New york, May 1st:
As I look out of the window, a smile appears on my face. These crowded streets and huge buildings are reminding me how much I've actually missed New York City.
The last few weeks have been exhausting and all I want to do right now is to get home and relax for at least one evening. We're almost at my street when suddenly the driver pulls over. I look out of the window and see the familiar building of Puckerman Sounds.
"We're here Ms Lopez." The driver says while adjusting his tie.
"Ehm, actually you we're supposed to bring me to my home." I smile politely.
"I know Ms Lopez, but Mr Puckerman wanted to see you." He smiles nervously.
"Oh okay. And call me Santana please, thank you for the ride David." I smile at him and let my eyes follow him as he steps out of the car to open my door.
"You're welcome Santana." He smiles. "I'll be waiting for you right here."
I step out of the car and immediately put my sunglasses on. The sun is shining and it's pretty hot outside so I'm wearing a short white dress and black heels.
I am walking to the entrance when a few photographers appear and block my way.
"Ms Lopez, how was your tour?" Flash.
"When are you planning a new tour?" Flash.
"You look stunning today, Ms Lopez!" Flash.
The last comment made my cheeks cover in a blush. "Thank you." I say as I continue to walk towards the entrance.
Puckerman Sounds is a record label owned by one of my best friends, Noah Puckerman, also known as Puck. We went to the same highschool and thanks to him, I made it into this big world. Actually I had already made it when I was 6, I got casted for a few tv shows and have been acting ever since. But thanks to Puck, I also got a record deal and got to show off my vocal talent. And then the unexpected happened, my albums were selling like crazy and even big stars like Alicia Keys wanted to record a song with me. And here I am, Santana Lopez, a 20 year old huge popstar as they call me. I've just finished my American tour and Puck has already been discussing with my manager to add another tour for the end of the summer.
As I enter the lobby I can see Marley sitting behind her desk. Marley is Puck's assistant. 'Hey Marley!' I wave excitedly. She looks up from her laptop, and the serious look on her face disappears.
"Santana! Oh gosh, how was your tour? Puck missed you like crazy! And so did I." She giggles.
"It was awesome, I got to meet a lot of fans and the shows went great! And Puck missed me huh?" I smirk. "Is that the reason why he wanted me to come over as soon as my plane landed?" She laughs again before she answers.
"No haha, I'll let him know that his favorite superstar has arrived." She winks and quickly grabs her phone.
"Puck? Santana is here to see you.. Okay, i'll send her up." She puts down the phone and points her thumb over her shoulder, to the elevator.
"He is waiting for you in his office.' She smiles.
"Thanks! I'll see you later."
A few minutes later I'm standing in front of his office. I knock 2 times before taking a step back.
"Come in!" I open the door and before I can say a thing, he picks me up and spins me around. "San! How's my best friend doing?" He says as he puts me down again.
"Someone missed me." I smirk. "I'm doing fine, thanks for asking."
He laughs. "You are welcome babe. Well, why I asked you to come over.."
He walks back behind his desk and sits down in his chair. His office is huge. It has large windows behind his desk. The view over New York is breathtaking. It has always been a dream of Puck, to own a record label. Wearing a squared blue shirt, jeans blue blazer with a white handkerchief poking out. Grey trousers and brown leather shoes. To finish his outfit he's wearing a dark brown belt, and a (probably very expensive) brown watch. His outfit is always on point, he spends a lot of money on clothes. He has women begging for him to date them, and he doesn't mind at all.
"You got yourself a new tour coming up in a month." He says carefully, because he knows how exhausted I am.
"Another tour? I don't want to sound rude, but I just finished one?" I say harsher than I meant to sound.
"But it's an European tour, come on San! You've always wanted to go to Europe!" He almost begs me. He's right though, I've always wanted to tour in Europe. And maybe I could get a few days extra to explore some cities. I look him right in the eye, and ofcourse he starts pouting. I smile and throw my hands up in the air.
"Okay okay, you're right. Thanks Puck, did you already call Mike to tell him about this tour?"
He pumps his fist in the air and makes me laugh. Mike Chang is another friend of mine. He also went to the same high school as me and puck, he owns a dance studio called Changs Dance. He's my choreographer and lead dancer.
"Yep, I called him this morning. He's super excited, and he even came up with an amazing idea." He says.
"What kind of amazing idea?" I roll my eyes.
"He wants to have a dance competition at NYCDU to pick out a new dancer to tour with you guys." He says while grabbing a pack of documents and shoving them to me. "Here are all the details you need to know, you only have to sign right here."
He taps the bottom of the paper. I look up at him and give him one of my most sincere smiles.
"Thank you so much." I grab the pen he's holding and quickly sign the bottom of the paper with Santana Lopez.
"You don't have to thank me, it's all you." He says proudly.
Brittany's POV:
"I introduce to you all, Mike Chang." Victoria says in the mic. "He's here to announce something to you guys."
Victoria is our dance teacher, she's been teaching me from the very beginning. She's kinda cute but probably a bit too old for me.
"Hey guys, well as you already know, I'm Mike Chang. I'm the choreographer of Santana Lopez, yes the Santana Lopez." He smirks before he continues.
"This summer we're going on an European tour, and I'm looking for some talent to join us." He looks around, before his eyes lock with mine.
"So I'm organizing a competition to find that talent. I hope you all are excited to join this competition." He smiles again. "The only thing you guys need to do, is show up the 10th of May and show us what you got." Wait, he said we? Does that mean that..-
"Does anyone have a question?" He asks while looking around the class. I quickly raise my hand. "Yes you." He points at me. "Shoot!"
"Ehm, what do you mean by we?" I ask but immediately regret it. "By us I mean me and Santana. I'll only give advice, she is the one to decide." My eyes widen and apparently he noticed.
"But don't worry, she won't bite." He jokes. I smile and feel my cheeks burn. "So Victoria will hand out a card with my contact information. Don't hesitate to mail me with possible questions."
The class nods and Victoria starts handing out the small cards. "I hope I'll see you all then, good luck!" He says and leaves the classroom. I'm still not sure if I'm dreaming or not. Santana Lopez.. Wow.
A couple of hours later, I'm finally on my way home. I run up the stairs and unlock the door. I step in my appartment and drop my purse on the kitchen table.
"I'm home!" I yell as I enter the living room. "Oh hey, how was school?" Rachel asks as she looks up from her laptop, sitting on the couch.
Rachel is my best friend since kindergarten, we basically grew up together. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 6, so my parents adopted her.
So actually she's my sister too. We decided to both leave Philadelphia and move to New York together. Her big dream is to become a broadwaystar, while my dream contains becoming a professional dancer. Rachel knows me better than anyone else, but sometimes she's just too much.
"School was okay, a special person came to visit us today." I smirk, knowing that Rachel will exaggerate.
"Who was it? Don't tell me it was Barbra because I'll end you for not calling me!" She says loudly.
"Woah calm down Rach, it was Mike Chang." Rachel sighs with relief. "Mike who?"
My eyes widen. "You don't know Mike Chang? Rach, come on! He's the choreographer of Santana Lopez!" Her mouth forms an 'o' shape.
"What did he want?" She asks confused.
"He's organizing a competition to find a dancer to join their crew for an European tour this summer! And guess who's competing?" I wiggle my eyebrows and point at myself.
"Wait, did you say Santana Lopez? Shit Brit! Do you think I can compete too?" She stands up and starts dancing around the apartment.
I laugh out loud and shake my head. "No Rach, students only. And by the way, you better focus on your vocals. Those dancemoves are.. special." I laugh again and walk out of the living room to my bedroom. Before I shut my door,
I can hear Rachel mumble. "My dancemoves are great.. She's just afraid that I'll steal her spotlight..".
Soooo first chapter. I also want to apologize for any spelling mistakes. What did you think? Please let me know! I'll update if this chapter gets enough reviews, follows, favs, .. Thank you for reading!