The Way We Were

The Way We Book Club

Mercedes set down her platter. "I'm so glad we're doing this!"

"I'm glad we found the time." Quinn set down her own.

"I just wanna drink." Marcy grunted as she set her own platter down.

"You can drink alone. This is book club." Mercedes clapped her hands together.

"And I wanna talk about this book, too. Like who picked it out and can I fight them?"

Quinn laughed. "Marcy, stop. Daisy picked it out."

"That trick can't pick nothing else out!"

Mercedes erupted into giggles as the doorbell rang. She walked to the door and opened it. "She's your friend!"

"With poor taste!"

Mercedes shook her head. "Hey, Tana. Mari."

"What's up, Aretha?" Santana greeted.

"Hi, Mercy." Mari waved.

"Come on in." Since both girls lived in the neighborhood, they both walked over with their dishes. Mercedes pointed to the living room. "I see more people pulling up."

Mari and Santana walked inside and went into the living room to greet Marcy and Quinn.

Mercedes waved to Felicity, Karen and Daisy. "Hey, guys!"

"Hi!" They waved gingerly with their arms full.

"Come on in." Mercedes stood to the side to allow them in. "We're in the living room."

"Okay." They headed that way.

Brittany, Carly, Anna, Tina and a few other girls showed up. "Hi!"

"Hey." Mercedes pointed to the living room. "We're in here."

They nodded and went that way as Mercedes shut the door then followed.

The girls were taking off their winter gear and uncovering their snacks. They wanted it to be like a pot luck or cookie swap, where each girl made an appetizer to share.

Mercedes poured each girl a glass of wine then sat down where her book was. "Okay, now that we're all here, we can talk about the book!"

"Let me go first." Marcy said. "You got horrific taste, D."

Daisy gasped before giggling. "Why?!"

"This chick is mental! How are you going to blame someone else for something that happened to you? Especially something you're not even 100% sure happened to you! "It's the only thing that made sense." De loca! You know what else makes sense?! Asking questions!"

Daisy fell out laughing. "My mom liked it."

"Your mom punked you."

Mercedes bumped her arm. "Stop it! The book had other great points."

"Like the smart little girl that only seems half smart and half bad?" Marcy raised a brow.

"You were smart and bad." Quinn quirked a brow, too.

"There was no direct correlation between the two."

"I think I have to agree with Marcy on that one." Karen said. "She didn't show any real proof that Hollie was smart. Just that she had a real attitude problem and that her mother didn't know how to handle her. So she knew the difference between clouds? That's only one thing. Yeah, Belinda tells that she knows different things but they don't show us."

"She was just overwhelmed by her." Mari pouted. "She didn't know how to raise a smart daughter."

"Like you raise any other daughter!" Marcy snapped. "Having above average intelligence doesn't make you non human!"