Chapter 1: meetings

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Rachel Berry entered her New York apartment on the upper east side and sank down on the couch. Her best friend and roommate Santana Lopez had once again tricked her into a day filled with endless, meaningless shopping and stopping only once to visit a subway restaurant which Santana forced them to eat on the go. As much as Rachel loved Santana, being her best friend usually results in blistered feet and an empty bank account. When they finally returned to the apartment building, Santana had stopped outside to flirt with the doorman so Rachel took the opportunity to run to the elevator and sit down as soon as possible on her comfortable corner suite. She found a comfortable position and shut her eyes, as she began to feel herself falling asleep a loud bang of the door opening woke her up.

"Okay chica, we just spent the day buying tons of hot outfits and we are going out to show them off" Santana announced, walking into the spacious living room and tutting once she saw Rachel trying to sleep.

"Oh come on San, I've been on my feet all day I'm exhausted" Rachel sighed dramatically but Santana doesn't give up that easy.

"No way grandma, I am not letting you get away this easy and who knows? Maybe you'll find a guy so you and trouty mouth can stop whatever it is that you are" Santana said abs Rachel rolled her eyes.

Sam Evans is Rachel's best friend in the world, besides Santana of course, the pair grew up together as their families were very close friends. When they started school, Rachel met Santana on the first day and would often try to get the trio to hang out more often. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case as the pair do not get along so she has to spend time with them separately but she still loves them both equally. Sam and Rachel started dating in junior year of high school and ended things a year after graduation. They were each other's first love and first time so they remained very close friends afterwards, they also partake in the casual hookup every so often when one is feeling sad or lonely. Santana finds it weird how they no longer have feelings of love towards each other but still act on the feelings of lust yet their friendship seemed very strong, she's been trying to find Rachel a boyfriend for a while now but so far has been unsuccessful.

"What about Quinn?" Rachel asked desperately, trying to change the subject as she does. Quinn Fabray was a woman who lived across the hall with her 4 year old daughter, her husband Jesse had abandoned the pair last year when he ran off with the 18 year old babysitter.

"Quinn? Please, if I wanted to spend my night hearing about that snot nosed toddler and her straying husband I'd ask Quinn. But seeing as I don't, I'm asking my best friend" Santana said with a roll of the eyes.

"Santana!" Rachel scolded, although she was trying to stifle her laughter as what she said had been very true. Now the girls liked Quinn, and when they moved in 2 years ago she had been very welcoming and they hung out often. When her husband left, the girls were a shoulder for Quinn to cry on. Santana got bored after a while so tried to avoid Quinn as crying made her feel awkward, Rachel felt bad for the woman so went round to her place weekly to have dinner with her and Beth as well as try to make her feel better.

After much more pleading and reasoning, Rachel finally gives in, "fine! Go get dressed and I'll be ready soon" Rachel shouts amused as Santana does a little happy dance.

"Oh, but one more thing" Rachel says, interrupting Santana from her jig. "We're bringing Quinn, Beth Is staying at a friends house so she'll be alone" Rachel said, and Santana simply grunted in response.

The girls carry their many shopping bags into their rooms and begin to get ready for a night on the town.

Santana enters the lounge room first and pours herself a small glass of wine whilst she waits for Rachel. She's wearing a blood red dress with a sweetheart neckline that ended mid thigh. Her hair was in a flattering updo with a few stray curls framing her face, she wore a pair of very high, black platform heels (not even a full day of shopping on her feet could stop Santana from dressing to kill) and to top the look off, her makeup was glamorous and she wore a bold red lip. Rachel finally appeared and Santana whistles playfully. Rachel was wearing a shimmering silver dress that ended mid thigh with a flattering plunge neckline, her heels were strappy but not as high as Santana's. These shoes were all Rachel could handle with her already blistered feet. Her makeup was elegant, a shimmering eyeshadow that matched her dress along with a simple cat eye and an equally bold red lip. They grabbed their purses, linked their arms and headed for Quinn's apartment.

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