Grettings! So Finally, here's the first chapter to In One Condition sequel.
I wrote this one a bit different from the Prequel. No specific POV's that divides the chapters. I hope it won't be confusing but feel free to tell me if it does, okay? :)
Disclaimer: I don't own GLEE, the characters or everything included in this story.
All mistakes are mine..:)
Here it goes. Enjoy. ^_^
"Of course, that's how life is.
A turn of events may seem very small at the time it's happening,
but you never really know, do you? How can you?"
- Tom Xavier
" You've got to be kidding me." Santana can't believe what her eyes are seeing. There she was, sitting on the far side corner of Starbucks, with eyes wide open trying to figure out if she's really seeing the blonde or it's just her eyes playing tricks on her.
"What is it San? Who are you looking at?" Rachel followed the direction she's looking. Intrigue of the sudden change on the Latina's reaction and who captured Santana's interest.
"Just a sec." Rachel's eyebrow raised and wondered who could be that woman.
Santana stood up immediately and sorted first her rumpled shirt before walking toward the direction of the woman. Rachel never saw her before but judging on how Santana looked so surprise, she must be someone she never thought she would see, ever again.
'Maybe it's not really her. It's been a year already. That can't be her, impossible.' Santana thought to herself. Her hair is different; it has curls, longer and darker. Santana perfectly remembered her hair to be light blonde and not beeline honey. She looks nothing like the last time they saw each other.
It was not long before the blonde has been aware of the pair of eyes that are focused solely on her. Ignoring the questioning looks that her friend throws at her.
"Well, well, well. Look who finally found me." The blonde shook her head with a huge smile on her face, mirroring Santana's surprised expression. She stood up to get a better view of the Latina.
"I knew it was you!" Santana exclaimed happily. She stooped quickly to embrace her which surprised both of the women.
"Hello to you, too." She quickly regains her composure when Santana let go of her. "By the way Santana, this is my best friend Trish." Elle introduced the red hair woman to her.
Santana extended her hand which the other girl gladly accepts. "Hi, nice to meet you." She gave her a sweet smile.
"Same. Actually, I'm ecstatic to finally put a face to 'the' Santana tha-" Trish was cut off by now a blushing Elle. Something never changes; seriously this woman has this rude habit of cutting people's statements in mid sentences.
"Whoa, Trish! Aren't you late for class?" Elle gave her a get-the-hell-out-of-here look. Trish just shook her head grinning.
Santana knew what was going on. She's happy that Elle talked about her.
When Elle saw Santana's grin, she rolled her eyes at her and smiles. Redness still visible on her face.
"Okay, okay. I get it." Trish laughs then held her hands up in complete surrender. "It's really nice meeting you Santana." She stood up.
"Same." Then they both watch Trish went out the coffee place. When she's out of sight, Santana turned her head back to Elle then sits across her. "You're here. How long?"
Before Elle could answer, another brunette was standing beside the table, with a very confused look on her face and an annoyed look towards Santana.
"Hi, excuse my rudeness but my friend here totally forgot that she's here with someone and it would be okay for me to wait for her to finally remember that I was waiting for her to come back, it's just I have a rehearsal in twenty . And also I can't help but notice, you're face looks familiar. I am Ra-"
"Rachel Berry, Broadway Princess, NYADA's finest grad with two Tony awards in a row." Elle confidently said which rendered the two brunettes speechless. "It's nice to meet you." She extends her hand to Rachel as she accepts it. Her eyebrow rose looking at Santana.
Santana rolled her eyes. 'Here we go..' Berry has this habit of telling her life story when someone recognizes her. It's freaking annoying to hear everytime.
"Wow, I'm really flattered that you recognized me, although I'm really not that famous, yet. But when I star-" Santana growls, she can't believe Elle is intently listening to her.
"Midget! Stop bombarding Elle with your life story!" Santana expected her to snap back but instead she heard her squeal as she pushes over Santana for her to sit. Her eyes and jaws wide open.
" .Gosh! You're her! You're Elle!" Great! She thinks she'll prefer Trish's reaction than this. Trust Berry to be not overly dramatic all the time.
It's now Santana's time to blush and Elle's time to smirk.
"Elizabeth. That's my real name." Santana and Elle stared at each other as if they are memorizing each other's faces, forgetting that they are inside Starbucks and that Rachel is with them.
Rachel cleared her throat to get the attention of the two. They both blushed which she thought was really cute.
It's the first time Rachel saw Santana like this after what happened a year ago. Yes, it's been more than a year already. She saw Santana's worst six months of her life and with all the help Kurt and I could get, we're able to help Santana snap out of it.
Emotional wreck, that's what Kurt called her. During those six months, she didn't bring women home every night, she won't spend her nights at clubs drinking until stupor and she won't insult is (which was more than okay for us but still, it feels weird and different).
She just lie there in her bed like she was dead, no social life, just her and a bottle of jack to help her through the day.
Until on the seventh month, Kurt and I decided to call Brittany for help. Although she was very busy with her work managing her own dance studio, without questions asked she flies from Europe to see Santana.
They spent almost the whole day inside Santana's room while Kurt and I were waiting in the living room, dying to know what is happening inside. We heard some shouting (all from Santana), then there's some things being thrown at the wall, loud sobs then just pure silence.
It's past nine in the evening, when Santana and Britt went out of the room. Santana looks awful but I was glad to see something in her face, calmness. She walks up to me and hugged me tight. I just let her cry then she hugged Kurt next.
We didn't have the old Santana back right away but that was a good start. Britt's presence did her good; she would now talk to us and even show slight annoyance towards me and Kurt. She took it one step at a time, until she became better and her old bitch self (which surprisingly, we missed).
"Earth to Midget?!" Santana is now waiving her hands in front of me.
"Sorry, I spaced out." Rachel apologized to Elle which only gave her a smile.
"Obviously." Santana rolled her eyes then focus her attention back to Elle. Rachel tried to catch up with their conversation.
Rachel learned that Elle just moved here in NY last week because of an offer to teach dance in a studio (oh! She's a dancer like Britt). She's a grad of Yale (hmm..okay, just like Quinn?) and doing photography as her past time. Elle continued to tell story about her life when again Rachel spaced out without being noticed by them.
She had a feeling she shouldn't like where this conversation is going. Every time Elle tells something about her, she feels like Britt and Quinn 2.0 is talking in front of her. She observes how Santana is listening carefully and appreciatively to what she says. .Gosh! Is this why she was so interested in her before, because it's like the best of both worlds for her?
"I would really, really love to chat more but I have a class to attend to." Elle said apologetically to us. There is a sudden sadness on Santana's eyes but eventually was gone when Elle handed her a card. "Call me, okay?" she sweetly said to Santana and gently place her hand on top of Santana's.
"Sure thing." Santana smiled back.
"Nice to see you, again." Elle said still smiling warmly then looks at Rachel. "And meet you."
"You too. See you around." Rachel answered.
When she's finally out of sight, I turned my head to see a goofy Santana looking at the card and typing the number on her phone. She wants to ask Santana about what she just realized but her manager is now calling her on her phone. This could wait till she gets home later.
"Letting go doesn't mean
that you don't care about someone anymore.
It's just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself."
- Deborah Reber
Santana feels very happy to see Elle again. She really felt a connection between them, like before, she can't put her fingers to it but when she's with her, her heart is at peace. This is a new feeling for her because you know Santana doesn't do feelings, right? It's not like she's in love with her or something.
After Berry left her at Starbucks, Santana decided to go back to the studio to practice her ballet piece for her next week's performance at NY City Ballet. It's her first lead performance and she's been pretty nervous about it. It'll be her make or break performance.
Santana was so focused on her dancing that she didn't noticed a pair of eyes had been watching her for a while. She almost trip when she looked at the doors direction through the huge mirror in front of her and see a blonde smiling at her.
"Hey." Elle softly said. Her back is rested on the door frame, just looking at Santana.
Santana shook her head smiling then went straight across the floor and get her towel. She's covered with sweat but it adds to her sex appeal (as her friends and co dancers says).
"Missed me already?" Santana jokes while she watches Elle to enter the room.
Elle let a soft laugh. "Now, don't be too cocky. I was visiting a friend when I saw you practicing here."
Santana could see how the blonde is checking her out. With her leotards, every curve of her body is visible. She wants to make fun of Elle for drooling but she didn't. She finds it cute on how her cheeks flushed when she cleared her throat to get Elle's attention.
"I..I gotta g-go. Umm..See you a-around?" she stutters while she tried to hide the redness on her face. Santana's grin got bigger realizing the effect she has on the blonde.
Elle quickly turn on her heel and walks towards the door when Santana catch up on her side.
"Hey, Blondie. How about I take your offer back when we're in that hotel room? Umm.. that's if you're..single?"
Elle was caught off guard with Santana asking her out on a date. I know she made her promised before but that was a year ago. She thought Santana could have forgotten about it or met someone new already.
"W..well it's okay i-if you're umm n..not intereste-" Santana stutters, trying not to sound too pushy but Elle interrupted her.
"I would love to go out on a date with you Santana." Santana felt like a big rock was lifted off her shoulders. "Just call me about the details okay?" Elle smile sweetly at her while running her hand up Santana's arm as she left the studio.
"Awesome." Santana whispered when Elle was out of her sight.
This is good right? Me moving on and trying to let other people in besides …her. I never went out on a date for a year because I don't want to rush myself. Britt made me realized that I have to love myself first. Six months of drowning into loneliness and self pity was not a good idea.
She let me scream it all out, throw anything on the wall that my hand catches then cry my eyes out until I was tired. It felt good after, knowing I have friends that truly cared and won't leave me even if I'm an 'emotional wreck' (Yeah, I heard him telling Berry) as Kurt calls me.
So asking Elle out is a big step in admitting that I moved on, right? Am I?
What do you think of the first chapter? Finally done with the complicated/angst from the Prequel. LOL
Don't hate me please? :) I want to build up Elle/Santana's 'relationship' first before putting Quinn into the picture. I can't wait to write the Quinttana scenes..Yey! :D
Thanks for reading..Review? ^_^