Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Inception or anything recognizable. I do however, own this plot line and a dog named Benjy

Summary: After the Glee Club, sans a few members, banned her from Glee Club, Rachel Barbra Berry makes the move to the Big Apple landing the role Ariadne in the movie Inception. As filming begins, Rachel slowly falls for her co-star, or does she?

HEY GUYS! Sorry it's been what? about 6 months...I'm so disappointed in myself. I have all these ideas for this story but...idk, I lack motivation? I think that's the word I want...sooo, what I was thinking is having a bit of a contest, the winner will be my beta, and will help me CONTINUE this story until it, and if I decide so, it's sequel, is finished!

LEGGO!

Contest: To all those interested you must attract readers! And followers! To my polyvore, twitter and of course, fanfiction!(bonus points for youtube and other polyvore/twitter!) The readers/followers MUST let me know who it is that turned their attention to my story. After about a month, possibly two, I will narrow it down to the top 5. The top 5 will get a prompt that I shall think of in the meantime, you will get exactly 2 weeks to work on it. I will post all 5 under a new story, of course crediting all writers, and telling anyone who reads to check out YOUR profiles/stories. I will post a poll and the top 2 will get one last prompt, a songfic this time, I will choose the category/song and I will post it under the story made for the top 5...create ANOTHER poll and DING DING DING! WE HAAAAAVE A WINNER! Winner becomes my beta, runner up will get...hmm...maybe the runner up can beta which ever OTHER story of mine they would like...That is, after the winner decides the second story of mine they would like to beta! GOOD LUCK!

FROM HENCE FORTH MY READERS/FOLLOWERS SHALL BE KNOWN AS ARIADITES(LIKE ERUDITE IN DIVERGENT, EXCEPT, ARIA INSTEAD OF ERU!)

GOOD LUCK! And may the odds be ever in your favor.

~Pheonix_143

Recap:

"Ready to meet your impending doom?"

"Very funny Louis."

"Oh come on! Don't tell me your nervous. Harry's the worst one of the bunch, but don't tell him I said that, although Niall is a close second, or maybe third, if you count me, but apparently I'm the worst one so..."

"Louis? You're rambling."

"Am I? I just want this to go great because their my best friends, and I know we've only been on one date but-"

"I thought it's the girl who's supposed to obsess over a possible relationship after the first date and worry over whether or not her friends will like him. Hmm..."

"Very funny Rachel."

"Just call me Fanny."

"Brice?"

"The one and only! So glad you knew that reference! That, that right there would've been a deal breaker."

"Let's go Fanny, you've got some people to meet."

"Oy vey iz mir!"

"Come on Rachel, they're waiting."

"But...what if they don't like me? What if they think I'm some weird stalker chic? What if they think I'm an obsessed fan? I mean, Harry did see my pajamas-"

"I thought they were adorable." He exclaimed while pulling me closer and closer to the door. As he opened the door, he noticed my worried face and continued, "Relax Rachel, I'm sure they'll love you! Harry loves you and he's the other half of Larry Stylinson so...Besides, you have nothing to worry about until they know for sure, you are mine." He lead me to the table that held the other boys and introduced me, "Guys, meet Rachel, Rachel meet Niall, Zayn and Liam"

"What? No introduction for me?" Harry pouted.

"I already met you you sex-crazed 5 nippled weirdo," not registering the insult before it was out, I blinked several times before everyone started chuckling.

"Oh I like her Liam! Can we keep her?! Can we?! Can we? Please?" Niall asked, dragging out the middle of the last word.

"Eh, I don't know Niall, we shall see."

"Boys, she is standing right here."

When they realized they weren't as quiet as they thought they were, Liam and Niall blushed and kept their heads down.

Rolling his eyes at the Niam display, Zayn waved his hand and said, "We've heard so much about you! Louis talks about you nonstop! It's only been two days and we have to remind him that he's with us and not living whatever dream of you he's losing himself in."

"Zayn!" Louis whines and blushes a soft pink.

"Oh really?" I smirk feeling as though I've finally got one up on the beautiful boy bander. "Tell me more!" And the morning passes on with the boys telling me all sorts of embarrassing things about Louis.

Around 10, we had all finished eating, I turned to Louis and asked if he could drop me off at the studio, since I had woken up to a text from Mr. Nolan telling me I didn't have to be in until 11. We said our goodbyes, with promises of me coming around more often, at least until they go back to London, and we were on our way.

"See? That wasn't too bad, was it?" Louis asked as we drove away.

"No, I especially loved the part where they explained, in great detail, how you got so drunk, you called Simon mommy and apologized for not being able to mow the lawn too often."

"Oh come on! That was one time! And It's not my fault my contacts jump from Mom, to Simon."

"What about Niall?"

"He's under Lucky the Leprechaun, duh."

"Oh yes, of course, how silly of me. That's not a stereotype or anything."

"Hey! He loves being called Lucky."

The rest of the drive basically consisted of random, petty arguments that made the ride pass way to quickly because next thing I know, we were outside the studio.

"Alright Rachel, I'll pick you up tomorrow after rehearsal, just text me when you're almost done, alright?"

"Sure thing Lou." I make my way out of his car, close the door behind me and make my way inside.

"Rach!"

At my name I turn around and make my way to Louis' side of the car.

"Yeah Louis?"

"Do you have a ride home?"

Smiling at his concern I nod my head and say "Yeah, my driver Sebastian is bringing my home."

Giving me his trademark smirk he nodded his head and said, "Alright Love, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye Louis." Once again I begin to walk away from Louis and attempt to make my way inside only to be stopped by his hand grasping mine.

"I hope you don't think I'm letting you walk away that easily babe." My eyes widened at his words as he continued, "You definitely need to make it up to me now."

"Yeah? And how do you suppose I do that?" I raise my eyebrow and challenge his words.

"Just come here." He steps out the car and gently pushes me against his door.

I giggle at the feel of his scruff against my neck as he kisses just behind my ear.

"We should stop, someone will see us."

His teeth tug at my ear before letting go and whispering, "That's the best part."

His lips finally find mine and we stay that way, letting our tongues fight for dominance. He obviously wins and smiles a bit as I let out a breathy chuckle to the new sensation.

"It's time you go inside Love, you've got rehearsal and I've got an interview to get ready for. I'll see you tomorrow, ok babe?"

Not finding any words I simply nod my head and for the third time begin to make my way inside, only this time, succeeding with no interruptions.

Oy vey iz mir is Yiddish for Oh, woah is me!