I just wanted to say thanks for the reviews of the first part of this story and the alerts and favorites.
I would love to know what you think of this chapter too, at first I had planned on this being the prologue but I wanted them to have 'known' each other from High School, so there for this is the first chapter of the story.
The disclaimer is the same as in the first chapter.
I hope that you will like this chapter too and here it is.
Chapter 1
It hadn't taken Quinn that many months to figure out that college wasn't something for her, but she knew one thing and that was that she didn't want to go back to Lima, not when she had been able to leave the place.
Quinn went from one job to another, she couldn't find a place where she felt like she belonged until they day that she had gotten a call from some kind of producer for a TV-show that needed a personal assistant. As she had worked for her, Quinn could tell that this was the business that she wanted to be in, media, in some way but she wasn't sure on what kind roll that she wanted to have.
This was a job that Quinn wanted to keep so she worked hard in every way that she could think of, she didn't want her boss to have any reason to fire her until, Quinn herself wanted to quit and who would know when that would happen.
Quinn had stayed at the job for a couple of years and she had seen how this business worked on the inside and she knew for sure that this was where she was going to be as long as she could.
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Rachel had been going to Julliard and she had graduated and at the moment she was working as a waitress among other jobs until she would get that part that would lead her to break into the business.
The brunette had been pretty sure of that she would take Broadway by storm as soon as she had graduated but that hadn't been the case. Sure in Lima her talent had been seen and everyone thought that she would explode but Rachel soon noticed that she wasn't alone in wanting to make it and even if she did have the talent that was needed she also needed some luck. Being at the right place at the right time and that wasn't something that she could decide on. That was something that just happened and maybe this was her time to shine.
Rachel walked through the door, she was standing behind the stage, and she was waiting for her turn. This could be the moment that she had been waiting for.
"Next."
Rachel had heard that they were calling for the next person, it was her, and she took a deep breath before she walked out to the stage. She stood there trying to look out over the empty seats, she couldn't see that much, the lights were blinding her.
"Name? "
"Rachel Berry." Rachel said as she tried to look at whoever it was that was talking to her.
"Start with the monologue." The man said, Rachel could tell that it was a man that was talking this time. "And then the song."
Rachel wasn't sure if she would be able to really do this, but as she stood there closing her eyes, she remembered why she was here in the first place, this could be the chance that she had been waiting for and she would hate it if she didn't take it. One more deep breath before she started was all that she needed.
"But it wasn't a dream. It was a place. And you and you and you...and you were there. But you couldn't have been could you?" Rachel said and she spoke she could feel how her confidence grew and that was all that she needed. "No, Aunt Em, this was a real truly live place and I remember some of it wasn't very nice, but most of it was beautiful-but just the same all I kept saying to everybody was "I want to go home," and they sent me home!" She tried to look out to the man or more like the people that was sitting there, the ones that was going to judge her to see if she would be able to read them for any kind of reaction. "Doesn't anybody believe me? But anyway, Toto, we're home! Home." There wasn't much left of her monologue then it was the singing, that was something that Rachel felt much safer with, she just hoped that this had been enough for her. "And this is my room, and you're all here and I'm not going to leave here ever, ever again. Because I love you all. And... Oh Auntie Em! There's no place like home!"
"Thanks and now you need to sing."
For Rachel it had just been one song that she could even think of singing but at the same time she had a feeling that most of them women that had audition for this part had used the same song.
"Ms. Berry."
"Sorry." Rachel said and she took a breath and then she let out the air, one more breath before she started to sing. As she stood the singing she could feel, that this was the place that she wanted to be, and she knew that this was her chance and that she was going to get it.
"We will call you and let you know."
"Thanks." Rachel said and gave them all a smile before she walked of the stage, she had done all that she could, now it was up to the casting directors and all of the other people that were involved in this process but this time Rachel felt great, she had nailed it.
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This was the day that she was going to talk to him, she had had this idea for a show for a long time, Quinn knew that this could be a hit, it was something that everyone wanted to see, they wanted to see that the stars was just like them.
She knew that this was what she wanted to see, just think about it, she or whoever it would be would be moving in with the star of the week. Quinn would be asking them questions just like in any other interview but at the same time the viewers would get an insight in the life of said star.
Quinn knew that she didn't want it to be like those reality shows that always seemed to be popping up everywhere.
"So you wanted to talk to me?"
"Yes." Quinn said as she had been called in by her boss. "I have something that I kind of wanted to run by you first."
"Okay." Her boss said and looked at the blonde, Quinn could tell that he was skeptical about whatever it was that Quinn wanted to talk to him about.
"I have this idea…" Quinn said and she started to tell him about it.
"It does sound like a great idea." He said, he knew these things he was a producer. "But you have one big problem with all of this."
"What kind of problem?" Quinn asked, she had gone through everything more than once before she had gone to her boss with this and she couldn't think of one thing that would be a problem.
"I think that you can manage to get a network to go along with this." He said as she looked at him.
"That is all that I wanted." Quinn said and she was happy, this was the first real idea that she had shared with anyone and to her it looked like this could be a hit.
"But there is still a problem that you haven't thought about." He said, and he kind of wanted Quinn herself to realize what it was before he said anything but Quinn was to wrap up in her idea that she couldn't think of anything. "Actually there are a couple of things, first of you don't have a network but my guess is that it won't be the biggest problem for you."
"So can you please tell me what will be?"
"You aren't that much known for these kinds of things." He said and looked at Quinn. "You would need someone more known with you…" Quinn knew what he was going at; he wanted to be a part of this, which just meant that he believed in this idea. "…and the next thing is how will you get any stars to be a part of this kind of thing. I have a hard time to believe that they would want to share these kinds of things with the public."
"But that won't be a problem if we get a network to buy this idea." Quinn said and she was sure of this. "If we get a network behind this it will show that this is serious and they could help us by letting us follow some of the stars from their shows."
"You might be on to something there."
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Rachel had been waiting for the call. She wanted to hear from them, well more like she needed to hear from them. She had called her dads after this audition and she had told them all about how great it all felt and that if she didn't get cast in this she would go to a couple of more auditions and if it didn't work she would be coming back home for a while.
The brunette was collecting some of the dirty dishes from the tables on the diner that she was working extra as a waitress as she was about to drop it all off in the kitchen for cleaning. She felt how her phone was buzzing in the pocket of the apron that she was wearing.
"Hello…this is she." Rachel said and she stood almost rooted in one place as she listened to whatever the man was saying, "Okay…" The brunette couldn't believe what it was that she was hearing. "When do I need to get in for rehearsals?"
The brunette closed the phone and she dropped it back into the pocket before she started to jump around and screaming, she didn't care about the looks that she got from the guests that were in the diner.
"I got it." Rachel just screamed and she hugged a complete stranger as the stranger walked inside the diner.
"Congratulations?"
"You will get a ticket to the premier." Rachel said as she relished the stranger. "I just need you name and number."
"It's okay." The surprised man said.
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Quinn stood outside and conference room, she was going to present her idea for yet another network and so far no networked had been interested in this idea, and she had been told everything form that the idea wouldn't work to that the idea is great but there was no chance that there would be any 'real' stars, as they said, would be interested in this type of show.
The blonde walked inside and she started of the presentation and this time the people from the network actually seemed interested in this, Quinn could tell that they liked the concept, she was almost sure that they loved it.
"This is a great idea Ms. Fabray." One of them said as he looked at her. "But do you know anyone that would be interested in appearing in this."
Before she could think about it she blurted out. "I can get Brittany S. Pierce." They all looked at her like she was crazy.
"You can get Britney Spears to be a part of this?"
"Yes." Quinn said and looked at them.
"We want this." Was said by the president or so she thought it was. "You don't have to go any other network, we want to produce this, and I can feel that this is going to be a hit."
"Thank you so much." Quinn said, and she smiled.
As Quinn had left the room all she could do was jump around, she wanted to scream but it didn't really fit in here, she could do that when she was further away from this room. She took up her phone, she had to make a call, and she wasn't sure on whom it should be that she was going to call first, all she knew was that it was Santana or Brittany and they would probably be together.
And it was in that moment that the blonde realized that the network had thought that she had talked about another Brittany and not her friend, but it wasn't her fault that they didn't listened to her that carefully.
The monologue that Rachel gives is from The Wizard of Oz, I don't own that, I didn't want to take that away from the story before you read it.