Disclaimer: I don't on Glee. If I did, Faberrittana would be canon and the idea of Finchel would be erased from history
"Hey! There's my favorite brown haired director." Rachel hears when she crosses the threshold of her three bedroom New York City studio apartment. She tosses her book bag, keys and jacket on the table next to the door before turning to greet the small blonde sitting on the futon across the room.
"Hey Caroline," she grumbles, "Why the hell are you so chipper?"
"Why are you so grumpy?" Caroline rebuts, patting the empty space next to her on the futon.
"Senior projects suck," she sighs, plopping down next to her illustrious apartment mate.
"Let me guess. Still haven't found a girl for the part?" Hell No.
"Not even close. I've auditioned like 25 girls and nothing. I mean, how hard is it to find a girl with the right attitude, acting, singing, dancing abilities and overall stage presence to play my leading lady?"
"Well, who can really embody Satan's half-human daughter anyway?" And again, she sighs. She knows the blonde is right. She has less than 4 months left at Tisch and of course, being the over achiever that she still is since graduating McKinley High, she had to pick the hardest thing possible to do for her senior project. In other words: to write, direct and co-star in an original musical or play. She had hoped that her over ambitious determination had been left in Lima with all of her animal sweaters and plaid skirts but not everything changes in 4 short years. Regardless, she now has a musical to cast and finding someone to play Lucy, the daughter of Lucifer/Satan is proving to be harder than writing the damn musical itself.
"Are you sure you've looked everywhere?" Caroline asks, interrupting her musings. "I mean, this is New York. There's a lot of talent around and Mr. Jameson said that the cast doesn't have to be all NYU students. So there's got to be a girl out there who is good enough to play Satan's seed. So to speak." Rachel sits back, practically melting into the futon and thinks. Was there someone out there? Maybe. Somewhere.
"I used to know a girl who could be the part," she says slowly.
"Yeah?" the blonde says, sitting up to give Rachel her undivided attention.
"Yeah. Back in high school. Just about everybody believed that she was either Satan himself in human form or at least his half-human spawn."
"Sounds like a bitch."
"Most of the time. But she did have her moments of humanity."
"So perfect for the role."
"Maybe."
"Could she act?"
"She played Anita opposite me in West Side Story senior year and totally killed the role."
"Could she dance?"
"Like sex on legs."
"Could she sing?"
"Think Monica, Adele, and Amy Winehouse combined into one bitchy Latina."
"Damn. Sounds kinda hot." Rachel playfully punches her on the shoulder, inducing a laugh from the blonde.
"Will you focus?"
"Okay. Sorry. I'm focusing," Caroline says in between laughs.
"Geez. Sometimes, I can't remember who's the lesbian here. Me or you?"
"Definitely you. I could never date a girl. I was simply commenting on how that combination of powerhouses would make a pretty awesome sound."
"Whatever."
"Anyway, if she was so great, why not not call her up for your musical?"
"Because I haven't seen or heard from her since graduation and I have no idea where she went after she left Lima like the most of us."
"Well it's a thought." The blonde then looks at her watch. "Shit. I got lab." She gets up from the futon, slips on her flats, grabs her book bag and walks to the door. "Let me know what I can do to help narrow down the search for you," she says with one foot out the door.
"Okay. I will," Rachel replies, stretching out into a lying position.
"Happy hunting." As soon as the door closes, the petite brunette groans. Caroline was right. As usual. The snippy Latina cheerleader from McKinley High school would have been perfect for her musical. But like she said, she has no idea where on earth Santana Lopez had gotten to. And to be honest, she isn't sure she wants to know.
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