Hey guys. This is my first JulyBerry. Hope you all like it.
I DO NOT own glee or any of it content. All mistakes are mine (there are probs a lot. Sorry,I am working on peogesses my dyslexia).
Enjoy.
It had been two weeks since Rachel's callback and she was becoming a nightmare to live with, even more than usual.
"Rachel put your phone down. They will call you when they are ready" Santana shouts across their small studio apartment. "Now come out here and eat something, we don't buy all this vegan crap for it to go to waste," she continues after getting no reply from the pint-sized diva. At her last comment she smirks as she watches Rachel appears from behind her bedroom curtain. Santana fills a bowl with pasta and places it on the table, huffing Rachel drops down in a chair and takes a big mouthful of food and just as her lips touch again 'Defying Gravity' starts to blare into the silent space. Rachel's eyes widen comically as she tries desperately to quickly swallow the food in her mouth, rolling her eyes Santana grabs the phone and answers it.
"Hello Rachel Berry's phone how may I help you?" Santana says casually down the phone ignoring the glare Rachel is shooting her way.
"Yes sir, she is her let me just get her for you, one moment please" Santana calmly tells the man in the other end looking at Rachel with eyes that tell her all she needs to know.
"Hello Rachel Berry speaking," Rachel says trying to keep her nerves under control. Santana watches as Rachel listens to the man on the other end of the phone, her expression becoming paler the longer she listens to whatever he is saying.
"Yes sir I understand. Thank you for letting me know. Ok bye." Rachel manages to chock out before handing up and placing her phone on the table and stares blankly at Santana who is looking expectantly at her.
"I got the part. They want me to play Fanny Brice," Rachel whispers. for several minutes neither girl moves as they just stare at each other in shock. They are broken out of their staring contest by the sound of Kurt coming through the front door.
"Hey Satan, have you managed to go all day without killing our diva?" Kurt calls completely oblivious to the tension in the apartment he stops dead at the sight of the girls in the kitchen.
"Um what is happening here?" He asks mildly concerned.
"The director called," Rachel says smiling as Kurt's eyes light up "I got the part," She finishes as the enormity of her own words start to sink in. At the repetition words Satan finally moves screaming as she runs over to Rachel wrapping her in a tight hug. Kurt runs over and joins in and the three laugh and jump around.
"Don't tell me not live, just sit and putter," Rachel starts to sing Santana throws her a glare.
"Rach, I am super proud of you but if you dare sing another bar I am going to go all Lime heights on you little ass," Santana says with a twinkle in her eye as Kurt just smiles in the background.
"Oh really. Will you finally get those razor out of you hair?" Rachel suggest giggling before running away when Santana launches herself at her.
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Rachel checks her watch as she stands in the doorway of her dance class. It is 8.30am and her class with Ms July doesn't start for another half an hour but she wanted to make sure to get there early so she can give Ms July her letter explain she will miss the first six months of her second year. Today is her last day of classes for her first year at NYADA is over. It had been a hard ten months but she was proud of herself sticking it out even when all she wanted was to run away.
"Schwimmer are you just going to stand at the door to my studio like and idiot all day or are you actually going to let me in?"Cassanda says from behind Rachel making the little diva jump.
"Oh I'm sorry. I actually came early so I could give you this,"Rachel says handing the blonde dancer the letter. Cassandra raises an eyebrow as she glances at Rachel before reading over the letter.
"What the hell is this?" Cassandra demands waving the piece of paper madly in the air, "is this your way of admitting NYADA is too much for the amazing Little Miss David Schwimmer?"Cassandra continues sporting a smirk of victory causing Rachel to laugh whole heartedly.
"No. This is me taking a short leave of absents to play Fanny Brice. I got the part," Rachel tells her bouncing on the spot with excitement and slight smugness as she watches the smirk disappear from Cassandra's lips.
"Oh I see. Well congrads Schwim, I told you didn't I." Cassandra says tentatively patting Rachel's shoulder.
"Um, Ms July is everything ok?" Rachel asks watching at her teacher who is looking into the distance with a blank expression. Casandra turns and looks at Rachel but Rachel feels more like she is looking right through her. Concerned for her teacher she steps closer and places her hand gently on Cassandra's arm. The actions seems to bring the blonde back from wherever she was as she jumps at the contact and throws a half hearted murderous glare at Rachel, who at least has the presents of mind to remove her hand and step backwards. Before either of them can stay anything a few of the other students enter the room, slightly early but all hoping to get on Cassandra's good side - if such a thing exists.
Magically their class went rather smoothly with cassandra throwing very few insults at people and honestly it was like she mind is on a different planet completely.
"I bet she is hung over or still wasted,"Lydia whispers to the others when they are dismissed.
"I heard that muffin top," Cassandrs calls after her as the students file out of the studio.
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" A female voice says, "This is a very big decisions and there is no turning back.
"I have thought it over and this is what I want," a slightly more femine voice replies. Camen Tibideaux nods her head as she watches the dancer leaving her office and looks down at the piece of paper in her hand with a deep sigh. Cassandra closes the heavy door behind and leans on it with a quiet curse.
Thoughs?