The Way We Were

The Way We Sign

Marcy was at her locker when a group of freshmen walked up to her giggling. She raised a brow.

A redhead was elected to speak. "You're Marceline Anne Chang."

"Yep."

"You've had the perfect high school career!"

Marcy was totally bemused. "What?"

"You were freshman, JV and senior head cheerleader and star of the lacrosse and soccer teams then Homecoming Queen three years straight then glee Nationals championship winner twice in a row, lacrosse and soccer senior captain and assistant coach for three years straight, you've won every dance title this year, which is a McKinley first, you led the drill and flag teams as well as the whole 'RO squad, you wrote the most popular pieces in the school paper, you ran art club and writing club and then glee club and was treasurer of the BSU and then established the book club and cooking club and had a 4.0 for four years and you did it all while being a wife and mother and model! Eek! You're my idol!"

Hearing all that just made Marcy tired. "Thanks."

"Can we get your autograph?" She held out the new edition of the yearbook, where Marcy had been prominently featured.

Marcy took the pen and signed.

"Us too?!" The other three girls held up their books.

Marcy signed all three. "Well this has been... informative but I have to finish cleaning out my locker."

"Are you throwing that out?" The blonde asked.

Marcy looked at the apple she'd been eating and was sitting on a napkin on top of her books. "Um... not really. I guess I could recycle it though..."

"Can I have it?" The girl beseeched.

"You want my apple?"

"Uh huh!"

Disturbed, Marcy gave her the napkin.

The girl squealed loudly as her friends argued over who got to hold it.

Marcy watched as they walked off down the hall then turned green when the blonde took a lick off a bite mark. Oh my glob, I'm going to throw up!

Artie wheeled up to her. "Hey, BT. You done with your locker?"

Marcy turned to face him with wide eyes. "You will never believe what the fuck just happened."