"Santana. Santana! SANTANA!"
"What?"
"Are you listening to me?" Said a frustrated Will Schuester.
"I tried not to but you make it impossible for me to ignore you". You see, Santana is kind of bored right now. Her manager is currently trying to convince her of doing a PR stunt with her ex but to Santana, it's exactly what it is, an ex.
"You know, I am really trying to help your career, but you do not make it easy for me". If he thinks he can outsmart her, he's wrong…
"Leave my career where it is, thank you very much. I told you I don't wanna do it! Brittany is an ex and she will always be an ex. And like every normal person, I don't really like being around my ex's."
"But you don't even have one night's stand! That would be good for the paparazzies."
"Are you actually telling me that I should get laid?" Santana scoffed. She doesn't need to have a drunk night with a girl that she will not remember the next morning.
"No, I am not. I am telling you that your album is gonna need publicity."
"I didn't even finish it. So for the moment, it doesn't need anything. Except maybe a few songs" Santana cringed. It's been a while that she wrote a new song. She just doesn't have the inspiration anymore. "And moreover, girls are boring. They all throw themselves at me because I am famous. I don't have the thrill of the chase or even a challenge. Boring".
She never tells it to anyone, but she doesn't like how people are treating her. I mean, they're nice and all but she never knows if it's because she is Santana or because she is Santana Lopez, the Grammy winner. She just wants people to get to actually know her and not believe what they are reading in an article.
"Santana. You need a little publicity". Schue is sighing more than anything or anyone in this moment. Santana is not the easiest with this kind of thing.
"No I do not. I do not need everyone talking about my private life. If you want to do some advertising, do it on my music, not on the girls I hang out with. And besides, I don't just want a girl. I want to find the girl."
You could think that Santana is a player. Don't get me wrong, she WAS a player. But not anymore. Right now, the idea of finding the girl who will make the butterflies in her belly fly away seems so exciting… and cheesy. But she doesn't care. The next person she will sleeps with is the woman with whom she will end her life.
"And that's why you need to do some PR stunt with Brittany!" Cried out an exasperated Will.
Santana is silent for a minute. "That's the dumbest thing that I ever heard. Just explain me how making it seem that I am dating my ex will help me to find a girlfriend?" Says Santana aghast.
"You know what? I'm done with this shit. This is pissing me off. I told you that I didn't want to do it so I'm not gonna do it. Call me when you decide to be a good manager." Said an angry Santana storming off the office.
¤ Santana ¤
Oh my God. This manager is so bad! I swear next time he wanna make me do shit like that I swear I'm done with him. I can understand that many people want to see me with Brittany again but no. We are done. We tried… many times. But it's not working between us. She cheated on me and that's something that I can't forget.
I need some air.
When I am exiting the building, there is a horde of fans waiting for me so I stop to greet them. I love them so I try to spend time with them when I can. I am so grateful for them because if today I can live my dream it's thanks to my fans.
I chat a bit with them and sign a few autographs and even do some hugs. I have made progress but am still not a very touchy person. Before, when someone gave me a hug, I wanted to punch them. Now I wince just a little bit. I am proud of myself.
After that I start to walk a bit when I see paparazzies following me. While I love my fans, I can't stand paparazzies. I can understand that it's their job to get information but what I don't like is how they get it. Following you and harassing you with questions about your private life... I hate that.
"Santana look over there!"
"SANTANA! SANTANA!"
"Santana can you smile for us?"
"Santana! Are you and Brittany in a relationship?"
That's the last straw. "Guys, can you please leave me alone?"
Well, I would have sworn they understood English but apparently not because they are still following me.
I take advantage of the fact that a large group of students arrives in front of me to mingle in the crowd and turn in a small street. When I looked back nobody was there.
I pat myself on the back. They should take me in the next James Bond. I would be sexy as hell.
Shit one of them is coming. Maybe I am not that good.
When I see a little bookshop in the corner, I decide to come in so they don't see me.
When I open the door, I hear a little bell and a rather special but very comforting smell. And that's when I heard the most beautiful voice that I ever heard.
"Hi, can I help you?"
I turn around and I see a beautiful blonde smiling. I look at her and, she is just perfect. But wait.
"Wow. You're blind" Wait. Did I actually just say that?
She chuckles (and it's the cutest I have ever heard too). "Yes, I am and apparently you are not".
"No! I mean, yes! It's just…" God, girl put yourself together. "It's just that you're working in a bookshop so it's not common. I'm sorry"
"It's okay, you are not the first one who told me that." She said laughing.
I'm smiling so hard. Wait. Did her laugh just made me giddy? God. She is so hypnotizing. I need to know her.
"I was rude. Sorry. Can we start again? Hello, I'm Santana and you?"
"Good morning Santana. I am Quinn nice to meet you. Do you need anything?". I like how my name sound in her mouth. And Quinn. Quinn. I like it. It suits her.
"No actually I was just… You know what, it's not important. I just saw this place and I wanted to see".
"Well, feel free to look around".
It's when she says that that I see a dog at her feet, looking at me, wagging its tail, its head resting on its paws. It could be a good way to talk with this pretty blonde.
"Well, well, well. Who is this beautiful boy?" I say walking to him. The dog looks up and goes back and forth looking at me and Quinn. I look at Quinn and see a proud mama face.
"That's Romeo. My guide dog. You can pet him if you want, he loves it." She said without looking directly at me of course, but her head pointing in my direction.
"Romeo?"
Quinn looks down blushing. I like that. She is cute when she blushes. Who am I kidding? It's been 5 minutes since I know her, and I am already smitten. How is that possible? "Well, when I learned that I would have him I was reading Romeo and Juliette. So, I thought it made sense at the time. And now I think it fits him because he is such a charmer." Quinn shrugs.
"Seems fare. Nice to meet you Romeo. You too Quinn."
Quinn is smiling and blushing so hard. It's probably a good sign. I hope she likes me because I want to get to know her. I don't know why. There is just this vibe about her, I feel like she is special, she makes me happy which is weird because I never felt that before and I barely know her name.
But I like it.
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