"Hey Lopez." Santana looked up from her gym locker and saw Natalie Rogers smiling at her.
"Hey Natalie. What's up?" she asked, opening her locker to grab something. She didn't usually come into the locker room during this period, but she'd left something in there after Cheerios practice and she had to get it. She conveniently waited until she knew Rachel had gym, however.
"Nothing, just not used to seeing you here right now." Santana shrugged, aware that Natalie was stepping closer. "Here to see someone special?"
"Actually, yes." Santana said, closing her locker before turning to see Rachel. "She's right there so if you'll excuse me." With that, she stepped past Natalie and moved towards Rachel. "Hey pretty girl."
"Hey rich girl." Rachel said, grinning at her girlfriend. They were a month into their senior year and had finally come up with a plan. Rachel was applying to NYADA and Santana was applying to Columbia. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I left my calculus book in here after practice and I knew you had gym this period, so I came to get it." Rachel smiled softly. "So you wanna go out to dinner tonight?"
"That sounds perfect. Maybe after we can go look at potential apartments online?" Rachel asked. Santana grinned and nodded. "I have to go, but I'll see you at lunch."
"For sure, baby."
"I like this one." Santana said. She and Rachel were in the garage apartment, laying on her bed in their pajamas.
"Bushwick? That's-"
"In our price range, babe. We don't want to be completely dependent on our parents and besides... I think it kind of has a little character." Santana said. Rachel smiled and nodded. "But we have awhile to keep looking. I want you to be happy."
"As long as you're there, I'm happy."