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HERE FOR THE PARTY

WHO: @candymotta & eli st. james WHERE: penthouse party WHEN: friday night, 4/16

Eli St. James was fuming on the inside. Who did her ex-girlfriend think she was publicly shaming her in a group chat for all to see? Eli always knew LJ was tactless, she just didn’t think she would still be acting so immature years after their relationship ended. Whatever. The weekend was finally here and Eli could finally blow off all the tension that had been building in her body by losing her wits about her and ending up underneath a stranger. Eli and Zoe did not frequent dive bars and tacky house parties these days. They’d become quite the high rollers and between the two of them, they had enough contacts to ensure they always ended up at a party worth talking about the next day. On this particular Friday, Eli found herself in a bougie penthouse that allegedly belonged to some up and coming DJ duo. She didn’t know who they were, nor did she care, all she cared about was the liquor being poured directly into her mouth and the coke being offered to her underneath some girl’s acrylic pinky nail. By the time midnight rolled around, Eli was very much fucked up. She was posted up on a leather couch, disinterestedly dodging the advances of some drunk guy that refused to to take the hint, when she spotted a familiar face. This was her exit plan. “Candy!” Eli shouted, shoving the guy away from her and reaching forward to grab the girl’s hand, “what are you doing here? Is Ivy with you?” With that, Eli pulled herself off the couch and clung to Candy’s arm as she ditched the loser behind her. “Walk,” she demanded, eyeing Candy and pulling her into the crowd, “sorry, I needed to get away from that guy. He was a fucking creep and wouldn’t shut the fuck up.” Once the coast was clear, she let out a sigh and picked up a random drink off a table. “But seriously,” she started, glancing at Candy curiously now with glassy eyes, “what are you doing here? How’d you find out about this party?”

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VOCAL VALENTINE

TO: THEO FROM: ZOE MESSAGE: to the love of my life. thanks for making everyday feel like valentine’s day.

Performing a number in the cafeteria was like social suicide, but Candy and Dylan had made their way towards it with some of the kids from the band behind them. As they walked in, it wasn’t hard to set eyes on Theo, so they quickly made their way towards him and Candy reached up to pat him on the shoulder. Seeing him turn around, Candy gave him a smile as she shrugged her shoulders. “Time for your Vocal Valentine, TT! And it’s pretty obvious who it’s from.” Candy said as she looked at Dylan so she could add the message.

“Zoe wrote,” Dylan started, glancing dowm at the quarterback before shifting her gaze back down to the tiny piece of paper in her hand, “to the love of my life. Thanks for making everyday feel like valentine’s day.” After eliciting a small ‘aw,’ Dylan looked at Candy to signal that she was ready.

“Hit it!” Candy screamed to the band geeks that had followed them to the cafeteria and within seconds, it seemed like all of the people in the cafeteria had their eyes glued to them. It wasn’t every day that two girls from glee club started singing in there, but it seemed like people were enjoying it. As Candy started singing the first verse, she made her way around the cafeteria, even climbing on top of the tables, before she pointed at Dylan so she could keep singing.

Dylan took over at the start of the first chorus, singing in perfect harmony with Candy and the girls they’d brought from the dance team as back-up. The performance went off without a hitch, the girls all dancing around gleefully as they sang the romantic tune.

It was the best performance that cafeteria had ever witnessed. Once they were done singing, everyone had seemed to have enjoyed it, some people had even started clapping, which was a surprise. “Happy Valentine’s Day, bitches!” Candy squealed, as she looked over at Theo and gave Dylan sort of a side hug, who said “see you all on Sunday at Candy Land!”

Theo was seated in his usual place at the jock table, scarfing down an entire rotisserie chicken, when he heard the familiar sound of Candy Motta’s voice marching towards him. He put down his drumstick and looked up at her and Dylan, confusedly at first, but then he quickly realized what was going on. Wiping his hands, Theo turned in his seat and gave them his undivided attention, smiling widely as his teammates gently teased him for receiving a vocal valentine.

“Yo, shut the fuck up,” he said to the guys that were hooting and awing for way too long, and then he nodded to the girls to start. As they began singing and dancing on tables, Theo pulled out his phone to record some of the performance on snapchat. He immediately sent the snap to Zoe with the message: love u baby. thank u.

At the end of the performance, Theo and the rest of the student body in the cafeteria cheered and clapped. “Thank you guys,” he said politely, rising to his feet to give them both hugs before they exited the premises. Everybody liked to shit on the glee club, but no one complained when they provided free (or $5) entertainment.

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HE SAID SHE SAID

WHO: @candymotta & ruby zizes WHERE: wmhs cafeteria WHEN: monday, 1/11

Lunch was no doubt Ruby’s favorite part of the day. During the week, she always looked forward to those thirty minutes of energizing, uninterrupted social interaction. Now that Ruby was back on the cheerios, gone was the stress of having to figure out where to sit and who to sit with. The uniform gave her permission to sit wherever she wanted and come out unscathed. The gag was that now that she was back in her polyester armor, she found herself wanting to sit with the glee club kids over the cheerios. Weird, but that was something she could unpack later in the quiet of her bedroom. Once Ruby entered the caf and her eyes settled on none other than Candy Motta, she beelined it straight to her, ignoring the calls of a few JV girls beckoning her over. “Yo girl,” Ruby said with a wide smile as she plopped down across from her friend and crossed her arms over the table, “we have like…a lot to discuss.” Ruby took one sip of her Sue Sylvester Master Cleanse drink before bracing herself to fully dive into and unpack the drama that had unfolded over the weekend. “First of all…thoughts on the new kids? Have you talked to them yet?” Ru asked, eager to get Candy’s take on everything, “also, did you like…notice how evil Icy St. James looked at her party?” Yes, Icy. “I cannot believe how much of a coldhearted snake she is now. It would honestly be impressive if it wasn’t like…” Ruby lowered her voice as her gaze flickered to a very downtrodden Julien Schuester sitting at the end of the table, “kinda sad.”

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IT’S NOT RIGHT, BUT IT’S OKAY

WHO: @candymotta & margot stanley WHERE: the motta mansion WHEN: saturday, 2/6, evening

Margot Stanley did not frequent parties. She’d never smoked weed, she’d never been drunk, and she’d never broken her curfew. Some people could liken that to her being a ‘square,’ but truth be told, Margot was just disciplined. What good would being an alcoholic teenage burn out do her? None. Exactly. So, she steered clear from those types of situations and kept her eyes on the prize—her future. However, after placing second at regionals and hearing about Candy Motta’s post-regionals party, she knew she had to make an appearance. The Canaries’ loss at regionals had done a huge blow to Margot’s ego. It was humiliating enough that they’d lost, but to lose to the New Directions of all groups? Sure, had it been Vocal Adrenaline, she would’ve understood on some level...but McKinley High? With their knock off girl group that couldn’t even exist independently because of a lack of funds? It was embarrassing. Horrifying, even. But she had a part to play now and she was a great actress. If her and Gigi were going to overthrow Aubrey and become the new Canaries captains, it was in her best interest to somewhat befriend the captain of the Troubletones. So, at 9pm on the dot, Margot parked her car in front of Candy’s mansion and entered the extravagant home. She was clearly the first to arrive, which was part of her plan. “Candy,” she greeted, fake smile plastered on her face once the girl came down her stairs to the foyer, “I’m Margot. I go to Crawford Country Day.” She extended her hand out for a firm handshake. “Your home is so beautiful...and your rendition of ‘Heaven Is A Place On Earth’ today was inspired. Congratulations on your win. You deserved it.” Such a lie, but she kept up the act. “I’d love to hear all about your plans for nationals, if you have the time!”