Rachel Berry sat on the floor of her New York apartment. She knew she should be getting ready for some premiere party she was supposed to go to, but she didn't really want to get up from her spot. Sighing, she stood up and went into her closet. "It really shouldn't be this difficult to choose a dress." she said out loud. But when she had (it seemed) every dress in every color, it was difficult to choose. She finally decided on one and got ready. The Broadway star arrived to the usual pandemonium that greeted her when she went somewhere. She smiled for the photographers, waves to the fans, and was about to give her first interview when an unfamiliar face caught her eye. She instantly turned to her manager. "Les, who's that girl over there?" she asked.
"That's Santana Lopez, the star of this film." he answered, giving an amused smirk when he saw his client staring at the star, who looked over and slightly waved at Rachel. "Just between you and me, I heard she's single and plays for your team... And doesn't do relationships a lot, which is exactly the type of commitment you need right now." he said, laughing as Rachel sighed.
"I know, I know. Relationships ruin careers." she recited.
He smiled. "That's my girl. Here, I'll introduce you. She is managed by a friend of mine." Les said, escorting Rachel.
Santana Lopez took in the sight. She couldn't believe that all this commotion was for her... And her costars, of course. As she was looking around, she saw a pair of eyes looking at her intently. Santana smiled gently and waved at the brunette before turning to her manager. "That's Rachel Berry. She is one of the biggest stars on Broadway." her manager Devon said. She laughed.
"How'd you know what I was going to ask?" she questioned. He rolled his eyes.
"Because you generally ask about every girl who looks famous." he said. Santana scoffed and turned around when they heard a throat being cleared. Behind her was Rachel Berry. "Les! Hey! This is Santana." The Latina offered her hand to the man in front of her.
"It's great to meet you, Santana." he said. The Latina smiled warmly.
"You too." she said noticing the girl also had her hand out.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Lopez." the smaller brunette said as they shook hands.
"The pleasure is all mine, Ms. Berry. But please, call me Santana." Santana said. The diva nodded. " Do you want to sit down?" she asked, motioning to the VIP room.
"I'm not VIP tonight." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"Then be my plus one." Santana offered. Rachel looked up at Les, who nodded his approval, and looked back at the girl before agreeing. Santana grinned, took Rachel's hand, and led her to the room. "So, Ms. Berry... Where are you from?" Santana asked as they walked.
"You can call me Rachel. And I grew up in New York. You?" Rachel asked, sitting on a couch.
"Small town. Lima, Ohio." Santana said, following her.
"Sorry about that whole meet and greet." Rachel said, attempting to look away from Santana's chest before the girl caught her staring.
"Don't even worry about it, hun." Santana said, turning her head to see Rachel checking her - more specifically a certain PART of her - out and chuckled. "My eyes are up here, sweetness." Santana said with a playful grin. Rachel blushed and Santana laughed. "I'm just teasing you. It's cool if you want to check me out." Santana said. Rachel raised an eyebrow and turned away.
"So anyway... What do you usually do in the VIP rooms? I rarely come in here." Rachel said.
"Really? Because you'd always be VIP in my room." Santana flirted. Rachel rolled her eyes and stood up. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"Out there. Your pathetic attempts-" Rachel was cut off.
"Pathetic?" Santana asked. Rachel simply nodded her head.
"Your pathetic attempts at flirting with me were uncalled for." Rachel said.
"Says the girl who stared at my chest." Santana said. Rachel rolled her eyes as the managers walked up.
"Hey girls. We were talking and we think you two should date. You know, as a publicity stunt. San, you're relatively knew on the scene." Devon said.
"And Rach, it'll be great promotion for your new play." Les said. The two girls stared at each other.
"Can't I find someone else?" they asked in unison.
"No. Now Rachel sit down. The press is on its way over to catch the first official Pezberry - that's your new relationship name, by the way - kiss. Only answer vague questions until we get a story straight. You've been together for five months, but you were keeping it on the down low while Santana worked on her movie and Rachel was working on her play, but you knew you couldn't keep it a secret now that Santana is moving into Rachel's apartment." Les said.
"Wait, what?" Rachel asked. Santana smirked.
"I do need a place to live..." Santana said.
"Don't give anymore details." Les said, pushing Rachel into Santana's lap.
"That's good. Rachel sit on Santana's lap. Santana, put your arms around her and kiss." Les said. Rachel sighed and sat down. Santana rolled her eyes and kissed her just as the paparazzi showed up.
"This is not okay with me." Rachel whispered against her lips.
"Then why are you going along with it and kissing me back?" Santana asked.
"Just shut up and get this over with." Rachel said. A reporter came up.