um... seven?" Marcy lifted her shoulders again.

"That's a good number." Quinn nodded. "Obviously Anna is number one."

Anna squealed.

"Karen Beecher." Mercedes nodded towards the (mostly) African-American freshman.

"Daisy Fuentes." Brittany pointed to the Hispanic girl.

"You know if you don't invite that Eliza Parker, it'll be a problem." Santana sucked her teeth.

"I don't like her." Marcy said.

"I know, Marce but it's politics." Quinn soothed. "Invite Mari Grayson. She's nice and will help you keep your cool."

"I wish I could just invite you guys."

"Hey, I have to invite Sophie Parker when I have mine."

"Yeah but Sophie's nice. Eliza's as nice as a bur in your boot."

"Truer words have never been spoken." Mercedes rolled her eyes. "And you know she's just been itching to get her hands on Mal."

"Does she have to come?" Marcy didn't like this already.

"Yes. And so does her best friend, Cammi." Quinn pointed the bottle blonde out.

"Invite Carly Simpson." Felicity pointed the redhead out. "She's fun and can take the heat off of you and Eliza and Cammi."

"That's all seven." Santana shrugged. "The real problem is how they're going to take your secret."

"Secret?" Felicity and Anna echoed.

"Are you telling people? You know it's going to be hard on you guys whenever you do." Mercedes rubbed her sister's arm.

"I guess I can tell them. It's not really a secret but I don't want it to define me." Marcy sighed. "You can tell Felicity somewhere private. I'll call you tonight, Anna."

Felicity and Anna looked at each other and nodded. "Okay."

"Where are you going now?" Mercedes asked.

"I have a paper meeting soon." Marcy lifted a careless shoulder.

"I'm surprised you're writing for the school paper." Quinn admitted. "Seems a little beneath your pay grade."

Marcy shrugged. "I already met someone. His name is Ross Pikes and he's amazing. Wicked cool."

"As long as you're making friends." Mercedes turned her around. "Just wait. You're going to be the most popular girl in the whole school in a minute."