Brittany is a brilliant head hunter who is searching for the new Chief Fashion Research Editor at Vogue. It's her business to know the who's who in fashion down to the blog fashionistas. She's been eyeing this very popular fashion blog that's run by a Santana Lopez from Lima, Ohio. It would confuse anyone but Brittany as to how a fashion blogger from a Podunk town in Ohio no less has an on the spot blog about what's hot and up and coming in fashion not just in New York but in Paris and Milan.

Santana being a cultured yet small town girl have grown up with the best of everything but still very humble. Her parents being highly successful; her mother Dr. Marissa Lopez, Head of Fertility at the renowned New Life Fertility Clinics of Ohio and her father being the well respected Chief Justice Rafael Lopez of Circuit Court of Lima.

Having the best education her parents could buy, plus her 4.0 GPA afforded the young Latina entrance into any Ivy League college of her choice. Once, she was finished Princton with honors she chose to return to Lima to look after her ailing Abuela whom has been her very best friend and confidant since Santana started talking at 9 months, she knew then that her nieta was going to be a genius. Santana loved everything about fashion from the clothes to the shoes to the simplest of accessories. She knew that the wrong necklace, shoe, and even lipstick would throw off the most well designed dress. She wasn't swayed to any particular designers..she was just as fickle from season to season. Fall she may have been all over Prada's collection but by the time the spring season came around she would have been completely smitten with Alexander McQueen's collection.

Brittany, 29 sat in her office of Pierce's Seek and Find looking over the information of a young woman she took it upon herself to bring in. She knew the quicker she brought her in the quicker she could have her much needed quarterly year break. She was one to believe that no matter what life throws at you, throw yourself into work. This was her firms busiest time of the year. People needed to recruit new and exciting up-comers fresh off their naive pre college graduation job tours. She recruited from the top executives to their assistants. It was her job to find the tough, durable but always flexible to bend but not break to their bosses.

It was a overcast March day in Lima when Santana's phone rang with an unknown number with a 212 area code, 'maybe it's Cedes' she thought to herself. Knowing she could really use some good chisme with her bestie. But why would she call from a strange number, even the studio number is saved.

"Hello?" Santana answers.

"Good Morning, may I speak to Santana Lopez?"

"This is Santana, may I ask who am I speaking to.."

"Santana, I'm Brittany Pierce, I'm a head hunter for several highly renowned fashion magazines as well as a few designers!"

Santana mutters out an "okay" before she is cut off.

I have been doing some research and came across your fashion blog, I was quite impressed so I searched some more!" Brittany let's out a slight chuckle.

"Your educational background and sheer love for fashion makes you an outstanding blogger, I just want to know; are you glued to Ohio?"

Santana's annoyance level is hitting her very high to say the least but she doesn't let it show because this person knows too much to just be a stalker chick.

"Ms. Pierce, I'm not understanding your line of questioning?"

"I apologize; Vogue magazine is seeking to interview for their Chief Fashion Research Editor and they have sent me to work with you on making sure that becomes you."

Santana jaw had completely dropped by now. She knew she was good at her blog but was she really that good? No need for insecurities here Tana, hear her out she thought!

"Wait, so you're calling me for a phone interview?"

Brittany grinned into the phone at the sheer humbleness of anyone she was ever sent to recruit! "No, Ms. Lopez I would for you to come to New York tomorrow for the interview. I know it all seems a little bit rushed but they need someone sooner than later so we need this squared away rather quickly." Santana thought to herself 'what the hell' I will get a free trip to NYC, interview, see Cedes, then get back home to my Abuela. I know my parents are fully capable of looking after her but she loves my care best!

"Ms. Pierce, what time should I fly to New York?"

"I am booking you on the first flight out of Ohio tomorrow morning so you'll get here in enough time for your interview at 1pm. I'll personally pick you up from the airport when you land. You will be in my care until I return you back to the airport." With thy they said there goodbyes. Santana thought what a boring person Brittany must be to have to look after strangers she brings in for interviews. I must talk this over with Mami and Papi so I can make sure they'll take care of her Abuela.

"Mami!" Santana called out as she entered the main house on their property. "Can I talk to you and Papi about something?"

"Anything, mija." Marrisa said looking over at her husband that's taking a seat next to her.

"Tell us what is going on Santana" her father spoke up. Rafael was a tough judge, but when it came to his wife, daughter, and even his wife's mother he was a complete softie! He and his wife raised their daughter knowing she could have anything her heart desires but she must be respectful at all times, always stay humble because no matter what what you have or get its all a gift, all are blessings bestowed upon us and the moment you're ungrateful will be the very moment it's all taken away. "Money, material things mean nothing if you aren't going to treat people how you'd like to be treated!" Is what her Abuela said to her everyday. And those were words she lived by!

"I had a strange phone call a few hours ago. I was offered an interview with Vogue magazine based on the work I do on my blog." Santana said letting out a long sigh before continuing. "I thought it was a prank until I looked up the head hunter who called, her recruiting firm, and the position she said I was interviewing for. It's all valid. The thing is that the interview is tomorrow afternoon and I'll need to fly out of here at 10:30am. I know it's last minute and it seems like I'm running out on my responsibilities with Abuela but I have to give this a shot!" It seemed to Santana that she had said that all in one breath because her parents just nodded staring at her without saying a word so Santana continued. "You ever had this feeling of wanting something but you didn't know what it was nor could you explain it if someone asked you too, well this is it! I never knew I wanted something like this but I darn sure I was to see what it's all about."

Mija, when did we ever say that looking after your Abuela was your responsibility? Marissa spoke first.

Because if you think I want you to waste your brilliance here in Lima looking after me you must've missed all that I have taught you throughout your 24 years!" Her Abuela said walking into the room her body small but sturdy. "I want you to get on that plane tomorrow and wow them like I know you can and when they tell you that you have the job, don't look back to Lima with worry. We are family we are here for you and we will love you but you have to live out your dream. This may not have been with you set out to do but for some reason it has been brought to you without you even looking. So you go on and see what New York has to offer you." Santana sat there with tears streaming down her face she didn't know what to say or what to do but her heart was full. "We know that you'll do well look what you've done so far with just a phone call, your mother and I will seek airport in if you come back here we will pick you up. But Santanita you will go!" Rafael said while placing his arms around the young Latina's shoulders.

"I just want to say Abuela you looked after me my whole life while Mami and Papi were working, made it your business to keep after me even after we lost Abuelo my freshman year of high school and it's my turn to look after you and I'm working from home while doing it but I understand what you all are saying and I'm going to go and do my best, my best is what and all I have! Now, Mami lets find an outfit that says high fashion but job interview at the same time! I might as well pack for the next few days because I'm going to surprise Cedes and Sam while I'm there, if that's alright with everyone?" Santana said breaking from her Abuela's embrace. "That's more than alright." Her Abuela said.

Later that evening in NY:

All I want is to go home to a glass of wine, my Chinese and my cat. I have only been home long enough to shower and change into my sweats when there's a buzz from my doorman.

"Ms. Pierce, Ms. Amelia is here to see you. Should I let her up?"

Brittany didn't reply right away she was annoyed and becoming upset, 'why was she here, she was the one who hurt me by cheating' She thought

~flashback~

7 1/2 months ago

I cannot believe I finished all of my interviews early and got everyone situated in their desired locations whether it was back home or to a hotel so they could celebrate; my job was done. That's what I do get them in, help close the deal, or put them on a plane home if the interview is a complete failure. See I get you in, you have to follow through then I'm done. And today, I'm done by 3pm so I can make a romantic dinner for my girlfriend, Amelia. We have been together for five years now, she's a dancer and so was I( at one point in time), that's how we met. We were both dancers in Wicked and we just clicked, ya know. We went on to do a few more shows together, then after being a few tours and then Beyoncé's World Tour, I decided that I lived that part of my dream and with enough money and my masters degree in business I decided to help people with theirs. That's when I noticed the change in her, she held me differently, kissed me with less passion but I knew it was just my long hours that I spent getting my name out there. But Amelia understood after we talked and we worked out a system for us to talk to each other. So, here I am at Whole Foods getting all the ingredients to make her favorite meal blackened salmon Alfredo with zucchini and cherry tomatoes, and my tasty roasted asparagus salad. We'll work it off with multiple rounds over the weekend! Once I get all of the ingredients I head home. I walk the short few blocks to my building.

I take the elevator up to my apartment, it's mine because I bought it before she agreed to officially be my girlfriend. I walk into the foyer and I heard sounds, the further I walked into the apartment my heart sank because I knew what those sounds were, I knew what that smell was.. I started walking towards our bedroom when I realized that the moaning wasn't coming from there. It was coming from the guest room on the other side of the apartment. My heart wanted me to just leave but my legs kept walking towards the heartbreak. I stood outside the door for what seemed like a hours to my soul but it was only seconds to my heart shattering. I opened the door and their was my beautiful girlfriend riding my now former best friend Jeremy. I couldn't speak nor move I just stood there watching silently. She must have realized the door was opened because between thrust she turned around and looked at me, not with shock or sadness but contempt. I didn't make a scene just yet.. I turned in the direction of MY bedroom stopping off to pick up a few trash bags! Soon as I hit the walk-in closet, Amelia was on my heels. "Bunny, it was a..." Before she could finish I spoke! "DON'T! You don't have the right to call me that! I'm packing your shit and you are leaving!"

End of Flashback

"You can let her up, but this is the last time, don't call for confirmation, I would like the doormen to not let her in the building and I need new key cards to the elevator once she leaves."

I stood at the door because I promise you this isn't going beyond the foyer.

A few short minutes later there's a knock on the door. I open it and there she stands. I thought seeing her after all of this time would be heart wrenching but there was nothing. Not even numbness. "How can I help you, Amelia?"

"Brittany, can I please come inside?" I step aside to let her in but tell her right here is as far as you are allowed. "What you've moved someone in so soon?!" She bites. "I didn't peg you for the stereotypical rebound lesbian!" She says with venom. Why is she upset, she fucked this up not me! I was faithful to her even on tour.

"What do you want, I have to prepare for a very special client I have tomorrow."

"Still all work, I see nothing has changed! You do know you're the owner of your own recruiting firm the people who work for you, you know your employees can do that for you!" She says inching her way closer. "Tell me what you're here for then leave!" I say

"I came here to say I am sorry. I'm not going to lie I miss you so much it hurts!" She says reaching out to me.

"Amelia, I don't miss you. If I'm honest I never really missed you nor us, I just missed coming home to someone, having someone to talk to, cuddle with.. I missed being able to kiss someone good morning and good night. Finally, I missed making love, but not with you. With someone who I know that feel, that particular moan is from that spot I hit that only I can hit! Yeah, that's what I miss. And I will have that once the hurt is gone."

"So, you're still single?" She says with hope in her eyes thinking I would give in because she can see the longing in my eyes. "I am still single and I'm going to remain single until I'm ready to move on to the right woman, hopefully the one that will make it forever, and that's not you! Are you hear for closure? Because I'm good with us being over!"

"Bunny, please listen, I was a lesbian before you at least I thought I was..then you came in with your penis and it made me think that maybe I wasn't a lesbian if I could have a girlfriend like you!"

Amelia said as she slid down the wall, truth be told she did love Brittany at one point in time but she became confused and rather than leave she decided to cheat just in case her urge for more changed. Brittany didn't say a word nor did she put her hands on her to remove her from her apartment, she slid onto the floor as well resting her head in her hands, "I don't need your shit right now! Listen, I have come a very long way from not loving myself for what I have between my legs! I am a lesbian, just a very special one at that! I told you upfront about my penis and my insecurities about it during my teens. If being with me made you question your sexuality then should have talked to me instead of cheating on me. And I don't know who you're fooling but no lesbian suck a dick like you..you know what get your lying, cheating wannabe lesbian ass out my house! You must have forgotten about all of the times we played Never Have I Ever when you let me know you had a threesome with your best male friend and your best female friend! Go and don't have come back!

Brittany stood up and turned to open the door. Amelia walked by stopping to inhale Brittany's signature scent of vanilla one last time. "I leave for the London shows of Kinky Boots tomorrow, goodbye!" And with that Amelia left.

Brittany closed the door bent over to pick up one of her many pairs of Louboutin pumps that she got from one of her many clients. Not like she needed it but half of Brittany's wardrobe is from designers or magazines trying to get her head hunting firm to go after the biggest and the brightest talents.

7am Lima

Santana was up and ready for her flight to New York. She received her itinerary from one of Ms. Pierce's assistants late yesterday afternoon. She was on the only flight out of Lima to New York that leaves at 9am. "Papi, you know I should have told her to book me on a flight out of Columbus but the shock of it all consumed me."

"Mija, that's alright, you're okay now and have your wits about you, right?"

Si, Papi! I'm more than ready. I'm carrying my garment bag on the plan so I can change tops once I land. Te amo Mami and Papi."

"Mija, que va a hacer grande en tu entrevista! Te amo."

"Gracias, Mami" Santana said breaking her mother's hug! She picked up her things so she could board her plane.