A/N - This chapter is more of an intro of sorts - how she came about the situation she is now in. A bit of history to allow the story to proceed.
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Rachel brushed away the crumbs from her skirt, she had eaten her breakfast in the car this morning on her way to work. Of all morning she had to sleep in, today was the only day she couldn't afford that luxury. Today was her first day of her new job, a job she had no idea how she lucked into. She had moved to L.A a month ago, she had one of those life altering moments - on the brink of marrying the wrong man, she had loved him that she knew to be true, but there was that little part of her that knew there was more than the life she was signing up for. She had ended her relationship with Jesse, he hadn't seen it coming and it was the singlemost hardest thing she had ever had to do in her life, saying goodbye to someone she loved, but was no longer in love with.
She had tried to remain in Iowa, but while she lived in a small town her entire life, she was never a small town girl, she had her sights elsewhere. She had contemplated moving to New York, there was always something about that city - the concrete jungle where dreams were made of. She had perused the rentals and that dream died pretty quickly, she wasn't made of money and having to give up her job and use all her savings, she had to be practical about where she could afford to live. She had been talking to her best friend one night, who wasn't to thrilled at the prospect of losing her, but had instead suggested a move to Los Angles. She had instantly turned her nose up at L.A. however after looking into the city a little further, it seemed it was indeed a city that had something to offer her. So she simply packed up her life, bringing with her the neccesities and the rest of her belongings were moved into storage at her parents place.
She had moved into a little one bedroom apartment, it was nothing flashy but it served it's purpose which was somewhere for her to sleep and was secure enough to know that her safety wasn't in jeopardy. Once she had moved in, it was time to dive straight into the search for a job, she had left her well paying job behind in a retail store in Iowa and her saving were good enough for a few months, but she wasn't one to wait and let the situation become dire. She had exhausted most of her options after her first week there, she had visited almost every major retailer, and still hadn't received a call back. She had known the economy wasn't in the best shape, but she hadn't expected it to be as difficult as it was to come upon a job.
She had began taking her neighbours dog for a walk during the day, it was the only way to ensure she didn't go crazy, sitting around her apartment and it served little Maximus the poodle well too. They had bonded over their walks, her favorite part of the day was when she walked past the Universal Studios gate and she said hello to old Pete the security guard. Maximus and Pete had become fond of their little pit stops - Rachel always made sure they got their little hello's in, she was kind of sad to say that Maximus and Pete were her two friends in LA thus far. Pete would always ask if she had found a job yet, she had always joked that she was waiting for his job for when he eventually retired. Yesterday she had made her routine stop and was having a chat to Pete, relaying her fears that if she didn't get a job soon she would have to go back home within a few months, he had been inspecting the owner of the large black jeeps security clearance when a voice from the car who had been overhearing their conversation enquired into who was needing a job. Pete had obviously known the person quite well and informed him or her particular situation as if she weren't even there. She had seen the driver hand over a card to Pete then drove into the lot.
Pete had handed her the card - Finn Hudson and a address written on the card - informing her she had a job waiting there for her if she was interested as a personal assistant.