A/N: Hey guys! I've tried getting another shot in writing another Sebtana story just before our school starts again. Reviews from you guys would definitely be lovely.

Enjoy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee and the movie mentioned below.

Chapter 1

Santana is now a third year in college, only a year left before the long-awaited graduation. Not that she'd care anyway. Her ambitions seem to drift far from her as she speaks. She sighs; this was nowhere near the image she had in mind when she left Lima and went on her own to New York. Her destiny is for fame and fortune, the glamorous lifestyle that only befits her is waiting out here, waiting for her to uncover, but how come she can't seem to grasp it?

Ever since arriving in New York, she quickly started and went around auditioning for productions she never even heard about. But thing have gotten pretty messy after winging some of the auditions(believing that part of getting accepted is use her female wiles and not actually "audition") so she decided not to burst in at moment's notice after the incident. She got kicked out after her attempt of seduction when she found out that the producer was playing for the other team and her tactics wouldn't work on him.

What ticked her off is when he called her talentless since she couldn't even talent properly and stooped so low. Enraged, she turned around and lifts up a chair to throw him at him screaming, "TALENTLESS?! You wouldn't know talent even if hits you in the face! I suggest you take back your words before I unleash Auntie Snix and ends you!"

Well that didn't work out the way she had hoped to.

Santana leaned back into the red velvet sofa placed at the center of the enormous library of NYU. She stared back into the pristine chandeliers embossed with golden intricate decorations hung above her and wondered just where the hell did she mess up.

Suddenly her mind snapped back to reality as she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and found a beaming blonde staring back at her.

"Hey Sannie!" the girl greeted.

"Ashley? What are you doing here? I thought you're not going to be back until Sunday." Santana blinked, obviously confused.

"Ignoring the fact you're not really the most welcoming friend as I would've hoped you'd be," the blonde pouted. "Clearly I came back earlier to check up on you, I guess I'd better return home then!"

"Oh come on Ash, I really, really missed you! It was your fault anyway, why didn't you call me?" Santana grabbed her friend, trying to appease her. She was joking, but the pout her friend had pulled made her feel guilty. It has been months since they've seen each other. As much as she didn't want to admit it she missed her best friend like crazy.

"I saw this online," Ashley began rummaging through her bag, "and immediately thought of you. I'm sure you'd be thrilled!" Then she handed Santana several papers with casting call details printed on it.

Santana tried hard not to roll her eyes, "Oh great, not another audition to fuck up!" she thought. But mentally kicked herself for even thinking of rejecting her best friend that made her way just to help her pursue her 'non-existential' (as her dad would like to call it) dreams. She pursed her lips into a thin line to control herself from forming a frown that seems to show automatically.

Santana wasn't exactly ecstatic to audition again after the last one that made her black out with rage, she tried to keep her profile low for now and waited for her 'scandal' to die down first.

"I cannot see the enthusiasm anywhere! Come on, try this one for me? Consider this one as a payback for the exceptionally long, tormenting travel I had to go through just for you." The blond flashed her puppy dog eyes to Santana knowing she couldn't fight this one.

"Oh, fine! I'll do it for you!" Santana agreed right away, knowing she couldn't get away with those eyes haunting her.

Ever since she met Ashley, she had left the Queen Bitch throne and softened up, much to her dismay. Ashley wasn't exactly the best influence around, but that girl kept her grounded and sane. She is probably the reason Santana hadn't dropped out of college yet.

"Yes! I knew you couldn't resist me!" Ashley suddenly hugged her, making Santana falter from where she was standing.

"You're such a sly bitch Ash, making me guilty was one of your plans wasn't it?" Santana smirked, crossing her arms above her chest.

"I don't what you're talking about." Ashley whistled and tried not to look her in the eye.

"You're a bad liar, you know that?" Santana raised her eyebrows at her.

"And you love me anyway."

"So let me get a look first before considering it." She took the paper from Ashley's hand and read the details written on it.

Santana's eyes grew wide when she saw the title of the show, then she looked up to the blonde's face expectantly and saw the mischievous smile on it.

"NO-"

"YES!" The blonde jumped excitedly.

"This is perfect Ashley!" Santana hugged Ashley once again, jumping and screaming, both overflowing with excitement. "How'd you know I want this?"

"We are best friends, remember? You'll make the perfect the Satine!"

After reading all that she needed to know, Santana wore that confident smirk on her face. She was determined to get that role and nothing can stop her this time.

Hey guys! So what do you think? Have you guessed the title of the play they were doing?

Reviews are always welcome. :D