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"Good morning", Alison said introducing herself in the office with a glass and a bag in her hands.
Rachel nearly jumped out of her chair in surprise and saw her assistant burst into the office with her usual good humor.
"Good morning", she returned the greeting with a smile.
"Here's your vegan cappuccino and your cookies", she warned her placing it all on the big black desk.
"God, I don't know how to thank you. I haven't even had time to have breakfast this morning, ", Rachel said demolished.
"Don't worry, sooner or later you'll get used to this. It's only been a week", Alison reassured her, smiling and Rachel nodded aware.
"However, at eleven o'clock there will be a meeting with the entire company in the meeting room and then I'll take you the documents related to advertising agreements", Alison added and Rachel stopped to look at the screen of her Mac to dedicate all the attention to the blonde.
"Bring me also the dossiers on the models and the contracts of employment. A new boy will add to them", Rachel said, and the other took notes on her Iphone.
When the girl came out of her office, Rachel relaxed and leaned back in her chair.
Make the boss is a thing she liked.
Rachel looked in the big mirror of her office, straightened her hair, glanced at the make-up and printed on the face one of the most beautiful smile she had. She emerged from her office and went downstairs.
She saw people enter the large room and when she also entered, she found again the warm smile and welcoming of Calvin who was waiting her with trepidation.
He made her sit on his right hand while the others took their places.
"Well, good morning to all. It's our first meeting in October, we have in agenda the official presentation of the new CEO, Rachel Berry", Calvin said euphorically and
Rachel tried to suppress her embarrassment trying instead of showing her confidence and looking around to see the reactions of others.
It was at that moment that she crossed again those green eyes. When she sat down, she looked better the situation: those eyes belonged to Quinn Fabray, a model that had struck during the photo shoot and that she was raised on the sidelines muttering softly with another girl.
So she smiled imperceptibly and began to browse various papers in her folder, to distract herself
"As you know, there's to prepare for the winter fashion show of men's line and, in exactly twelve hours, I have to leave for Dublin to settle some things. Like every time, I'll leave things in Kevin's hands who will be joined by Rachel, who from now on will be my right arm", the man announced in a resolute tone.
She felt the eyes of all keep on her and her heart sank, she couldn't wait to get out of that room.
While Calvin continued to announce some information about the fashion show to be held and some caveats about the way in which things would take place, Rachel looked around.
The careful expression of Francisco Costa, Kevin focused writing something on the paper and then turned back toward her.
It was rather curious the way she looked.
It was a beautiful girl, about this there was no doubt. There was something fascinating in the way she smiled and watched the people in the room. She was pretty intense ...
Her thoughts were interrupted by the shrill voice of a boy in the back.
"Mr. Klein, Brad is still away and we need an intern to take charge of his duties during his absence," the boy said, and that seemed to capture Rachel's.
"I totally agree, I will charge someone to take on a new intern for the department", Calvin replied resolutely.
"I'll handle it myself, I know someone who can replace the intern, and that will do the job in an excellent way", Rachel interjected in the speech and everyone looked at her.
"Perfect, now that everything is settled, you can go", Calvin dismissed all before leave the room, he winked at Rachel.
It couldn't have gone better.
When it was evening, Rachel finished fix the last things and came out of her apartment.
She had no desire to stay at home, didn't want to cook but was dying to explore Manhattan.
It was a really nice place, bright lights, colorful, traffic of people ... you could lose.
She decided to eat at an Italian restaurant right on the corner and she felt thrilled about the warm welcome of the place.
She sat down and opened the menu looking for something that appeased her hunger.
When the waitress came over to take her order, she opted for the vegan carbonara.
While she were waiting, she looked at every single picture hanging on the wall of the room, each depicting an Italian monument or a natural landscape. The Colosseum in Rome, Vesuvius in Naples, by the Tuscan hills to the trulli in Puglia.
Rachel liked Italy, perhaps during the summer holidays could design a nice trip with Kurt but had to solve before things with Finn.
Finn.
She shook her head to ward off those thoughts but was distracted by the entrance of a familiar face in the local.
Quinn Fabray.
The blonde was quick to recognize her presence and smiled warmly.
Everything that Rachel could do was smile and greet her with her hand.
They didn't know each other but they had exchanged glances often and she don't know how to behave.
Quinn saw her approach the table.
"Good evening", she greeted her. Rachel smiled embarrassed and blushed because it wasn't something she was expecting.
"I don't know if you remember me ... I'm one of the models", the blonde said, moving her hair behind her ear.
"I know who you are, Quinn" Rachel replied, emphasizing her name and taking courage.
Besides she was the CEO of one of the most important fashion companies, she couldn't afford to be a softy.
"Are you here alone?", Rachel asked, hoping not to be intrusive and pretending to look at the menu with such indifference.
"Yes, I come every Tuesday for Luigi's delicious lasagna. They are really very good", Quinn explained quietly. "Are you waiting for someone?" Quinn asked in return and Rachel looked up at her.
"No, I just didn't want to be alone at home. Manhattan is so beautiful", she replied quiet and Quinn nodded.
"Well, then I'll leave you to enjoy your night", Quinn said, smiling warmly and then turned to leave but she heard Rachel's voice calling her, and she had to stop.
"If it's not a problem we could eat together," the girl offered her and Quinn couldn't refuse, after all she was her boss.
So after that Quinn ordered, the waitress brought them the courses and they began to eat.
"How's work? Did you set?", Quinn asked her trying to establish a friendly conversation.
"I'm overwhelmed with work and I'll be literally buried when Calvin will leave for Dublin", Rachel replied and smiled.
"Oh, don't worry. You'll get used to not have a life", Quinn said with a faint voice and Rachel stopped a moment to eat. Quinn immediately looked up and laughed.
"Joke! You'll have a beautiful life if you do your job, you just have to work hard at the beginning to make sure that everything cadres ", Quinn explained and Rachel seemed to relax and smiled, shaking her head.
"How long have you work for Calvin Klein?", the girl asked curiously.
"Since two years, I already paraded for Armani ... then I met Santana and later Calvin. And then I moved back in the States ", Quinn said before taking a sip of white wine.
"Where did you live before?", she asked again, and Quinn didn't seem at all disturbed by that curiosity.
"Unthreading for Armani, I lived two years in Milan", she said, and she saw Rachel's eyes light up.
"I'd love to go to Italy," the girl whispered tenderly, and Quinn smiled again.
"It 'a beautiful country and the people are so welcoming", the blonde said remembering everything that had lived.
"And you? Where are you from?", Quinn asked and then devoted herself to take another piece of lasagna.
"Lima, Ohio and I'm happy to have escaped from that deathtrap", Rachel replied with a resolute tone and Quinn laughed.
"God, what has happened so dramatic to make you run away?", Quinn asked again
"Oh, nothing. A small place where dreams don't find success. But I decided to take my own way despite having suffered a lot and my dads still do everything to convince me to come back", she replied quiet and then took another sip of wine.
Perhaps it was the wine to make things easier and to make it quieter.
"Well, sometimes to realize dream cost but it's always worthwhile", Quinn pointed and Rachel shook her head.
"What?", the blonde asked, cocking her head to the side.
"You haven't the least concerned about the fact that I have two dads," she pointed out continuing to eat with carelessness.
"Should I?", Quinn asked sarcastically and Rachel laughed.
When they left the restaurant after a long discussion on why Rachel couldn't let Quinn pay for dinner, both of them walked along the Upper East Side.
"I find it still unfair", Rachel complained for the umpteenth time.
"And I find very unfair to talk about it again", Quinn retorted in mock bored so she decided to change the subject.
"Are you engaged?", she asked so casually that Rachel blushed and looked down.
Quinn noticed it and immediately regretted it. "Sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Although we are here talking but you're still my boss", she tried to justify herself but Rachel smiled.
"We left things held over", she said in response to her question, in a calm tone.
"Isn't he a dreamer like you?", Quinn asked with obvious irony in her voice, but she had probably got a point.
"No not at all. And 'he trapped in himself, not being able to understand what he wants. He remained in Lima noting the workshop Kurt's dad, my best friend", she replied continuing to look forward, to look at the many colors of Manhattan.
"But I never agreed to stay there. I always had great aspirations and I didn't need someone to take me back", she added, turning to the girl and saw that she was really listening.
Maybe it was the first time that someone, that weren't her parents, paid so much attention ready to listen to what came out of her mouth.
"You know, there's nothing wrong with having big ambitions. This is what makes us happy, Rachel", Quinn pointed and Rachel knew she loved the way her name came out from Quinn's lips.
"And then, look at where you are. Look back and you'll understand that it is totally worth it", the other added and Rachel smiled.
She was so smart.
"But you? Do you have a better half?", Rachel asked, laughing slyly.
"Aside from the fact that I perceive your derision, no, no girlfriend", Quinn replied with a resolute tone looking into her eyes.
"I'm not particularly affable below that point of view", she added smiling and Rachel looked at her curiously.
Well, this was unexpected. Quinn was gay.
"Anyway I'll tell you one thing: you deserve a lot more than Finn", Quinn whispered, without looking into her eyes.
And it was only then that Rachel realized it.