Chapter 2

"Okay so why don't we fake a couple of interviews to get into their head first?" Howie said enthusiastically, clapping his hands together and wiggling his eyebrows. He wore a black leather hat this time, maybe it had something to do with me zoning out on him the other day.

"Sounds great, doesn't it heather?" Annie asked me with a smile. She was the sweetest stranger I had even met. And this girl's fashion sense is off the roof, seriously she was wearing this simple yet elegant black knee length cut dress, she looked stunning yet sweet. I wondered why she hadn't had a fashion line of her own by now.

"Yeah … well… they are a bit used to being interviewed so I think it is no big deal."

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My phone rang and my heart immediately stopped. It was Dianna. I thought it was my parents or Taylor or anybody who had blown my cover and discovered my plan!

"Hey Di! S'up!" I faked a gangster voice and waving my hands street girl style. Then I glanced to the room where everybody is discussing about everything and anything. I can see how fun this is now.

"Yo! S'up! I just convinced Naya to be there."

"Was she suspicious?" I whispered and made my way out of the room.

"Emmm not at all. You know what a great actress I am."

"Arrogant much?" I asked, smirking at how this girl could turn from the sweetest girl you meet to the HBIC in just a matter of seconds.

"Just talking the truth. But tell me hemo what are you up to?"

"About that… well I think I might need your help again…"

"What? I am here hemo!"

"Well… I need you to bring the whole cast to time squares on Sunday evening. K?"

"What why?"

"Well… just help me first kay? I'll explain."

"Hmmm kay…"

"Bye then, love you Di!"

"Yeah...Gross!"

I snickered, couldn't get enough of this amazing girl… what was I doing again? oh yeah… I was in the middle of a mobbed preparation to come out to the whole world, no big deal.

As I was making my way back to the mobbed studio, Annie's hoarse voice rang through the air: "there you are heather… the interviews is coming in."

"Kay let see this!" Howie cried out. It was weird since he was the only one who seemed to be genuinely interested in this thing. I mean the others always fake busying all the time.

After the chunky chubby guy, his name was John I think? And he was always the one who puts tapes in; I think maybe that was what he did. Then Naya's face appeared on the screen. Oh she is gorgeous; I mean she pulled that tight green striped dress off like she is the queen! And all I could see are boobs and abs. those abs are to die for, seriously!

"….I think heather's great, I mean she's smart and funny and adorable," She chuckled and continued, "we are best friends and I love hanging out with her." As soon as I flow off of my fantasy land, Naya's voice started to drip in.

"There are a lot of Heya fans out there that would love to see you guys as a couple, how you think about that Naya?" then Naya scrunched her nose, which meant she was deep in her thought. After all this time of being with her and watched her doing everything, in a not creepy way. I could confidently say that I am a certified Naya reader.

"Well I think that they should continue to believe what they believe in." then she walked out of the faked paparazzi girl to her car.

"So how was that, heather you think?" Howie turned around and finally asked me

"Well… I think she likes me, but because that I have a boyfriend and appear to be straight, she does not think much."

"Okay then, Moving on to your parents." Howie said and pointed his scrunchy fingers to the screen and my parents head appeared on the screen, god they looked so innocent.

"Hello there Mr. and Mrs. Morris. I am doing an interview for the celeb parent's views and I would like to ask you some questions centering your beloved daughter Heather Morris." The sweet voice of the interviewer echoed through the room, everything seemed to be muted as I held my breath waiting for my parent's response. I was not worried about dad; I mean he was cool with gay people. But my mom was kinda more reserved. I hoped that had changed though.

"okay." My mom replied with smiling face and the butterflies started to disco dance in my stomach.

"So what do you think of heather seeing that she had made it this far in Hollywood?"

"Well… Nothing but proud… she deserved it." My father answered, I could see nothing but pure pride in his eyes. Ahhhhh how much I loved this man.

"Yeah we are proud of her for making it this far, the dance tour, the little movies, and glee." My mom continued. Yeah Glee…

"So about glee… heather plays the ditzy cheerios which had already made out with the entire school body, how do you think about that Mrs. Morris?"

"well as a mother, I couldn't bear to see my daughter doing this at first, but later on, I realized that a glee cast needs to do what a glee cast needs to do and I am completely okay with that now." she said, smiling. And what was my father doing in the background back there? Was he dancing? He looked like he was about to escape, throw up or something, maybe I got my camera phobia from him.

"Oh so even if your daughter is having a relationship with a girl on the show?"

"Well… to tell you the truth, I was kinda shocked. But then as I watched the girls on show, I realized that love is love, no matter who you are, so I and heather's father are completely fine with that."

Oh mom…. I couldn't love you more. And then the screen paused, showing my father half sneezy face. Well he looked like me, no! more like I looked like him. Guess something did run in the family.

"Do you hear that everyone?" Howie asked out loud.

"wha what?"

"Well they are okay with it. So our success rate is gonna be huge." Annie said, funny this time it seemed like she really did listen to Howie. Then she turned and smiled at me. Sweet.

"How do you feel now heather?" Howie turned back and face me, adjusting his head as he spoke.

"Great. I'm still nervous about the others though." I replied, yeah and by others, I mean Naya.

"And this is the tape we interview Taylor. We had to fly to Paris and had somebody pretend to be a French interviewer to do that. You cost us much heather." Poker face on.

"Well… mobbed needs to do what mobbed needs to do." I mimicked my mother's words. And they laughed.

And the screen started rolling. I could see Taylor in his black three piece suit, looking nothing like a French guy; maybe he'd do it with a mustache.

"Well heather and I have been in a relationship for about five years and we know each other and love each other." He said sheepishly, I felt guilty for not loving this man anymore.

"But what if you guys were to break up? What will you do?" the interviewer asked in a failed French accent. I wondered why Taylor hadn't noticed that he wasn't French, maybe the guy had a mustache on.

"Well… I don't see that coming for quite a loooong time" he answered with a smirk. Well not quite long if you asked me, 48 more hours to be exact.

Then the screen turned dark. And I started to feel the weight of my actions starting to settle on my shoulders. Be strong heather, this is your chance.

Ooooohhh... so heather is doing this and what will happened?

will Naya be with heather?

will Taylor be okay with it?

Will Mr. and Mrs. Morris be okay with this love?

Will Di meet Dave again? stay tuned! :D