The Way We Were

The Way We Announce

Tina held her breath as Sue stared her down. "Don't waste my time, maggot!"

Tina looked at Marcy beside her. The new blonde nodded once and turned on the music. It was go time.

As Tina went through the moves, she began feeling confident. This was something she could do. She could dance and do it damned well.

When the routine finished, she jumped up and down and hugged Marcy. She did it!

Marcy unwrapped her arms from around her and smiled. "You still have to see what she says."

"Oh!" Tina blushed and stopped moving.

Sue eyed them. "What's your name?"

"Tina Cohen-Chang." Tina stated proudly.

"Ah! You're part of the Chang gang."

"Just because we have the same last name doesn't mean we're related." Marcy snarked.

"I'm not talking to you, Patti. What do your friends call you?" That last part was directed at Tina.

"T-Tina. Or T. Marcy c-calls me Korean Fruit." Tina stammered.

"Korean Fruit. I like that." Sue nodded. "That's your new name. I have renamed you because you are now mine. I am your ruler."

"Ignore this." Marcy whispered.

Sue went on a long rant about how Tina now had to listen to her.

Tina couldn't help but check out. She was startled when Marcy elbowed her gently. She paid attention again. Sue was winding down.

"Patti can help get you outfitted. Now get out of my sight!"

Tina jumped and ran into a stalemated Marcy. "S-sorry!"

Marcy smirked. "Come on. Kurt has to try out."

The girls walked to the locker room and made sure it was empty.

Marcy took her to where the uniforms were stored. "What size are you?"

"Four." Tina looked over the rack.

"Ugh! I hate you. I'm a twelve."

"But you're..." Tina blushed.

"I know I'm fat." Marcy sighed as she picked Tina out two uniforms, a pair of bottoms and a long sleeve sweatshirt.

"You're n-not fat!"

Marcy blinked. Where did all that aggression come from? "Okay."

"I just h-hate w-when girls think they're fat or th-that it's a b-bad thing if they are! My mom isn't skinny b-but she's the best mom in the world!"

Marcy nodded. "You've seen my mom. She's curvy, too. Mercy and I got her figure. Plus the women in her family are bottom heavy while the women in my dad's family are top heavy."

"You g-got the b-best of b-both worlds." Tina teased.

Marcy blushed. "I developed early. That was hell."

"I got my b-boobs two years ago."

"I was eight."

Tina's face cracked. "Ouch!"

"I don't know who was worse. Guys or chicks."

"I'm s-sorry." Tina put her hand on her shoulder.

"I'm okay now. Mal likes it so that's all that matters." Marcy handed the clothes to Tina. She walked to a box and started taking out hair ties and scrunchies. "Here."