Chapter 4

"Dude I swear, like, every show Tyra does is weirdly offensive! Did you see the special she did on periods? I wanted a fucking sex change, which is saying something." Naya explained to Telly as they walked through Paramount studios the next day.

"You'd suit being a guy. Nayo Rivero." Telly said after a moment of thought.

Naya stared at him for a second with disbelief, "Fuck you." Was the genius reply she finally came up with.

Telly brought his hand to his chest and clenched it in mock pain, "Oh you whore, you got me with that one. It burns." He said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "I'm gonna go check in and get today's plan. You go…eat or something. You need some meat on your skinny ass."

Naya rolled her eyes and stepped forward to wrap her arms lightly around Telly's neck, giving each other an air kiss to say goodbye.

With that the pair turned to their separate ways, Telly to check in, Naya to get food. We know who got the better end of that deal.

"Brownie or cookie. Brownie or cookie. Cookie. No, brownie. Oh or salad…no. Brownie or cookie." Naya repeated to herself, debating which one she wanted to eat. "Screw it, I want both." She added as she put a brownie and a cookie on to her plate and grinned at the sugary goodness.

"Well Bonjour Miss Rivera." She heard a familiar voice say to her from behind, "You seem to be enjoying the…everything."

Naya turned around and frowned at the voice, "Shush Colfer." She said to Chris as he looked at her plate. The boy laughed and grabbed his own plate as he started to pick out some food. "So what've you been up-to today?"

Chris' eyes widened as he struggled to swallow the food he'd already put into his mouth. "We've learnt the single ladies dance! Nay, it's so awesome. This girl, Heather, used to dance for Beyonce and danced on the tour with her, she's so cool! Like, literally we laughed for an hour straight. You'd get on so well with her. Plus, pretty sure my Gaydar goes off on her." Chris ended with a shrug.

"Well thanks for that." Naya dryly replied. "So what's this chick look like then?"

Chris thought for a second before smiling, "Sorta…kinda…like that. Well no, total lie. That's her." He said and tilted his head in Naya's direction.

Letting out a little giggle she turned her head to look in the direction, "Holy shit." She mumbled when she saw the blonde girl.

The blonde hair, the slim figure, the bright smile, the killer legs highlighted by teeny tiny shorts. Let's just say; Naya likey.

"Hey Heather! Heather! HeMo! Over here!" Naya almost jumped out of her skin when she heard Chris shout from behind her. The brown haired girl turned around and gasped, because yes, Chris Colfer was jumping up and down and waving his hands in this new chick's direction.

"Will you please for the love of food; CALM DOWN." She said to him with a calm voice, well…almost calm.

Chris just did a whatever hand gesture and smiled when he saw Heather making her way over with a grin on her face. As the dancer got closer, Naya took a second to look at the girl in detail, and the one thing that stuck out? Her eyes. Baby blue.

"Hey Chris." Heather said in a quiet tone, taking subtle glances at Naya who was taking equal glances, just not very subtle.

"Well hello HeMo! You want some eats? It's all yummy, I guarantee. Oh, this is Naya Rivera. She plays Santana." Chris introduced Naya, finally.

"Hi Heather, it's nice to meet you. I hear you're an awesome dancer."

Heather smiled, flashing the pair her pearly whites. "I'm alright! But it's great to meat you Naya."

"Well alas; it's my time to leave! Gotta go change ready for the tin shed! Bye ladies."

Naya glared at Chris' retreating back, knowing her purposely left her alone with hot new girl.

"Oh wow. This is awkward." Heather said after a minute or so of silence.

"Yuh-huh. So, err, what else you doing today?" Naya asked.

Heathers eyes brightened as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, "Teaching in the tin shed, and then I have a meeting with Zach!" She said excitement obvious for the world to see.

"Oh my gosh I love Zach!" Naya said with a grin, "You heading to the tin shed now?"

Heather nodded, yes. "I'll walk with you." With that, the two girls turned to the direction of the Tin Shed, ready to dance their little asses off. "So tell me something about yourself, Miss Morris." Naya requested.

"Ummm…I…Oh shit…This is Pressure." Heather stuttered, her mind drawing a blank at the simple question.

Naya let out a laugh which echoed through the studio, "I like you HeMo, can I call you HeMo?"

Heather grinned, "You may. Oh, and I like you too."

The two girls reached the door to the tin shed, Naya paused and held the door open allowing Heather to go through first. That way she doesn't have to be discrete when she eagerly watches Heather climb up the stairs. 'Oh yeah. Fate has definitely laid a hand here.'

So just a little chapter, nothing really key. Next chapter will have HeYa texting, HeYa dancing together, and probably some Telly in there just for the hell of it.

Thanks for the reviews guys, Naya and her golden globes appreciate it. And yes I know that made no sense.