A/N: I'm not quite sure what to say about this one, just that while I was at work, this idea randomly popped into my mind mid-cleaning. So I decided to rough draft a little. It's weird to me, I used to struggle to think of ideas on fics to write but now they just sort of come to me. Like Mckinley, which was intended to only be a one-shot (Then it turned into more than that); I can't say for sure what this one will be. In my mind it was a one-shot….at first. Let me know how you like it please! One important thing you all must know first; Rachel and Finn do not know each other….yet :)

August, 2017

Rachel Berry sighed happily looking around her new bedroom. She hadn't even begun to unpack yet, but she had just finished painting.

"I'm done!" she yelled happily. "Come look!"

Tina Cohen-Chang walked in shortly after, nodding as she looked around. "Yeah, this is definitely Rachel berry-esque." She said. "How on Earth did you finish so quickly?" she then asked, still looking at the walls.

Rachel shrugged. "I'm not really sure, I just went to work." She said.

Tina laughed. "I shouldn't have asked, it's you after all. When have you ever had a goal and not went for it right away?"

Rachel laughed. Tina had a point. They had known each other since elementary school, and once they both graduated from William McKinley High School in Lima Ohio, they both had attended NYADA in New York City. Now here they were both new residents of Los Angeles. They had gotten a house together with Rachel's roommate from NYADA, Quinn Fabray. Quinn had been born and raised in Los Angeles all her life, and when this new job opportunity arose for both Rachel and Tina, Quinn had posed the idea of moving in together. They couldn't deny it. It was a great set up.

Tina and Rachel had done a lot of similar things throughout their life thus far, having the same interests in basically everything, forming a friendship that Rachel knew would last a lifetime. They both had landed a role on Broadway shortly after graduating NYADA. Spring Awakening, the show was called. Due to the success of this show, it wasn't long until both Rachel and Tina had wanted more. Hollywood, perhaps. That dream came true when they were approached after one of their performances by casting director Robert Ulrich, asking if they'd possibly be interested in auditioning for a concept television show about a glee club. The idea of this show was still in the works, but they were both more than interested. Gratefully accepting the offer, they decided to take a leap of faith, leaving Broadway. Rachel loved Broadway, and she knew in the future she would be back, but why not take a once in a lifetime opportunity, successful at it or not.

"Is Quinn even here?" Rachel then asked Tina as they exited the now light purple painted bedroom.

Tina shrugged. "I don't think so; I think she's out with Noah."

Rachel nodded in acknowledgment. Noah Puckerman, known as Puck by his friends, was Quinn's longtime boyfriend. They both went to school in Culver City, and when they graduated they had opted for a long distance relationship. It both worked and failed, but now that Quinn was back in California, it was back on the working side, and had been for quite some time. When Quinn graduated from NYADA, she came back to California, looking for a job that would hire dancers. That's what Quinn was; a dancer. She had been in everything from music videos, to off-Broadway shows right there in Los Angeles. She had impeccable talent when it came to dancing, photography and even acting, and Rachel was blown away by it. The three of them became good friends while in New York.

As Rachel entered Tina's room to help her finish painting, she spoke up. "Will Mike be here later?"

Tina shrugged, as she put the paint roller up to the wall. Tina had a darker taste than Rachel, and her room would soon be a dark shade of Blue, almost navy on two walls, the other two walls an off white. Rachel wasn't sure why she had chosen this, but it was Tina. It was a neat concept. "I don't know, he said he would get back to me later on that." She said simply.

Mike Chang had been Tina's boyfriend also since high school. Though he had gone to Columbia University for school, he was close to Tina throughout their entire college career as well. They were always so cute together, hardly ever fought. It was the way a relationship should be. Rachel thought back to her past relationships. She had a few in high school, but only one stuck out. Jesse St. James. It had been semi-serious but it ended on a pretty bad note. Though she forgave him, she had never really felt like getting back together with him. She was always striving to reach what she wanted out of life, and though that make her happy, she knew in the back of her mind something was missing.

Tina could tell what she was thinking because she stopped rolling the paint to look over at Rachel. "Don't worry; you won't be a fifth wheel. I promise."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "You know I'm not worried about that."

Tina looked at her. "I know you aren't, you never are." She said as they resumed painting.

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Quinn and Puck had come back a few hours later, Chinese takeout and champagne in their arms. It was a strange combination, but they had to celebrate somehow. Rachel never ended up being a fifth wheel, Mike calling saying he wasn't able to make it. Tina understood, and also didn't mind.

They all sat around the new living room, laughing over the food and drinks. It was their first night in Los Angeles and Quinn's first night with them in the new house.

"Friday though, you guys have to come to this bar with us. Live bands play there all evening and their food is delicious." Quinn was saying.

"And the drinks." Puck added.

They all laughed. Rachel was definitely feeling a little tipsy off of the champagne she had been drinking carelessly.

"One of the bands performing are friends of mine though." Puck had then said, more seriously. "I'm sure they'd love the support. They don't need it from us though, they're pretty good."

"They actually do have a fan base these days." Quinn said looking over at Puck who smiled at her. Quinn then looked over at Rachel. "They're all very handsome too." She said, raising an eyebrow.

Rachel rolled her eyes before they all laughed once more.

They had agreed that it sounded good, and it wasn't long until Puck headed out, leaving the three girls to enjoy their first night.

When it was just them, Rachel finally spoke up. "I don't know. Friday is only…" she glanced at the clock seeing it was almost one in the morning. "…well technically it's tomorrow now. I'm not even settled in yet, I'm not sure if I should."

Quinn sighed. "Rachel, come on! You never do anything for yourself, you're constantly all business. I love you so much and you have a fantastic personality and you never let anyone see it. What's the worst that could happen? Just come out with us!" she pleaded.

Tina then spoke up. "If you don't have fun, it's not like you'd be forced to stay."

Rachel bit her bottom lip. They were right. When it came to business and performing, she wasn't an ounce shy. However, when it came to her feelings and being personal, she was the shyest person alive. She contemplated it a bit longer before finally agreeing.

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They arrived at a small Irish Pub in West Hollywood around eight in the evening that Friday. Rachel felt nervous. She was outgoing with people she knew, but she felt like she had social anxiety or something when it came to strangers. It was very unlike her, but she was in an unfamiliar place in an unfamiliar town. Not to mention she had just wanted to go out dressed casually, but both Quinn and Tina had thought otherwise.

"It's half casual." Quinn said looking in the mirror before they headed out of the house.

Rachel shook her head. "It makes me uncomfortable."

Quinn looked at her. "You'll get half naked on a stage in front of an audience full of strangers, yet this makes you uncomfortable?" she shook her head. "Come on, you look flawless."

Rachel looked at her appearance when Quinn left her alone. She had a pair of dark skinny jeans on, the casual part of course. Her top was a black one shoulder laced shirt that fit her body shape snugly, with a white halter tank top underneath. Her peep-toed heels complimented the top perfectly, her hair in a low ponytail, complete with a headband. She had to admit, she did look good.

Puck met up with them, kissing Quinn before taking a seat. Rachel was sipping uncomfortably on her martini that she had ordered.

"My dude's band is about to go on." Puck said to them after they made general conversation with each other.

Rachel looked up and smiled politely, looking over at Tina who gave her a reassuring smile.

Just then four men approached the stage.

They began to play a few minutes later, and people began to scream left and right, getting up from their seats to approach the stage too. Rachel looked over towards the stage that was to her left, instantly liking what she heard. They were a different sound, but they were good.

Quinn stood. "Come on!" she yelled over the music to them as they all stood.

Tina grabbed Rachel's hands forcing her up. Rachel laughed, grabbing her martini quickly.

They made their way through the crowd of people until they were practically at the front.

"Are they all your friends?" Rachel shouted in Puck's ear as she began to dance to the music.

Puck nodded at her. "The drummer has been my best friend since I was like, a toddler." He said.

Rachel glanced over at the guy on drums. He was placed towards the back as usual, so she didn't see him fully but it wasn't until he looked up did Rachel get a good glance at him. He was really into it, and he sang every few notes, even though he had evidently been singing along the entire time, just not in the microphone. He'd look out at the audience every once in a while, but it wasn't until he saw Puck did it happen. He nodded and smiled at Puck who in return was pointing and yelling things at him. Quinn rolled her eyes, but Rachel smiled. She hadn't been paying attention to any of the other band members, just him. Just like that, his eyes fell on her. Feeling self conscious, she looked away quickly, focusing, but not actually focusing on the others. When her eyes returned to him, he was looking at the drums once more.

Rachel downed the rest of her martini, finding an excuse to get away from the stage. "I'll be back." She shouted to them before turning, making her way out of the crowd up to the bar.

A/N: Well what do you think so far? Let me know! :)