Here's chapter five!
Finn had formulated a plan. He wasn't quite sure if the plan would work, but at least he had a plan. Call Laurie and get Rachel's number, it was as simple as that. All he had to do was get him mom to give him Laurie's phone number. He found his mom in the kitchen of their house, chopping up onions for dinner. She turned around when she heard Finn enter the room, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Hi, Finn," she said. "What's going on?" She had them walk out of the room so she could take a break from the onions. She grabbed a Kleenex on her way out and rubbed the tears from her eyes.
"Hey mom," he replied. "You know that engagement party we went to on Saturday? The one for Ronald and Laurie? Do you think that I could possibly have Laurie's phone number?" He waited for her response, hoping she would give him the number without any further questions.
No such luck. His mother gave him a confused look. "Why on earth would you want Laurie's phone number?"
"Because," he began, trying to figure out how he could explain the situation to his mother without making her have a million questions from him. "Because there was someone at the party, and I need to know how to reach them. I figured that Laurie could help me out."
"Who are you trying to find?" his mom asked. "Maybe I could help you out. I knew most of the people there."
He inwardly groaned. It was his own fault for having such a close relationship with him mother and always telling her everything. "It was the girl who sang that song on stage, Laurie's cousin Rachel," Finn said. He saw his mother raise an eyebrow. "We met on Friday and I can't get in touch with her. Can you please help me out?"
His mother smiled as she grabbed her phone. "The things I do for you." She scrolled through her contact list. "Okay, are you ready? It's 567-004-9874."
Finn quickly added the number to his contact list. "Thanks mom, you're the best." He then ran off toward his bedroom so he could make a very important phone call.
Santana sat down on Rachel's bed and smiled up at Rachel. They were quickly becoming friends, and both were thrilled. They decided to spend some time together just hanging out, while they weren't stuck in an overcrowded theatre with all of their competitors.
Santana was in the middle of giving Rachel the story of how amazing her audition was. "So, I walked into the audition room and saw the three judges. The first two were pretty nice, and the other one seemed pretty mean."
"I know!" Rachel cut in. "The first two judges were super nice, but the third one was a total jerk to me the entire time."
"The entire time?" Santana questioned. "During my audition, he turned out to be my favorite. By the end of it, we figured out that he knows my family very well! I think I have a good shot at making it!"
"He actually talked to you?" Rachel asked. "He never even said one word to me, until he cut me off in the middle of my audition and told me that he had heard enough. It was the audition I have been preparing for my whole life, and I totally blew it."
"Come on, Rachel, you didn't blow it. I'm sure you did great," Santana attempted to calm Rachel down.
"No I didn't! The judges made it pretty clear that they don't want me when they totally cut off my performance half way through and ask me to leave the room. Let's face it, Santana, I'm not Broadway material."
"Rachel, one bad audition doesn't mean anything. It's their fault if they don't realize how great you are. You are going to make it in the Broadway business, I know it. Don't let these stupid men get you down. Okay?"
"Do you really mean that?" Rachel asked. "Do you really think that I can make it onto Broadway?"
"Of course," Santana promised. She stood up from the bed, "Come on, let's go and do something fun to get your mind off of this musical."
Finn dialed Laurie's number into his phone. He held the phone to his ear, and listened to it ring. The phone rang six times before he heard noise on the other end of the line and eventually a "hello" came through the phone.
"Hi, Laurie?" he began. "It's Finn, Carole's daughter."
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Finn! What a surprise! How are you?"
"I'm great. Thanks for asking," Finn responded. He took a deep breath; he had always hated talking on the phone. "I guess you're wondering why I am calling, right?"
"You could say that!" Laurie's laugh came through the phone. "Did you need something?"
"Yes, I was actually calling about your cousin, Rachel," Finn said. "I met her on Friday, and didn't get her number, and I was wondering if you might have any idea of where I might be able to find her. Do you know of any places she likes to spend time at or anything like that?"
"Finn, all I can really tell you is that she loves musicals. I know she recently had an audition, for some play, but other than that I can't really help you. I don't see Rachel often enough to know where she would be spending her free time, sorry."
"No, that's okay," Finn said in a disappointed voice. "Thank you for your help."
"Anytime, Finn. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye," Finn hung up the phone and threw it on his bed. He needed a lead. He just needed to know one thing about her that would help him out. But until he figured that out, it was back to square one.
Santana and Rachel finished up the ice cream cones that they had just purchased. Santana had brought Rachel out to an ice cream parlor in attempt to distract Rachel from her audition for West Side Story. She was worried that the plan had failed at first because of the frown that was plastered across Rachel's face, but when two little twin boys came inside and started playing with their toys while their parents ordered the ice cream, Rachel began to forget about the audition. After that, Santana was able to get a conversation going with Rachel to keep her mind distracted.
The two girls exited the ice cream parlor, and got into Santana's car. They happily sang along to the radio together, and Santana was pretty sure she might have gotten Rachel to completely forget about West Side Story. Well, that was the case until they drove past a huge billboard advertising the musical. Santana dared a glance over at Rachel, who bowed her head in disappointment for a moment before recomposing herself.
Rachel took a few deep breaths and cleared her mind once again. She refused to let this one stupid audition get to her. Santana was right; everyone got rejected at some point. She was determined to make it big on Broadway, and she was going to make sure she did. Other auditions would come along for Rachel, and until then she just had to be happy for Santana. She was happy for Santana, and she would support her the whole way through.
They arrived back at Rachel's house and walked inside the house. Rachel suggested that they go and watch a movie, but Santana's phone began to ring.
"Hello?" Santana answered the phone cautiously because the caller ID came up as unknown.
"Hello, is a Santana Lopez there?" a man asked her.
"She's speaking," Santana said. "Who is this?" She shrugged her shoulders at Rachel, who was giving her a questioning look.
"This is Brad Dunkin, from the West Side Story production. I'm calling to inform you that you have qualified for callbacks. You'' receive a letter in the mail with further instructions. Congratulations."
"Really?" Santana asked excitedly. "Thank you so much for the call!"
"Yep, I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon!" the man said. "Goodbye."
"Bye," Santana said before ending the call.
"Who was that?" Rachel asked as she watched Santana slip her cell phone into her back pocket.
"I got the callback!" Santana exclaimed.
"Really? Congratulations! You deserve it!" Rachel replied, honestly happy for Santana.
"Thanks Rachel! Listen, I have to go and tell my parents and grandma, they are going to be so excited. I'll talk to you soon."
"Okay," Rachel said and walked Santana to the door. "Tell me how they react to the news. I want to hear all about it!"
"I'll call you tonight," Santana promised, walking out to her car.
Rachel shut the door behind her and rested her head back against it. She took several deep breaths. She was not going to let this get to her.
Finn rushed upstairs to his bedroom when he heard his phone ringing. He picked it up and read the caller ID: Santana. He answered the phone and placed it against his ear. "Hey, Santana, what's up?"
"I got the callback!" Santana practically screamed into his ear. "They just called me a few minutes ago with the news!"
"Really, that's great, Santana!" Finn replied. "Do you know when you have to go back in?"
"They said that they would email me with more information," Santana explained. "When I told my abuela she practically fainted! You should have seen it!"
"I'm sure it was a sight to see," he said
"Finn, we need to celebrate. You should come over. Are you doing anything right now?"
"I'll be there in 10."
Finn arrived to Santana's house soon after their phone call, and when Santana opened the front door he pulled her in for a huge congratulatory hug.
"Congratulations, Santana! I knew you would get the part!"
"Thanks! I am so excited about this! Just think about it, I'm going to be one of those people who gets to sing on a stage in front of an audience! They'll be giving me a standing ovation! I can't even wrap my mind around it!"
"You'll do great up there," Finn said. "You'll knock them dead!"
Santana laughed at her friend's enthusiasm. "Oh, Finn, when my dad heard the news, he went out and bought a huge cake for us. There is some in the kitchen if you want some."
"Do I want some," Finn laughed, knowing that she already knew what his answer would be.
Santana moved to follow him into the kitchen, but her phone began to ring. "Just a minute, Finn. Let me answer this and I'll be right there." She clicked the answer button. "Hello?"
"Santana? It's Rachel."
Santana could hear some tears through the phone. "Rachel? Are you okay? I told you not to let this get to you. You'll be on Broadway!"
"No, Santana, I'm not crying because of that. I just got a call. I got the callback."
"Rachel! That's amazing! Congratulations! I knew you would get it!"
"Thanks Santana, for everything. You're a great friend."
"It's no problem, Rachel," Santana replied. "I have to go, I have some company over right now. I'll call you later."
"Okay, talk to you soon."
Santana hung up the phone and then walk back into the kitchen.
"Who was on the phone?" Finn asked through a mouth full of cake.
"A girl from auditions," Santana said, grabbing herself a slice of cake. They sat down at the table to eat their dessert.
"So, Santana, I need some more advice about Rachel," Finn began.
"Rachel? Who's Rachel," Santana asked.
"The girl I told you about. Rachel Berry," Finn clarified.
Santana's jaw dropped. His mystery girl was Rachel? She smiled to herself. She had some scheming to do.
Sorry for any mistankes I typed this in a hurry! :(