Santana was 17 years old she lived in a small town called Lima, Ohio she had the perfect life until she decided to come out to her parents and then everything changed. She wasn't the cheerleader that she once was. She wasn't even the same Santana Lopez she used to be. She turned into something that was very unlike herself. Even the clothes that she used to wear began to be a distant memory as she now sports long baggy clothes hiding her body she once embraced. What could she do, she knew she couldn't lie anymore to herself or her parents much longer it had to be done. And now this was the consequences for being honest. She never thought in a million years this would happen to her.
Shelby was 26 years old she also lives in a small town Lima, Ohio she has the most perfect life anyone could ask for. She is the top modelling agent in Lima and she does quite well for herself. She lives in the way up town where most of her clients live in the biggest mansion that you could ever imagine, she wears the best and most expensive clothes, Shelby was always the type to help out when she could. That was something that she was well know for. That is why she was the best and most requested agent and she knew that. Shelby wasn't the type to be a snob even though most of the companions she dealt with were.
Santana was slowly making her way across the street like she does every night, begging for change, she sighs and thinks to herself how did this happen. she was popular she had it all . She then remember the voices in her ear "No daughter of mine will be a lesbian. And live under this roof" She remember's that day like it was yesterday. well considering it has only been a couple of weeks since she heard those words spoken by the one she thought would stand by her no matter what. boy was she wrong. It still hurts to this day to know that the two people she trusted more than anything could do this. Santana tries to shake the memory of that fateful night as she starts to realize as the tears start to form n her eyes is easily said then done. Santana quickly wipes the tears as she sees a older girl walking towards her.
Shelby was walking quite fast as she just finished work much later than usual, she shouldn't have sent her assistants home early today. She mentally kicked herself when her boss kept her way over her usual time going on and on about we finding the perfect model for the upcoming shoot that she was having a really hard time finding. She explained to him at the meeting that she was doing the best she could. Shelby looks up and sees a girl no older than 18 asking more like begging for change as she walked by total strangers, Shelby shook her head and sighed thinking to herself what a child her age is doing on the street. She fumbles for change and comes up with a few coins she quickly throws it back in her purse and takes out a crisp 20 dollar bill. Feeling more satisfied with her choice she carefully puts it in the girls hand "Here I think you could use this more than me" Shelby smiled small looking at the Latina.
Santana was never the one to take a hand out but, she was getting desperate. She looked up slowly into the older girls eyes and shook her head slowly. "No, that's too much I can't accept that" she sighs as much as she needs this money she knew she couldn't accept this amount from her. She sighs softly and pushed back a loose strand of her wavy hair back from her face as she gently handed back the crisp 20 dollar bill into Shelby's hand. Taking one last glance at the bill before she slowly starts to turn away from the older women.
Shelby knew that maybe the young Latina would be difficult she turned the girl around and smiled as brightly as she could. She saw something in the younger girl's eyes as she looked at her she could be the new model that Shelby was looking for. She tilted her head to the side to get a better look at the girl and smiled. "I have a better idea" she said picturing the girl in front of her wearing beautiful dresses and her hair piled on her head not the girl that is in front of her that was in badly need of a haircut and her clothes was just way too big for the poor girl.
Santana was just looking at the older girl with a raised eyebrow a little afraid of the look that she is giving her. She looks at the other girl for about a second to realize that the girl is up to something and Santana wasn't quite sure that she was going to like what that something was she rarely trusted the look that people usually gave her she knew that they all thought of her as an outcast that didn't belong or they all felt sorry for her and asked her story and she wasn't in any mood to talk about that especially tonight. "What's your idea?" Santana said softly only loud enough for the both of them to hear. Santana was getting tired and she knew that she had to fins some kind of shelter for the night before the rain started to pour down on her.
Shelby was still looking over the younger girl she was lost in thought the wheels in her head was turning and she knew that once they did she was on to so watching she smiled thinking of all the things that this girl could do and she didn't even know it. She shook the thought from her head gently paying attention to the girl in front of her looking sort of terrified She placed a soft smile on her face "I'm in need for a model" she was starting o wonder if this was such a good idea taking someone off the street. But, there was something about this particular girl that she couldn't quite put her finger on wouldn't usually ask this of someone she found on the street but she knew that his girl had real beauty. "And I think you would be perfect"
Santana just looked at her and it took everything in her not to burst out and laugh in the orders girls face. How could she be a model she thought to herself she was homeless and she had no clothes that would even be considered being close to what a model usually wears. Santana was wondering if this girl in front of her was on any kind of pills or maybe she should be on something. "Model? Me?" Santana looks down at herself and back at her shaking her head "is this kind of a joke or something?" Santana couldn't possibly believe this women who is standing in front of her who looks like she was a respectable business women could be serious.
Shelby wasn't at all surprised at the look she was getting from the Latina. She sighed softly and sat down on the bench that was close to the girl. She pursed her lips together and thought for a moment before an idea popped in her head. She rummaged through her large purse for the pamphlet that she had In Her possession showing it the the girl. "I'm serious yes you" she was a bit offended that she would think that this was a joke why would she waste her time on this if it was a joke. "And to answer your question no it's not a joke" she waited patiently for the younger girl to reply.
Santana was staring at the pamphlet and it all sounded too good to be true but, what if this isn't a joke and she was serious. Sure she wasn't exactly beautiful and she knew that she wouldn't be the typical model that everyone would expect her to be but, as she thinking this could be serious she shook her head and a frown began to grace her lips. of course she couldn't do this she was this ugly person and she was just getting tired of everyone telling her things that ended up not being the truth. Even though the girl didn't have any reason to lie to her Santana knew not to trust anyone at a young age and she was skeptical of everyone who passes through her life. That was how she was taught when she was growing up. Hope you all like this I will be updating as much as I can. what will happen between Santana and Shelby? Will Shelby give up on her or keep trying? Will Santana ever learn to trust?