She's Worth It ch. 8
As much as I want to make sure that Santana is okay but I still have to go class and go to rehearsals for an upcoming play at NYADA that I'm that landed the starring role in although I'm even more excited for both girls to come see me in it. When I left this morning with Kurt, he bombards me with questions about the Latina and why was she was doing in my apartment among others as I give rather vague answers that wouldn't give away her situation as it's not my story to tell. If the jazz singer wants the male diva to know then she should be the one to tell him as my pale companion tells me that I should careful as I don't know a lot about this girl and that she could end up robbing Quinn and I blind. If that was true then she wouldn't have continue to stay at our place if that was her intention. Santana would have plenty of time to do that while Quinn and I were at school and leaving without a trace so Kurt's logic is flawed at best.
NYADA is the school of my dreams with a quite a reputation of housing a wide range of talents that go on to become well known on Broadway although originally I had my heart set on Julliard but unfortunately it doesn't have a theater program. It was a bit of a setback but I was going to become a Broadway star and move to New York if it was the last thing that I do as I promise myself that I would get out of Lima and prove to everyone that ever doubted me that I was meant to be a star. I have always been able to singing before I could even walk and dancing ballet came naturally as my father placed me in singing and dance class as well as competition since I was three years old, working hard because I love singing more than anything. I remember telling myself that I needed applause to live as I was a bit melodramatic at the time and being a spoiled only child, I was definitely entitled as I know that I had difficulties making friends.
For the longest time, I have been called selfish, annoying, bossy, egotistical and a diva among other names as I couldn't fathom why people thought that but I like to think that I mellowed out since leaving Lima and my fashion sense has improved. Living in a small town like Lima, Ohio with two openly gay father was an… interesting experience while dealing with closed minded people that always seem to have opinion on something that they knew nothing about and school was even worse. The head cheerleader there had started a tradition of throwing slushies in anyone's face who were at the bottom of the social hierarchy along with being thrown into dumpsters and having our locker broken into. I have brought this to the attention of our inadequate principle, hoping that he would put a stop to the bullying but finding no such luck as it continue all the way until my final year for which I can't say that I miss anything there.
I have been back to Lima but only for the holidays to see my fathers but other than that, I wouldn't have a reason to go back at all as New York has always felt like I was meant to be as I'm no longer the small town girl with big dream as I'm a big city girl with a goal that I will accomplish. Things were great until I had to go to my Advance Dance class with Cassandra July who seems to have it out for me in particular even I haven't done anything to warrant her specific type of humiliation. I don't know what she has against me but I feel like she's jealous of my talent and drive which makes her feel inferior as there's a video of her on the internet, having a mental breakdown while the influence. The thing that's making the class somewhat bearable is my friend Brody who's quite handsome if I was into that sort of thing as there was times that he could be a bit of flirt in the beginning but he quickly realize that I wasn't remotely interested.
He was a bit hurt but immediately accepted my offer of friendship although Quinn thinks that he's a bit suspect but couldn't quite put her finger on the reason why as I assumed that it was because I had told her about his attempts at courtship. It was easier talking to Brody about Cassandra than Kurt since he has the class with me as I had to listen to her insult and talk down me the whole time while making me do the choreography repeatedly. The dancer tells me to hang in there as the only reason why I'm getting picked on is because our dance teacher feels threaten by me as I'm starting to believe that's what it is before parting to change into my regular clothes. I meet Kurt outside before heading back to my place as he tells me about applying for a job at and he seems excited about it although I couldn't wait to get home and just relax.
We easily found Quinn and Santana along with Blaine talking and eating Thai food before stealing a piece from the raven haired woman, inquiring about what they were talking about which causes the two NYU students blush profusely. The jazz singer laughs quietly as the male diva settles next to his boyfriend while I sit in between the girls on the couch as the writer shares some of her food with me which I'm more than happy about as I'm starving. The conversion flow easily between us although Santana was more quiet and withdrawn than usual as I want to know what was going on but I knew that this wasn't the time or the place for it. Kurt zero in on it before inquiring about where the jazz singer was from and what does she do for a living causing her to stiffen slightly next to me as I discreetly place my hand on her knee, glaring at my best friend.
"Kurt, leave Santana alone. You're being quite rude"
"Well excuse me for being concerned about my best friend allowing some random living in her apartment" Kurt scoffs, crossing his arms. "I figure that it's job to find out as much about her as possible to make sure that she's not some ax murderer"
"Babe, I don't think that-"
"No, it's okay Blaine" Santana said setting her food on the coffee table. "I ain't got nothing to hide especially from Gayward Collins over here so ask your questions"
"How did you meet Rachel and Quinn?" Kurt asked raising an eyebrow.
"We met at this club that karaoke not far from here"
"Where are you from? Have any family and why aren't you staying with them?"
"Kurt" I warned.
"I'm from Lima, Ohio where most of my family is still living and I don't exactly have the money to go back. Malibu Barbie and the Hobbit offered me their place while I figure out my shit" Santana said leaning back into the couch, raising an eyebrow. "Does that answer your all of your question? Got any more?"
"For the time being" Kurt said mirroring Santana's position.
I swear that these two are going to be the death of me and not in a good way as I rub my temples, feeling an incoming headache emerging but I'm glad that the Q&A is over as Blaine change the subject to a much lighter one. It start off about what Santana's taste in music was and the two instantly click over Amy Winehouse and Anita Baker as her eyes instantly light up which makes me happy to see her like this, leaning into Quinn's side. It was a couple hours before Blaine and Kurt decide to head home while the Latina sits on the couch with a notebook, scribbling something on it as I couldn't help be a little curious as to what she's writing about. I try to peek over her shoulder only to have the notebook close before I could get a good look as the jazz singer looks up at me with a unimpressed look on her face as I give her apologetic look.
"You know that you could've just asked, Dwarf"
"Would you have actually let me see what you were writing? And you're not that much taller than me" I pouts.
"It's just nickname, Rachel and I'm still taller than you so yeah" Santana said smirking.
"You're so infuriating sometimes" I said shaking my head.
"Yeah well, I'm pretty sure that I told you that already" Santana said continuing her writing. "Besides you guys love me. I keeps it real and I'm hilarious"
"That may be true but you can an ass at times and we wouldn't have it any other way" Quinn said coming in the room, water bottle in hand.
Santana's hand stops writing for a moment, her body stiffens for a moment before looking up at us for a moment as a array of emotions flashes across her body then looks down at her notebook. I look at my girlfriend, eyebrow furrow slightly before she mouths that I show give her some space and I want the Latina to feel comfortable around us enough to tell us what's going on in her head but I know that it's gonna take time and patience. I think that I've improve with being patient with some things but I still get the urge to press for things although in this situation, I don't think that it would be a good idea as if the jazz singer needs to take time to get over certain things that happened.
I lean over to kiss the top of her head before telling her that if she needs anything that we'll be in our room and our door will always be open which she makes a lewd comment about our sex life. The NYU student lightly smacks her upside the head, shaking her head while following me towards our bedroom as I look out the window while feeling a warm body pressed against my back, arms around my waist. I turn in my girlfriend's arms so I could look into her hypnotic eyes, wrapping my arms around her neck as I pull her in close to mesh our lips together, hoping to convey how much I love and appreciate her.
"Not that I'm complaining or anything but what was that for?" Quinn asked raising an eyebrow
"I need a reason to kiss my incredibly amazing and sexy girlfriend" I said smiling.
"Sexy girlfriend, huh? Anyone that I might know because I think that she may get a little jealous that you're here with me instead of her" Quinn teases.
"I think that she'll be okay with it as long as she doesn't find out" I said nibbling on her bottom lip.
"You're such a bad girl, Rach" Quinn mutters against my lips. "And I think that you need to be taught a lesson"
"Yes, I need to be punish"
"Have you found her yet?" I asked getting impatient.
"Don't worry Brittany, I'm good at my job and once I find her, I bring her to you but remember what my fee for this little indiscretion"
"Yeah, yeah you can have whatever you want as long as you find my bitch" I said rolling my eyes.
"Gucci" he said clicking over.
Soon, soon San will be back in my arms again and she'll never leave me ever again. I'll make her see that no one will ever be able to love like I do. We're bonded for life and til until her last dying breath.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off
End of ch. 8