A/N Hi! Welcome to my first story. So, in this story Rachel is the only character from Lima, Ohio. She'll be meeting up with Gleeks throughout the story. In this story Finn is kind of smart, not entirely; no offense to Finn lovers. The story is set in New York City in 2012/2013. If you read I promise you'll understand this. I totally don't own Glee. I do own Hailey however; she's a bit like me. I got this story in my head before I went to bed last night and I knew I just had to write it. There are probably tons of errors in here because I'm still exhausted, but I'll fix them… eventually. I hope you enjoy. Please review!

"And here is your room. It needs a new bed frame for your freakishly large mattress."

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with a king sized mattress-"

"There is when you're like five foot."

I stomp my foot playfully and throw my arms around her. "Thank you for getting me this apartment on such a short notice, I will return the favor Hails"

"Its fine Rach, I'm just thankful that I finally have someone in this city with me and it's even better knowing that you attend the same school as me, so everybody wins."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"You can never just accept a thank you and be done with it. In my defense I just want to shower you with appreciation, but you turn it around and thank me for being a burden on your life. Like, how does that even work?"

"I'm glad to see you toned down your rambling."

"When have I ever rambled?"

"Are you drunk? You rambled all the time in high school!"

I can't help but laugh at her frightened tone and expression.

"You look scared."

"Ah! Forget it! I'll be in my apartment! You can't come over, no girls aloud" she tries to yell.

I shake my head and attempt to bite my lips to keep from laughing. It was always so easy to get Hailey worked up; not that I enjoyed it or anything.

"And who the fuck thought automatic door locks were smart? Fuck!" Hailey screams while trying to look for her door keys on my sofa.

I walk around my apartment taking in the scenery of an evening in New York City through my massive windows. It feels so good to say "my". I've known Hailey since our freshman year of high school, but she moved to summer before our sophomore year. She is my closest friend and the only person who helped me get through the bullying of Dave Karofsky and the rest of the spineless football team.

"I just wanna run to you and break off the chains and throw them away, I just wanna be so much and shake off the dust-"My phone sings of Hailey's caller ID.

"Hello" I say softly.

"I'm sorry I yelled. I did not mean to lose my temper" Hailey says calmly.

I think she knows that she can't get mad because it doesn't go well with her, even in high school. It's like trying to watch the world's cutest kitten get mad. I think she was born without the emotion, anger.

"Oh shut up, what do you want?" I say exhaustedly.

"I want you to quit bitchin' and get a sandwich with me. I'll be up there in about 3 minutes. Yupp three minutes and you better be ready of I'll beat you with saran wrap."

Before I can respond the line goes dead and I'm left to hunt for a decent pair of jeans and a new t shirt. Being in New York in August is so much better than being in Lima. I miss my fathers, but I can't bring myself to call them without wanting to go home.

I hear a clawing at my door. My eyebrows furrow out of curiosity.

Silently, I make my way to my door and look out of the peak hole only to see Hailey standing there writing on my white door with a pink pen.

"What the hell are you doing" I scream after I yank open my door.

She rolls her eyes and continues to draw on my door. When I look at the door I see some clouds and two penises holding each other's hands running through a field of flowers.

"How long were you-?"

"Oh, about 2 minutes"

My face probably holds a "What the fuck?" expression. I venture back into my apartment's kitchen to get a wooden spoon.

"Oh shit." Hailey says calmly before bolting for the elevator when she sees the wooden spoon.

"What do you want to have?" Hailey asks.

"Uhh, I think I'll have a green tea and some honey."

"Okay, be right back" Hailey says happily going to the sandwich shop's counter.

The sandwich shop has a nice feel to it. There is soft music playing which I make out to be "Air" by Ephemera. When I look back at Hailey I notice two people go up to her. The first person is an average sized guy with perfect hair and a really great ensemble if I do say so myself. The second person is a short African – American girl with neon colors all over her outfit. They seem nice and they're both smiling while talking to Hailey.

Hailey smiles and points to me which makes me a bit uncomfortable because I'm sitting in a corner all alone. I suppose I do look a bit like a loner, but that's fine because I've gotten used to it since Hailey left in High School.

"Hey" Hailey says happily while she walks over to me with her two friends.

I smile and wait patiently for the two to introduce themselves.

"Hello, it's so nice to finally put a face with a name. I've heard so much about you. I'm the HDIC, Head Diva in Charge, Kurt Elisabeth Hummel." The guy arches his left eyebrow and smiles at me.

I shake his hand and give him my "Broadway" smile.

"Rachel Berry, it's so nice to meet you."

I turn to the girl next and smile up at her. She in turn smiles at me.

"Mercedes Jones and don't be fooled girl, I'm the one and only HDIC" she says calmly while holding out her hand.

I shake her hand and smile at her. "Rachel Berry, it's great to meet you!"

Hailey and her two friends sit down at the table. The silence greets us awkwardly and I look around the coffee shop. The bell on the door rings as three girls walk in; two blondes and one brunette.

Kurt seems to stiffen in his chair and Mercedes looks down at her hands in her lap.

Hailey rolls her eyes and sips her coffee through a straw. I'm a bit confused by the tense aura in the coffee shop now. Minutes pass while the girls order sandwiches. They seem to make everybody except Hailey and I, in the shop stiffen. I look over to Hailey and question her with my eyes. When the girls sit every stiff person in the shop including Mercedes and Kurt relax.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"Don't" Hailey says in a bored tone while she chews on her coffee straw.

Kurt glares at her before he turns to me and smiles. He looks over his shoulder as if he thinks that the girls will hear him.

"Okay honey I'm going to be short and sweet with you okay? Okay. So I know you're new here and you're going to be transferring to NYU soon, but I want you to remember one thing.

I nod trying to make sense of his speech without laughing.

"Steer clear of those three. They may seem innocent and nice but that's all a façade. Let me introduce you to The Unholy Trinity."

Hailey rolls her eyes and stands up from her chair which draws attention to our table. I look down at my hands while my hair falls into my face. I look up at "The Unholy Trinity" through the protection of my hair to see the girls looking at our table. Hailey rolls her eyes again and walks towards the restrooms. When I pick my head up again I make eye contact with a very beautiful blonde for about twenty seconds before the brunette at her table snaps her fingers in the blonde's face. I notice the blonde blush which tugs a small smile on my lips.

"Okay, those three are daddy's girls. Rumor has it that they attend NYU because they're families donate large sums of money each year to the school. Let's start off on a scale of innocent to most dangerous. The tall blonde with the cat shirt, that's Brittany Pierce. Brittany is dating the brunette. She is the most innocent person in the world. She's enrolled in the Tisch School for The Arts like Mercedes and I. The girl can dance. Next, is the shorter blonde, she's Quinn Fabulous Fabray. Oh I wish I had her skin."

Kurt looks longingly in front of him even though the girls are behind him.

"Kurt!" Mercedes snaps.

"Ugh, okay. Okay, she is dangerous, but not as dangerous at Santana. Anyway, her father is the most powerful. He's well known on Wall Street and is well known with political figures. Her family owns a franchise uptown. Her family is very powerful; just steer clear of them okay? Okay. We all know she's pretty. She's dating Finn Hudson whose family works for Quinn's family."

"Next, Santana Lopez."

I glance over Kurt's shoulder to see the girls all texting and giggling together. Quinn seems to be the most interesting of the three. I can't explain it.

"The devil hides inside of Santana. I think she is possessed or something. One time I was shopping on 5th avenue and she told the sales lady that I was stealing. The security guard tasered me then apologized when he couldn't find any stolen merchandise. I had just walked into the store that crazy bit-. Whatever, I'm over it. Anyway, she attends Tisch too. I will only say this once. Stay away from them."

I spot Hailey returning over Kurt's shoulder. The three girls give her a death glare behind her back. When Hailey sits the three girls get out of their booth to leave.

I take a deep breath and nod at Kurt and Mercedes.

"I'll stay away from them. Happy?" I breathe out.