CHAPTER 1

"Berry! Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep! You're not alone in this apartment you know." Santana yelled from her room. For what felt like the 45th time, Santana was once again woken up by 'Gay Berry's Voice'.

Awoken from yet again another dream with the silky voice that only repeats 'Annie, Annie, Annie,'

Santana snapped back to reality as a high pitched voice stopped her train of thoughts. "Santana, please understand that I need to exercise my vocal chords for NYADA. Those songs won't sing themselves and I'm still not used to having a room mate." Rachel replied defensively, entering Santana's room.

'I knew staying with her was not a good idea.' The voice in her head said.

"Berry, It''s like 5 in the morning. So, keep it down! And seriously? I've been in New York for the past 2 weeks. You should be used to my presence by now."

"Yeah, but things have been a bit drastic lately, and I don't always get to spend time here. I've been rehearsing a lot and it's sucking my energy but thankfully Jesse's-" Santana cut her off with a groan before she could continue on how Jesse was her life saver for asking Tibeduex to let her in NYADA and how he is being a total gentleman.

"Please Rachel, let's not go to another one of your Jesse speeches. I already know that your 'again boyfriend' is an awesome guy, a gentleman and a perfect leading man." The obvious sarcasm in Santana's tone made Rachel frown. "but please let us not forget that he eggged you in the head dear!"

"Well, I realized that we both hurt each other. We both gave each other another chance San."

"Whatever, your life is none of my business anyway. Plus, if you ask me, Jesse is much more likeable then Frankenteen." Santana said. Rachel just went back to her own room and continued her vocal exercises. Santana buried her face back in her pillow before asking "When is Baby Gay coming in town? 'Cause I've haven't heard alot from Brittany since being here. It's so weird, she wouldn't pick her phone up or reply to my texts." She said with sadness in her voice.

"Kurt's admission to the fashion institute in NYU will be in a month and a half away, he's still in Ohio preparing some... 'things'" Santana quirked an eyebrow at Rachel's statement but didn't say a word and let Rachel continue. "- I'm sure Brittany just forgot to tell you she changed her number or some other reason."

Santana didn't care to reply to that. She went back to sleep, and after a few minutes Rachel was ready for another day at NYADA. Santana; surprised by Rachel being half an hour earlier than the usual time St. James picked her up asked "Where's your beau? Not picking you up? Maybe he's with another woman." Teasing Rachel with her eyebrows.

"Actually Jesse's gone to pick up his cousin from the airport today. I'm just going to take the subway. Bye San."

Santana was in the city of her dreams. She has been exploring New York for just 2 weeks, and it is amazing! But today she needed to look for a job. She needed to pay rent and her other expenses in New York. Even the money her mom gave her was not enough to build a decent life in the big city.

After a few hours of killing time Santana headed to a coffee shop where the lattes are -in Rachel's words- 'completely fabulous'. Even though this was part of Rachel Berry and Jesse St. James 'dramatic lines', she couldn't agree more. The coffee here is far out of the Lima Bean's league.

The line in the coffee shop was considerably short for a Saturday morning. 'It maybe New York is just too different from Ohio'.Just as she was about to order her 'daily dose of caffeine' a tall guy suddenly bumped into her and spilled his coffee all over her.

"Just see what you did asshole!" She spat. Still eyeing the stained shirt that is now completely ruined.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see you there, but can we please leave this conversation in more appropriate language?" The guy said. While picking up his cup from the floor.

"Oh, and what language do you want us to use? Spanish? 'Cause I'll gladly tell you that eres un idiota ciego!"

She looked up to stare at the bastard's eyes and scare the shit out of him. But instead she was met by deep green eyes that were full of emotion. Rage, Amusement, Happiness. 'But Hell would freeze if he's happy to see me!' Santana thought.

"Ah, it is indeed a small world Satan!But I didn't think chiennes were allowed here." Sebstian said with his smirk plastered in 'that' face of his.

There was a pause before Santana let out the breath she didn't realize she was holding.

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