Here is chapter six! Enjoy!

It had been two weeks since Rachel and Santana had received the calls for their call backs. Santana had breezed through call backs for Anita, and got the call that she got the part a few days ago. Rachel's call back had gone the same as it did the first time. The first two judges had absolutely lived her performance, but the third critical judge had cut her off and asked her to leave.

What was his problem anyways? He had treated Rachel and her audition like dirt, but given her the callback anyways. What was she doing wrong? He just adored Santana, what was so terrible about Rachel?

Nevertheless, Rachel was confident, and knew she was destined for great things. No matter what that stupid critical judge said.

Santana sat in the driver's seat of her car on her way to work. She worked as a waitress at a small restaurant on the other side of town. Santana hate her job. Dealing with customers all day and their petty complaints wasn't exactly her calling.

Santana may have hated her job, but she loved the travel time. Santana had a rather large family, so her amount of alone time was very limited. The 20 minutes that it took her to get to work was the only time she really had to herself, and she cherished every second of it. The driving time gave her a chance to really think about things. Today, thoughts of Finn's mystery girl confession filled her mind. She never would have guessed that his dress shop girl was Rachel. She also never would have guessed that Rachel was one for believing in fate so much. Rachel seemed like such a control-freak. But, who wouldn't be upset when their dreams seemed to be falling apart?

Santana liked Rachel, and thought she would be a perfect fit for Finn. Unlike his last girlfriend, Quinn. Quinn was always bossing Finn around, and treating him like dirt. Santana constantly told him that he should break up with her, but he never listened to her and continued to let Quinn treat him the way she did. The only reason they broke up after their yearlong relationship was because Finn found out Quinn was cheating on him for seven of the twelve months. Santana had to deal with Finn moping around for weeks before he finally got over Quinn. She kept trying to set him up with different girls, but he always declined them, stating that he was interested. He one short "fling" with another girl last summer, but that was the only girl he showed any interest in since the Quinn incident. So, Santana was happy for Finn and Rachel. The problem was that she needed to find a way for them to meet.

The easiest solution was to simply introduce them and let them reconnect on their own, but she couldn't under the circumstances. Rachel wanted them to meet by chance, so she would know that it was meant to be. Santana couldn't just casually bring them together. It had to happen on its own, or seem like it did at least. Santana also couldn't let Finn know that she knew Rachel either. She knew he would bug her constantly to try to find out more about Rachel.

Santana pulled into the parking lot at work and parked her car in the usual spot. She needed a plan for Finn and Rachel, and she needed one soon.

Rachel poured her freshly popped popcorn into a bowl and headed to the living room to have herself a movie day. She had thrown on some sweatpants and a T-shirt to relax in, and brought all of her favorite musicals down to the living room to enjoy. Her father was out for the day and Santana had to work, so Rachel had no plans for the day. She loved movie days, even though she constantly wished she had someone to watch the movies with her.

The first movie on her list was her absolute favorite: Funny Girl. She always loved Barbara Streisand and anything she stared in. She even enjoyed movies like Meet the Fockers from time to time.

Just as Rachel was about to start her movie marathon, the phone began to ring. She got out of the blanket cocoon she made for herself on the couch and went to answer the phone. She checked the caller ID: Unknown. She picked up the phone and said "Hello?"

"Hello, is a Rachel Berry there?"

"Speaking," Rachel replied. "May I ask who is calling?"

"This is Paul Erickson, from auditions and call backs," the man replied.

Rachel thought back for a moment. Paul Erickson? The name rang a bell, but she couldn't quite remember who he was. Maybe he was playing one of the Jets? Possibly one of the Sharks? Just then the name clicked, he was the judge with the camera! "Hello, Paul!" Rachel said. "May I help you with something?"

"Yes, if its okay, would you mind coming down to the theatre one more time? We would like to talk to you about something."

Rachel paused, what would they need to talk to her about? Santana didn't need to go to the theatre again. She received a phone call to tell her the news, end of story. "Sure," Rachel responded. "What did you need to talk to me about?"

"We can talk more when you get here. Is three o'clock okay?" Paul asked.

"Sure, three sounds good. I'll see you then," Rachel said. "Goodbye." She hung up the phone. She wasn't sure whether to be confused or worried. What could they possibly have to talk to her about? She didn't do anything wrong that would keep her from being able to play the part. And as far as she knew, being given a part didn't require being face to face. Rachel decided to let it go for the time being and just focus on her movies until she had to leave for her meeting in a few hours.

Santana was about to start waiting on her fifth customer of the day. Already she had a family of six (torturous, most of the kids were under the age of six), an elderly couple (not to bad, could have been much worse), a middle-aged couple (the woman accidentally spilled her tea all over her meal and demanded more food, she could have been a bit more polite), and a young woman who only gave her one dollar as a tip. One could say that Santana was hoping for someone easy to take care of.

She rounded the corner to the table, and sighed in relief when she saw Finn smiling back at her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked excitedly, walking up to his table.

"I was bored at home so I decided to come and visit you," Finn replied. "How's work today?"

"The usual," Santana sighed. "What do you want to drink?"

"The usual," Finn mimicked his friend, making her smile. "And the same to eat too."

"Coming right up!" Santana said before heading back towards the kitchen. She poured him a cold glass of root beer and put his order in for the chef. She then headed back to his table and placed his drink on the table. "So, Finn, any news on this Rachel girl?"

"Nothing new," Finn said dejectedly. "I have no idea how to even begin looking for her. Her cousin was no help and I walk by the dress shop everyday, but she's never there. I'm out of ideas."

"You said her name is Berry right?" Santana asked, pretending to be curious about his mystery girl.

"Yeah, Rachel Berry," Finn confirmed.

"I'll keep an eye out for her," Santana said. "Don't worry, we will find her."

"Thanks Santana," Finn said. He glanced around the restaurant, "Now stop being such a terrible waitress and go check on your other customers!"

Santana laughed and shook her head as she walked away. "Watch it mister, or I'll slip something in your food!"

Rachel arrived at the theatre at three o'clock on the dot. She nervously entered and looked around for any sign of Paul. When she couldn't find him, she took a seat off to the side of the room and waited for him to arrive.

She was able to watch two whole movies at home before she had to get ready to leave, and she wasn't able to watch one of them since her mind was too busy thinking of what might happen with Paul.

It wasn't much longer of a wait before the doors to the theatre opened and a man walked in. Rachel stood up and back to walk forward, but stopped when she realized that it was not Paul that had just entered the theatre. She recognized him immediately. It was the critical man from auditions, Victor Blackstone.

Rachel hoped that maybe Victor wouldn't see her and she could continue to wait on Paul in peace. Unfortunately, Victor noticed Rachel right away and walked over to her.

"Hello, Miss Berry," Victor said politely.

"Hello," Rachel replied shyly. "I'm waiting here for Paul."

"I know," Victor said. "I was the one that asked Paul to get you to come here."

"What?" Rachel asked in confusion.

"Come along, Rachel, let's take a walk," Victor said to Rachel. He waited for Rachel to come closer to him before he began to walk through the halls of the theatre. "I suppose you're wondering why I asked you to come here, right?"

"Yeah," Rachel replied. "I'm definitely a little confused."

"Rachel, I've been in this business for 15 years now. I've seen many talented kids come and go. Some made it far, even as far as Broadway, and some ventured off into other areas. Rachel, I have to admit, you are one of the best young performers I've ever seen."

Rachel had to take a second to make sure she was hearing him correctly.

"I thought it would be nice to tell you in person that you got the part," he said next.

Rachel's eyes widened, "I- I got the part?"

"Yes, congratulations," Victor said. "You deserve it. You'll make it far someday."

"But during my performances you never let me finish. I thought I did something wrong," Rachel said, wondering why he had been so rude to her before.

"Rachel from the moment you first walked into that auditioning room I knew you were the Maria for us. I stopped you because we didn't need to anymore. After your audition, all three of us judges knew it was going to be you. Rachel, you have so much potential, and I look forward to working with you on this production."

"Thank you so much, Victor," Rachel said, a huge smile on her face.

"No, Rachel, thank you."

Rachel wanted to jump for joy. This was a start. A start to achieving her goals, and living her dream come true.

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