I'm a little nervous about Rachel coming to my house. My family is a little overwhelming. When I say a little I mean they can almost suffocate you to death. They mean well but they don't always do well. I take a deep breath before I pull into our driveway.
I hear Rachel laughing as she steps out of her car. "What's so funny?" I ask her.
"My house is 5 houses to the left of yours Santana." She says before she starts laughing again. But this time I join along.
"Rachel, you should know that my family is a little overwhelming." She just smiles and nods her head.
"That's fine." I lead her into my house to the kitchen. Of course my mom was at the counter cooking.
"Hey mom, I hope you don't mind I brought a friend home." I say as I kiss my mom on the cheek.
My mom looks Rachel up and down, "Nice to meet you, I'm Sara Lopez."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Rachel Berry." Rachel smiles and shakes my mom's hand.
"Oh! You're the girl form Santana's Glee group, the one who has the wonderful voice!" My mom says with excitement.
"Thank you Mrs. Lopez. Santana also has a wonderful voice." My mom nods her head.
"My Santy sure does! I wish she sung more. When she was a child she use to go around singing all the time. She would always sing to Brittany." I think my moms trying to embarrass me now.
"Enough about my life mami! Me and Rach are going to go hang out in my room." I say before my mom can say anything else blackmail worthy.
I rush Rachel up all the 3 floors, "Santana, my legs aren't as long as yours!" Rachel yelps.
"Come on Rachel, one more floor to my room." I tell her. The attic was turned into my room as my 13th birthday present. It was my sanctuary, my 'happy' zone as B would call it. My room looked like something from 'Cribs'. I watch Rachel take in my room; she looks around slowly making sure she doesn't miss anything. Rachel's eyes go wide as her eyes land on my book shelf.
"You have a Bebe Neuwirth autograph! And a picture of the two of you together!" For someone who had just complained about their legs being too small, moved quite quickly across the room.
"Yeah, I saw the Addams Family. I waited outside the door until she came out like a crazed fan." I say with a fond smile.
"When did you go? You haven't been out of school except that time you were suspended." I can't help but laugh.
"I was never suspended, well at least this year. I just didn't want people to know that I was going to New York to watch a musical marathon. That is something that would kill anyone's rep." I say sarcastically.
"I am completely envious of you Santana! So this area entirely yours?" Rachel asks, even though she is still reading all the titles of my books. Half of them were scripts from my favorite's musicals and plays.
"Yeah, it's sort of like a loft. It has a small kitchen place. So if I want to make popcorn or something I don't have to walk all the way down stairs. There's a master bathroom and an elevator too." Rachel frowns.
"So you made me run up all those stairs just for the heck of it?" I smirk at her as I move to sit on my bed.
"Since I don't have Cheerio's anymore I like to exercise whenever I get a chance." Rachel nods in agreement and moves towards my bed.
"So what do you want to?" Rachel asks me.
"I hadn't really planned that far in advanced." I say sheepishly.
"How about you help me pick my new style? As much as I love argyle, it is very hard to find in my size. It also keeps you very hot." I nod my head in agreement and reach for my laptop.
"I want to keep my skirts though," I nod my head in agreement.
"So do the majority of boys at out school, as much as they make fun of you they love your skirts." Rachel just blushes and looks down.
"Well, they are really comfortable. But I just want something fresh, and new." I think about what she said until I get an idea.
"Let's go to that new store, Forever 21! It just opened in the mall. There's a little of everything there. I bet we could even fin you some cute sweaters that won't make you look like a grandmother."
"That sounds cool. Have you gone yet?" Rachel asks.
"No, Britt and I were supposed to go but…" I drift of as I remember the plans that we had made together.
"I understand. Quinn was supposed to take me to the new vegan restaurant they're building across town." I can see tears in Rachel's eyes.
"Don't cry. Quinn's just being stupid. By the end of the week we'll have Quinn begging on her knees for you to take her back." I say as I wipe away her tears with my thumb.
"Thanks Santana, I know she's been horrible to me but I just can't help loving her." Rachel sniffles but tries to smile.
"How about we go to your house so that we can get some of your stuff, and then we can come back and have a movie marathon. We can watch all the musicals you want, I even have some boot-leg ones." I smile as soon as I hear Rachel laugh.
"Isn't that illegal?" Rachel asks with a smile.
"Nope, it's illegal to video tape a Broadway show. But it's legal to own one." I say as I help Rachel off my bed.
"That's good to know. Anyway, it would be cool if we could go to my house. I'm pretty sure your pajamas won't fit me. Curse my shortness." I openly laugh at her.
"You make it work for you though. Let's take the elevator this time chica." I turn to see Rachel smiling. Not the smile she's been giving me this whole afternoon. But a smile that reached her eyes.
And just like that, Rachel Berry had wormed her way into my heart; forever.
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