So, I don't know if this story will be any good or not, but I really wanted to write another multi-chapter Quinntana story so, I decided to do this. I really hope it's decent...

...It takes place a few years into the future and yeah...

It seemed as if luck had finally changed for one Quinn Fabray, she went from being McKinley High's head Cheerio to the girl knocked up at 16, to the monstrous prom queen wannabe, to a skank, to a wheelchair bound blonde girl…and finally she made it to Yale University…

…Only to drop out during the middle of her second year. It's not that she had ever actually planned to drop out, but at the young age of 21 she was on her way to California to star in Ridgewood a movie her professor had made her audition for. While in her first year at Yale he had noticed the natural acting talent Quinn had hidden inside, it's like it came from the heart, like she didn't even have to try and tap into it…it just flowed naturally. He threw many types of roles at her and she seemed to have nailed them all. So when the man approached her saying that he had sent a tape of her performing to one of his casting director friends she was shocked. He explained to her that he saw a true talent one that had no need to be fully trained and there was no need to waste it at the school.

A few short weeks later she was called out to New York, where the live auditions were held. The casting director wanted to meet her personally and have her re-audition for him. So she called up her friend Rachel Berry who was still attending NYADA, working on her career to become a Broadway sensation and she asked if she could stay in her apartment while she was in New York. Rachel, who fully supported her career choice of course agreed with much enthusiasm.

And now here she was sitting on a plane on her way to Los Angeles to begin the production of her very first starring role in her very first film. She was totally stoked.

Santana Lopez had, had it rough growing up in Lima Heights Adjacent. She'd been through a lot, what with her father's late nights at the hospital and her mom always jumping around with her own work, but hey had always cared for her. Always made sure she had what she wanted, or what she needed.

Growing up in the 'dangerous' part of Lima wasn't hard, it was easy to adapt to and she learned quite easily how to defend herself as she spent most of her time at her Abuela's, it was where she picked up her snarky, bitchy attitude. She never once thought the woman she looked up to so greatly would one day be so ashamed of her and it hurt her immensely, that one small thing could make someone hate her so much.

She's grown a lot as a person since then, or so she thinks she has. Moving away from Lima to New York after graduation hadn't been an easy thing to do, but with the support from her parents she had known she could do it. The struggles she faced coming to terms with herself as a person as well as the struggles she witnessed her friends face had always been an inspiration for the songs she had written and with them she produced her very first single which had later put her on the top charts and made Santana Lopez a household name with the release of her very first album.

Honestly, she had no idea how she had gotten to L.A. sure she knew there was a plane involved, but the really confusing part was that she was here to work on a movie. In her three years of experience of being in 'the business' she has not once made an attempt to step into the acting realm. She had no interest in it. This movie was different though, something about it had kind of put her in a daze making her want the role she had been offered. So without a second thought she accepted, and now here she was in Los Angeles, California getting ready to film her very first movie Ridgewood.

"Hello, Ms. Lopez." The doorman of the hotel greeted as she stepped out of the limo she had been riding in.

"Hi," She nodded stepping toward the door.

The man pulled the door open as a few other men stepped outside and grabbed her bags from the limo.

"Hope you had safe travels." One of the men said as they followed her into the hotel.

"It was very well, thank you." Santana replied as they headed into the building.

"You've got the master suite on the top floor." The other man said.

Again Santana was nodding, "all right, thank you." She walked over to the front desk.

"Ms. Lopez." The lady working the desk smiled, "here's your room key." She retrieved it from under the desk and handed it to the girl.

Santana continued her smile, "thank you." She said again before she turned back around, following the men with her bags to the elevator.

"So, movie?" One of the men asked.

Santana looked over her shoulder at the man, "excuse me?"

"I read that you accepted a role in a movie, and that's why you're in L.A.?" The guy asked.

Santana nodded, "oh, uh...yeah. Yes, I was offered a role in this film and I don't normally accept movie role's, but there was something about this one that really stood out to me."

"What's the movie about, why'd it stand out?"

Santana let out a soft chuckle, "yeah, I'm not really allowed to talk details." She explained.

"Ah."

"So are you working on any new music." The other man wondered, "my daughter's love you." He smiled.

Santana smirked, "yeah, actually I've been writing a little. I haven't actually started to record or anything, so it'll be a while before it's out. But I am working on something."

The elevator stopped and the signaled the ding as the doors slid open, Santana then led the men to her room, she slid the key into the door and pushed it open. "You can just set the bags down."

The men placed the bags on the floor in front of the couch before they turned back to the Latina, "is there anything else we can get you?"

"No thanks." Santana shook her head.

The men each nodded before they left the room closing the door behind them.

Santana sighed flopping onto the couch that rested behind her.

Quinn stepped into the airport after getting off of the plane. She walked over to collect her bags and was met with a man holding a sign with 'Fabray' written on it.

"Whoa." She stopped and looked at him for a moment before she walked forward, "hi." She greeted.

"Are you Ms. Fabray?" The man asked.

"Uh, Quinn." She nodded, "you can call me Quinn."

"All right." He lowered the sign, "Quinn, let me help you with your bags." He reached out and grabbed her luggage, "follow me outside."

She did as she was told, following him outside to a limo. He crossed over after putting the luggage down and popped the trunk open. He then walked back over to Quinn and opened the back door for her.

"Oh, thank you." She smiled climbing into the vehicle.

The man closed the door and then carried on placing the luggage into the trunk.

Quinn looked around, she had never been in a limo before.

She already felt nervous and all of this treatment only made the nerves grow.

A few minutes later the divider in the limo was lowered and the man was starting the engine, "we'll be arriving at the hotel momentarily." He told her.

"Okay." She smiled, "thanks."

The man gave her a little nod before he began to drive

Upon arriving at the hotel, the door was opened for her again. She gave the man a smile saying 'thank you' before she climbed out. She waited for the man to grab her bags before she was met with two bellboys who helped carry her luggage inside.

They followed her into the building which the doorman opened for her. Quinn walked over to the front desk.

"Hello, can I help you?" The lady behind the desk asked.

Quinn nodded, "yes, Um, my name is Quinn Fabray, I was told I had a room booked here."

The woman nodded looking into her computer, she smiled, "yes, your room is on the third floor, 112." She grabbed a key from under the desk and handed it to the blonde.

"112? Thank you." Quinn accepted the key and then she made her way back to her bags.

"We'll follow you up." One of the bellboys said before Quinn walked toward the elevator, the two men followed her.

"So, you're in L.A." One of the bellboys said.

Quinn nodded, "I am." She gave him a weird nod, "I'm going to be working on a movie."

"A movie?" The other one spoke, "is it your first?"

"It is." Quinn smiled, "I haven't really had any major acting experience, only a few performances in school."

The first man nodded, "well good luck."

Quinn smiled again, "thanks." She looked toward the doors again and stepped through after they slid open.

The bellboys followed her to room 112, and once she let herself in they stepped in after her. "If you'd please just set the bags down?"

They did as she told, "would there be anything else?"

Quinn shook her head, "no, thank you." She smiled.

As soon as the door closed behind the bellboys Quinn sat down upon her bed, "oh, my God." She sighed.

Okay, so this is the end of the first chapter, and there's more to come only if you'd like...

...Please review and let me know how it turned out, the first chapter might've been a little bit boring, but I hope it'll get better...

...and hopefully you'll stick with it, thank you so much for reading!