le author's post it note: there are lots of great ideas out there on how Heather and Naya would have met if it wasn't for glee, well, here's mine ;)
"Hi there! Welcome to the Double Chang's café, how may I help you?" Tina piped up to a stolid, serious looking suited man. Then man built frame was a bit slouch, showing that he was indeed in need of a cup of very strong black wide awake coffee. Heather gazed admiring at the Asian girl next to her, this girl had more enthusiasm than Glee's Brittany and Rachael combine. Like look at that man? He was obviously having a rough day, or rather, rough morning, or he was just born to look that way. Well maybe not. The man's face lightened up a bit upon hearing Tina's enthusiastic greetings. Heather knew she could never be as tweety as Tina, and that was why she'd chosen to be the one who made coffee when she applied for a job here, kinda like a back office staff, in a coffee house. How did she end up right here? Well… as a famous dancer wanna be, Heather had decided to get off of her parent's wings and started to find a place in the world by her own in LA. She'd taken a couple of classes here and there, not like she needed them anyways. She was talented and ridiculously skilled and plus, she was hot. She had even gone to a national dance competition So You Think You Can Dance once, but she only made it to the top 20. And now, she kinda didn't have any work to do, so Heather decided to find a backup job, in cast she ever got starved.
The shop's atmosphere in this early stage of the day was intoxicating, filled up with black bean aroma and honey sweetness, you could literally test sweetness in the air. Seeing as Matt had had the orders prepared, heather didn't want to interrupt him. Matt was the kind of person who would eat you if you as much as to disturb him during his concentration, and making coffee was like a second nature to him, so heather knew to better stay away until he called her. With nothing to do, Heather decided to continue scanning through the lines of costumers, this café was not bad, and in fact it was great! It had costumers already lined up for fresh made yummy coffee just at 6 in the morning, and they usually only dispersed only after 11 or so. The previous suited man, who was sipping his jet black strong morning coffee. The liquid seemed to have brought the man alive from the first sip. He smiled, and heather couldn't help but follow suit. After the man's departure, a kind looking old lady made her way to the counter. This senior citizen was always here, six o'clock sharp, ordered the same coffee every morning. Then something caught Heather's eyes, in the flock of angry looking suited men and heartwarming gentle looking senior, she saw a teenager, an Asian teenager to be exact with long inky wave cascading just above her waist. The girl was wearing a bright red hoodie and tiny short shorts, with a pair of matching striking red sneakers, bobbing her head up and down with the beat from her milk colored headphones. Closing her eyes, not caring the world around her, such a typical teenager. Wait… What time is it now? Like 6? What was this girl doing here anyways? Weren't she supposed to like in bed or something? Then another interesting thing caught her eyes, the girl who was three or four people behind the teenager, she had her head all covered in a grayish winter cap, and this was summer for god's sake, she even wore a big off-white jacket plus a pair of big black sunglasses! Under the intense glare of Heather, the girl seemed to be squirming. Heather wasn't sure if she'd caught her eyes though; her face was almost completely covered by those massive shades glasses, making it impossible to see the girl's expression. Heather continued to stare at the girl, she squinted her eyes, like Tina when she was serious.
"Enough of the observing girl! Come here and give me a hand!" Matt bawled from the inside of their little kitchen. Yeah he was right. Enough of the staring, let's get down to business.
"Oh my lord! I can't believe they actually end the show like that? I mean, girl, that is the worst cliffhanger like, ever!" Heather yelled at her roommate, Ashley, who was lying not far away from her, only inches to be exact. They were snuggling on their sweet lil love bird couch, having their typical gleek night in.
"I know right! Leaving Kurt high and dry in Lima? He is like the best man… emmm, gay ever in the show!" Ashley screamed, directly into heather's right ear. She could hear buzzing sound from the poor thing, either because she felt so pissed about the finale, or she was taking revenge, possibly both. Heather winced at the ultra sound and the buzzing in her ear; this girl got some serious vocal cord. Having decided to not back down this time, Heather yelled back, maximized her voice, "yeah! Leaving Brittany there while Santana goes out to the real world? These girls are like the ideal couple of the world, no, scratch that, they are the ideal couple of the universe!" True. She was a Brittana shipper, mostly because she was obsessed with Naya, the Latina that played the sassy lesbian cheerleader in glee, who got the best smile, like ever. Heather even wrote a few fanficiton about her, but don't ask her, she'd never admit that out loud. Ashley didn't reply, she just kept on humming the theme song of glee endings matching the one which was currently playing on the screen, and having her hands wandering under that cozy blanket of theirs.
A smirk formed itself on heather's face, enjoying her moment of triumph, until Ashley decided to open her mouth again, but without the extra volume this time. "I hope they do another tour though. Heather! Why don't you go to my computer, and check whether they are going to have any tour or not?"
"Well okay! Seeing as you are quite busy getting yourself off!" heather teased,
"Ewww gross!" Ashley shouted back, with a disgusted looks on her face. What kind of girl disgusted by her getting herself off? Well Ashley kinda girl
Holding her tongue out toward her friend, Heather made her way to the desk at the furthest corner of their living room. She isn't that sharp at computers and stuff and that made she wondered why the hell did Ashley ask her to check the thing. Last time she tried, well let's just say it wasn't a pretty sight.
"Just for your information, I am looking for the remote, and apparently, it has decided to play hide and seek with me again." the shorter girl cried from the couch, as if heather was 10 miles away from her.
"Oh well… what website should I log in anyways? You know for the tour information."
"Just open it! I think I checked it before, just look for glee tab on the taskbar. Yeah! Found cha! You lil bastard!" Heather could hear a roar of laughter from Ashley. She then returned her attention to the task at hand. As she woke the computer up by opening its lid, the current background wallpaper popped up, making her giggle. It was her and Ashley's guilty pleasure, the glee cast's derp face. Heather wonders though, how could Naya look that pretty even with a derp face? Well it only proved that perfection existed. Heather returned her gaze at the taskbar; the taskbar is on the right side of the wallpaper, well Ashley likes it that way. She found the glee task bar in no time. Click. Then she froze.
It said; a message from Naya Rivera.
whahahhaha i just have to leave you guys here;P
and that red tshirt teenager? well she might or might not have been me ;) just sayin