"Okay, what is it?"
"You should ask Rachel if you could stay with her?"
"Hell no!"
"Please, for me?"
"Ugh…okay, but only for you. I'll call you later baby."
"Okay, oh and I got my letter from NYADA, so I'll tell you about it later when you call me."
"Okay, I love you baby."
"Love you too."
~End of phone call~
Okay, I guess I could call Rachel the worst she could say is no right?
~On the phone~
"Hello?"
"Hey, Berry it's me."
"Oh hello Santana how may I help you?"
"So, I need to ask you a flavor."
"Okay, what is it?"
"My so-called dad found out I was a lesbian, and well he kicked me out, and I kind of need some place to stay. So I was wondering if I could stay with you."
"First of all, I want to say that I'm sorry to hear that. My daddy found out about Quinn and I, and lets just say that it didn't go so well, and he's trying to make it up to me. So yes, you can move in with me until we get our own place in NY right?"
"Yeah, that's if I got accepted, before I had that fight with my so-called dad. I got a letter from NYU."
"That's great, well not the fight of course. I just know you got accepted. I got my letter from NYADA today and I'm scared to open it."
"Well I don't know, but when I come over do you want to open it together?"
"Great Idea Santana, I'll see you when you get here."
"Okay, see you then thanks Berry."
"Sure, no problem."
"Bye."
"Goodbye, Santana."
~End of phone call~
So, I put my phone away, and drove over Rachel's house.
~Rachel's P.O.V~
I can't believe that Santana chose me of all people to live with. I knew we became friends ever since I started secretly dating Quinn. I put my phone in my pocket and walked down stairs my parents were sitting watching TV on separate couches witch is odd. But we're kind of still pissed off at daddy. Though, things have calmed down a bit. So I walked into the living room. After folding my letter and putting in my pocket.
"Dad, I was wondering if my friend Santana Lopez could move in with us?"
"Umm before I say yes, I want to know why?"
"Well Santana's dad found out about her being a lesbian and in love with her best friend Brittany. Who happens to be my other friend, then they started fighting and her dad said some mean words and he kicked her out. So she called and asked if she could stay here until we all move to NY."
"You all, moving to NY who's all going?"
"Brittany and I are going to NYADA. Quinn and Santana are going to NYU."
"But, only if they get accepted right?"
"Yeah, but it's a known fact that we going to NY."
"Okay, so now that I know what's going on? Sure she can stay for as long as needed be."
"So, I have no say in this?"
"What do you have to say now huh? Is there more gay bashing you want to do?"
"Well no could of asked though." As he held his head down.
"Daddy, can Santana stay with us?"
"Yes, she can and thank you." Then the door bell ranged and it was Santana and she looked sad and upset, but she tried not to show it. So I moved out the way so she can come in fully.
"Hello, my name is Leroy Berry, and this is my husband James Berry. It's nice to meet you Santana."
"It's a pleasure to meet you as well Santana, please make yourself at home."
"Thanks, I um appreciate you letting me stay here."
"Sure, there are some rules though."
"Okay."
"Curfew is 11:30 on school nights and 1:00am on weekends. When Brittany and Quinn come over, there will be any open door policy. No sex when were home, I'm not dumb enough to think you guys are not going to have sex. So, just be safe and careful especially you Rachel, with Quinn's penis and all. Keep your grades up, no fighting, keep your room clean. Other then that welcome to the family Santana. We are happy to have you here."
"Okay, Mr. Berry I can do that."
"Santana were family now call me Leroy or dad which ever you prefer, I'm sorry about what happened with your father."
"Thanks, Leroy. So which room is mine?"
"Upstairs 2nd door on the left."
"Thanks again."
"Sure, unpack dinner will be ready at 7:30pm."
"Leroy and James, I want to say thanks for everything."
"You're welcome, honey."
With that said we walked upstairs to her room. As I sit on her bed I began to wonder and second guess myself. I mean what if I didn't get in, and everyone else did. My heart will surely break.
"So, are you ready to see if got accepted or not?" Santana asked taking her letter out her backpack.
"Yeah, minds as well see what the future holds for us."
"Okay, God knows I wants to go to NY."
"Yeah, okay on the count of 3" I said taking my letter out my pocket.
We both took a deep breath in…
"1, 2, 3 open." I said as I opened my letter.
"Let me go first." Santana said with a smile on her face.
"Okay." With a smile on my face as well.
"Dear Ms. Lopez:
Congratulations! On behalf of the Dean, facility, and students, it is my pleasure to welcome you to New York University School of Law. You have been admitted to the fall semester. As a member of the class of 2015, you will have a heavy work load, but with determination, passion and drive. We feel that your light will shine very brightly here at New York University School of Law.
We have a proud record of hundreds of students, who graduate from New York University School of Law, that become very successful attorneys. We are sure you're going to continue with our tradition. If you could, we would like you to please visit our campus at your earliest connivance. Once again Congratulations, on your acceptance to our school.
Please read the enclose material. It has everything you need to know, about campus life, dormitories, tuitions, and financial aid. We hope to see you in August. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to give me a call at 1(877) 763-2951 ext. 3413
Sincerely,
Amelia Romano
Associate to the Dean of admissions"
"Wow, I'm so proud of you. I knew you could do it."
"Thanks berry, so what does your letter say?"
"Well I'm glad you asked because, I got into NYADA. You know the National Youth Academy of Dramatic Arts, in the fabulous New York City. I can't believe it Santana after 4 years of that hell hole. I finally made it NY.""Yeah I know, but hey do you think Q and B made it?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure."
"Let's call them to make sure."
"Okay."
~Quinn's P.O.V~
I continue to stare at my letter. 'Okay I'm just going to open' I say to myself and I take a deep breath in and open the letter. 'Dear Ms. Fabray we are happy to inform you that you're accepted into New York University School of Medicine… AHHHH.' My mom comes running back into the kitchen.
"Quinn, what wrong?"
"Mom I got into NYU medical school."
"That's great honey Congratulations."
"Thanks, I got to call …"
"Aaron, your boyfriend right?"
"Right, yeah. Oh plus Santana and Brittany."
Then she left the room and I text Aaron then I called Rachel.
"From: Quinn
Just wanted to tell you that I got into NYU.
From: Aaron
Awesome, babe I got into NYU too
From: Quinn
Great ttyl
From: Aaron
Okay"
Okay time to call my girls. Rachel's first of course.
~On the phone~
"Hello?"
"Hey baby."
"Oh my God baby guess what?"
"What?"
"I got into NYADA today."
"Wow, that really great. So, I got into NYU today."
"Really, so it looks like were all going to NY like planned?"
"Yeah, looks like it."
"So, I miss you so much… hold on a second, I have another call."
"Okay."
I clicked over to Brittany
"Hello?"
"Hey Quinn, just wanted to tell you that I got into NYADA."
"You don't seem to happy about it."
"Well lord tubbington open and read my letter, before I could. So not cool, and he won't stop smoking. Can you talk to him?"
"Umm well first off I'm sure he didn't mean to open it he probity it was something for him" And what am I saying! The things we do for her.
"Your right, okay not mad anymore. So any news from NYU?"
"I got in."
"Awesome san coming over, so we can have celebratory sex, because san got in to NYU as well."
"Okay, so Rachel got into NYADA as well…oh Rachel's still on the other line. I got to go."
"Bye Q."
"Bye B."
I clicked back over to Rachel
"Baby, you still there."
"Yes, I'm still here."
"I'm so sorry."
"It's okay I was just thinking anyways."
"About what?"
"You and what I want to do to you right now!"
"What do you want to do?"
"You, all day and night."
"Oh I like the sound of that."
"You will never guess how wet I am, right now."
"How wet?"
"Dripping, baby dripping."
"Oh shit baby you got me so hard."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah."
"Oh shit I got to go sorry babe."
"Wait…you just gone leave me like this."
"I'll take care of it later, I promise."
"Damn Rach…So fucking cool baby."
"I know, but I really got to go."
"Okay, love you."
"Love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I've never been so pissed off at Rachel in my life.
