Chapter 1: Really?
Santana P.O.V.
I was interviewing people for a job today; it was boring. I talked to them, and none of the candidates were good so far; there was only one more left to interview. The door opened and in walked, wait what, Finn Hudson! Finn Flipping Hudson! He walked over to my desk, put out his hand, and said, "Finn Hud- wait, Santana Lopez! Oh my gosh, how long has it been?"
"Too long, Finnocence, too long." I answered, "Since high school, I think."
"Wow, if I get this job, you'll be my, um, boss?" Finn laughed.
"Yes, I will, and you better interview well, because no one else did." I drawled.
Surprisingly, the interview went really, really well; he dumped Rachel when she ran off to New York, and he actually made it through law school at Ohio State University. He will now be employed at my law firm, Lopez and Co. Yes, I'm a very successful lawyer graduated from UCLA. Now I live in a spacious, high- rise apartment/ penthouse in Boston. I had to get out of Lima. Finn surprised me with his interview, and he then proceeded to ask me to lunch. I accepted his offer, and got my jacket to leave.
He brought me to this little café called, The Rooster Café and Grill. It was a nice, little place with good food. I got a chicken salad with Greek dressing, and Finn got a Portobello burger. "So Finn, how did you end up in Boston?" I asked him.
"Well, I wanted to go somewhere that I had never been; so I went to Boston to find a job." He answered, "How'd you end up here?"
"I followed a boy here, Ricky." I responded.
"Oh, you have a boyfriend?" Finn's face fell.
"No, no, I broke up with him seven months ago. He was a big jerk, but I just stayed here because I had a firm and everything." I answered, smiling at Finn. I thought it was cute how he got upset that I had a boyfriend.
"Oh, okay," Finn smiled, "do you live nearby, I could drop you off?"
"I live about ten blocks from here, I can walk." I said.
"No, I insist, I can drop you off." Finn told me.
"If you say so. Let's go." I grabbed his arm after he had paid, to my arguing that he didn't have to pay, and he brought me to his car. His car was pretty nice, but not as nice as my Cadillac.
"Hey Finn, by the way, you start tomorrow." I said.
"What?"
"You start work at my firm tomorrow morning." I told him. He thanked me and drove to my home.
"I'll walk you up to your apartment; I don't want you to get kidnapped." He said when he was about to drop me off.
"If you want to." I said.
"Cool!" Finn answered.
He walked me up to my apartment and he said, "I will only come into work tomorrow if you will accompany me to get coffee tomorrow morning; I live at the building across the street, I can pick you up."
"Fine, as long as you come in to work!" I laughed, knowing what he was trying to do.
In the morning I walked down to the lobby to wait for Finn. When I saw his BMW I walked out to him. "Hey." I greeted him.
"Hey!" Finn responded. "I was thinking we could just go to the Starbuck's near our work building. But only if it's okay with you."
"That's fine. I'm buying, by the way." I told him.
"No way, the man always pays! I will never, ever let you pay!" Finn laughed.
We got to Starbuck's and started enjoying our coffee, Finn paid. When we were finished, after some small talk and jokes, Finn said, "Well, I have to bring you to dinner tonight, too."
"Finn, you have to stop trying to pay for everything I do!" I laughed.
"Well, I am bringing you to dinner." He said matter- of- factly.