Hi guys! This is my newest fanfic called "Bodyguard" and I'm really excited about this one. Its not the typical Monchele fanfic, and I hope you all enjoy it. Chapters will be updated regularly I guess, depends on the reviews and so on.

Lea Michele was the typical celebrity. She wanted more, more and more out of her already astonishing and glamorous lifestyle. Lea worked on America's hit TV show 'Glee' and was one of the main and sought-after stars by the press and media. Millions of fans each day flocked to the set to try and catch a glimpse of the brunette beauty, and this was what Lea loved doing. Being in the spotlight was what she does best, what she shines at, and having millions of people following her every footstep on international social networking websites surely made the fame go to her head.

Lea had just got back to her Los Angeles apartment from a divine meal in an Italian restaurant with her best friend Jonathan Groff, and as she was flipping the lights on she received a call from her manager, Bonnie. "This isn't the best time for me right now, is there any need for you to be calling?" Lea said coldly down the phone.

"Lea, I've got something for you.. Well.. Someone.." Bonnie was a nervous wreck, Lea scared the hell out of her. Young and naive, she was technically Lea's willing slave. Not that she knew any better. Lea was the best in the business, and constantly was offered huge movie deals from the biggest money makers in Hollywood. And if anyone was going to be guiding Lea, it would be Bonnie.

"Well what is it?" Lea said whilst throwing her jacket and handbag to her nearest butler, before he scurried off to put them in her wardrobe. Lea threw herself onto the couch and waited for Bonnie to stop stuttering and say what had to be said.

"Lea, there's been a lot more publicity on you lately, and a whole lot more fans, and I was thinking maybe its time for you to get a bodyguard!" A bodyguard? There was no way Lea Michele needed a bodyguard!

"Bonnie, that's not really necessary," Lea said politely whilst gritting her teeth, Bonnie sometimes had the most idiotic ideas. "I think I can handle myself, thank you."

Bonnie started to stutter again nervously, causing Lea to sigh and roll her eyes. "Lea I think its the best thing for all of us! Just hear me out, okay? Remember last week, with that paparazzi down on the beach? Lea you nearly broke your leg!"

Casting her mind back to that sunny day, Lea remembered nearly falling off the deck because some stupid paparazzi got too close for her liking, and whilst trying to push him away, she fell instead, to be caught just in time by the quaking Bonnie. "Fine, but I still think this isn't a good idea. And what if this guy is a total creep?"

The nervousness in Bonnie's voice had all but disappeared, and a triumph replaced it. "He isn't, he's just right for you! We'll meet tomorrow, at your local coffee store, okay? I'll order your usual." Smiling slightly at the loyalty in her manager, Lea said with a bit of cheeriness, "Okay, sounds good. I'll be there. Wait, what is his name?"

Bonnie's voice hitched and a giggle escaped her lips, which confused Lea because why would a name make her giggle like that? "His name is Cory. Cory Monteith."

"..Cory? Okay. Thanks Bonnie. Goodnight. And, calm down a little." Lea hung up the phone with her mind thinking of the man she'd be meeting the next morning. Cory Monteith. Its a nice name, Lea thought to herself as she pulled off her clothes and jumped into her king-sized bed, soon falling peacefully asleep.