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A/n: Hi guys, since I know Demi Lovato is going to be on glee as Dani, a friend of Santana and Rachel, I was dying to write a fanfic about their first meeting. On the same day I found out I started to write and now I've got finished it. It's a one-shot, so there won't be a following chapter. I think the only thing left to say is: Enjoy!
It was a beautiful day today. The sun was shining and Rachel was in a pretty good mood. She walked out of NYADA after having dance class, and noticed a girl around her age, staring at the building. Why the hell would you do that? She decided to ask the girl herself. "Hello…Uhm… What are you staring at, if I may ask you?" Her dads always told her to be nice to people she didn't know, and she always listened to them. "Oh, hi there. I eh… I used to go to school here… before I got kicked out… And every time I walk by, I just stare and think back to those times, is that weird?" The girl looked at Rachel. "No, no, no, not at all. But why did they kick you out? I'm Rachel, by the way." "I'm Dani. Well that's kind of a funny story. Do you know miss Cassandra July?" "Yeah I do. She's teaching my dance class." "Oh well, when I went to school here, she was my dance class teacher too and we all kind of hated her… Yeah we hated her. Very much. I made up a plan so we could destroy her. I would say something rude, and then my friends would join and we would make her wanna run away, but my plan failed, because my friends didn't join me, so I was standing there, saying rude things to miss Cassie. I got kicked out, they didn't, of course, plus I know now how shitty my friends were, so I'm never gonna talk to them again. Ever." "Ouch… That must have hurt. I really hated miss Cassie too, but when I got a callback for the Funny Girl musical, she was suddenly very nice and supportive to me, and still is, ever since. Weird, hah? But eh… are you now on another university?" "No, and I'm not looking for one either. I'm so done with them! It's a waste of time, for me, at least. I just want to sing songs to people, and you don't need university to do that. I basically sing every Tuesday and Friday at a pub. It's only temporary, sooner or later I'll have to find something else, but I earn enough money to hire my very small apartment and to buy bread, milk, eggs, meat and that kind of stuff, every day. I am totally fine about my situation, yes." "I didn't ask you…" "Oh yeah, sorry for being a blabbermouth. Tell me something about yourself." "Okay. Since I was just a little kid, I've dreamed about performing on Broadway, so I followed that dream. This year is my second year here at NYADA. It's hard, but I like it. I live in an apartment with two of my friends: Kurt Hummel, who's also a NYADA student, but got permission to visit his boyfriend in Lima, Ohio for a little while, and I live with Santana Lopez, who came later dropping by, telling us she was going to live with us, so currently, she does, but she hasn't figured out yet what she wants to do or what she wants to become. Kurt and I are helping her, but till now, she still hasn't found anything right, what somehow has to do with music." "She could sing with me one time, to see if she likes it. Or won't she like that idea?" "Yes, she will, probably! Come with me, so you can meet her and ask her yourself, and have a drink with us." "I don't know. I barely know you, haha." "It's not a problem to me, and it probably isn't for Santana too. I think she would actually like you. You're so kind." Rachel smiled and Dani smiled back. "Thanks! Well, okay then, let's go!"
"Santana? Santana, are you here?" yelled Rachel when she walked into her apartment. "Yes, I'm in the shower. Almost ready. I'm coming!" they heard Santana say. "It looks so nice here, Rachel." "Thank you, Dani." "No, seriously, my place is a mess in comparison with… this." Rachel laughed. "It's messy here sometimes too, really." Rachel saw Dani wobble on her feet, and there followed an awkward silence. "Ohh uhm, take a seat, Dani, don't be shy! Act like it's your place, just… don't make it too messy, haha!" "I won't, I promise. I won't." said Dani and sat down on the couch. "Hey Rachel, who are you talking to and why got you back so late from-" Santana said when she entered the living room with only a towel around her body. She was surprised by the guest Rachel had brought. She was so stunning. "Oh hi, I'm Santana, Rachel's roommate." "Yeah I know, she told me about you. I am Dani." Santana gave Rachel a what-did-you-tell-her look and Rachel gave an it's-fine-Santana look back. "I don't want to be rude, but what are you doing here, Dani?" "I-" Rachel interrupter her. "I met her in front of NYADA. We talked for a while and we got along pretty well. I invited her to come over, because she could help you." "Help me with what? I don't need help." "Santana, just listen to her!" Santana sighed and was quiet afterwards. Dani asked Santana about the singing. "No!" answered Santana. "I don't need your help, I can do stuff on my own! I ain't no fuckin' child!" "San, she's only being nice, you're over-reacting. You want this. I just know." Santana looked at Rachel with fear and she didn't know what was going on in Santana's mind at the moment. "Just give us your phone number, so I can think about it, okay?" "Yeah, that's fine." Dani said and gave them her number. Rachel and Santana immediately put it in their phones, so it wouldn't disappear, like the last time, when Rachel wrote Brody (her ex-boyfriend)'s number down on a paper and a few minutes later the paper was suddenly gone. "I'll get some drinks. What do you guys want?" "Red wine." "Red wine in the afternoon? I'm sorry Santana, but that sounds ridiculous to me." Dani said. Okay, Santana was officially pissed off by this miss I-know-it-all. "Rachel! Tell your friend to leave! Please!" "No Santana, shut up. What do you want to drink, Dani?" "Tea, please." "Tea in the afternoon? That sounds so ridiculous to me." Santana said with a childish grin on her face. "Santana I can hear you! Another comment and YOU have to leave!" Rachel said from out of the kitchen. "Yes miss, I get it!" Santana yelled and fake-smiled at Dani, who slided a bit away from Santana, who was also sitting on the couch. Santana just slided even closer to her to tease her. Dani looked mad at Santana which only made her laugh. "Look at you! I think you really love me, don't you?" Dani wanted to answer, but Rachel came already back with the drinks. "Santana, you're awful." "Some call me awful, others call me hilarious." "Drink your wine." Santana rolled her eyes and grabbed her glass. "So where are you from, Dani?" "I'm from Los Angeles, got raised by my uncle, because my parents died in an car accident, and when I finished high school I moved to New York. On my own." Santana applaused. "Wow!" she said, sarcastically. "Santana, stop! And Dani, I feel so sorry for you, you must have had a hard childhood." "Don't feel sorry for me! And are you kidding me? I've had the best childhood ever! We went to a theme park every summer since I turned 6, my uncle had 3 dogs, 5 cats and a rabbit, so there were enough animals around me, the neighbors had a daughter around my age, I had plenty of friends at school and I got to sing to him whenever I wanted, even when he was busy. So for me, he's like a real dad." "And now tell us the actual story…" Santana said and before Rachel could say something, Santana continued. "I'm sorry, but it seems like you're living in an oh-so-wonderful fairytale while my life's terrible. Can't stand the fact everyone's happier than me." "How can I live in a fairytale if I don't have a prince, or in my case, a princess?" "Oh wow, you're a lesbo too! Well, I guess your uncle totally accepted it, since he's apparently the best dad EVER!" Dani got tears in her eyes and Rachel sent Santana away to her bedroom. Santana sighed and walked away. She knew she crossed a line.
"Dani, are you alright?" "Do I look alright?" "No, but I thought…" Dani interrupted Rachel. "Just… stop caring about so much. I'm just some stranger." "Why? And no, to me, it feels like you're already a friend of mine." "Because… you are talking to a selfish liar. Santana was right. Not everything I told was true." Then they heard Santana saying "Ha, I told you!" from out of the bedroom but they ignored it. "What? You came up with the whole story? I can't believe it…" Rachel looked away in disbelieve. "I-I'm sorry, I always want to make it seem like I'm a happy girl with a perfect life, just to make friends easier. People don't like a friend who's complaining a lot. But the story didn't always work. Now and then there were people who found out it was fake, and they stopped talking to me. I hope you won't!" Rachel sighed. She still was progressing everything. "So… which part of the story is true, and which part isn't?" "My parents did die in a car accident when I was little, and I did got raised by my uncle. The other things I told… aren't true. My childhood was a living hell. My uncle treated me like a dog, so I couldn't wait to get outta the house. He also beat me when I told him I was gay." "I'm so sorry for you Dani! Have you ever reported him to the police?" "No…" "Why?" "I was scared…" "Scared of what?" "I was scared he would beat me again if he found out I called… So that's why I didn't." Come here darling, let me hug you." Dani came closer to Rachel and let herself get embraced, and she hugged back. "Thank you Rachel, you are amazing. I think we're going to be really good friends in the nearest future! But I have to go, a friend of mine is coming over tonight." Dani let go the hug. "Okay… You can come back whenever you want. We'll text you!" "Thanks! Goodbye!" "Bye Dani!" Dani left and closed the door. Santana immediately came back from her bedroom. "See, I was totally right! I always am! You should have listened to me." "Santana, stop. You were acting horrible. Congratulations on being right AND being mean at the same time, but you're not making friends with that. And why did you say no to her offer to sing with her a time? San, I know you. You'd love to do that." "I don't want to do that." "Yes you do!" "No I don't." "Yes you do!" "No! You're not me, Rachel. You can't decide on what I want and what I don't want to do." "Yes I know, but Santana, you've always wanted an opportunity to become famous. Well, this may be the start! I also don't understand why you don't like her." "I don't dislike her!" "So why are you being so rude towards her?" Silence for a couple of seconds followed… "That's because… I'm afraid I'm gonna be in love with her. I'm pretty sure I will if I don't make myself dislike her, ya know, because she's so beautiful and sexy and sweet and stuff… That's also the reason why I said no. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to cook dinner." Santana walked away and left Rachel in shock. She didn't see this coming. At all.