A/N: This story occurs in an AU where Rachel and Kurt never went to McKinley. I'm only changing the personality type of Rachel within this story. I do not own Glee, nor do I own the characters of Kurt and Rachel. I do, however, own the characters that I will be creating within the story.
Rating is M for future situations.
Reviews are appreciated, and welcomed!
Hair straight? Check.
Headphones around neck? Check.
iPod charged and loud? Check.
Rachel took one last look in the mirror before heading out to the table. What she saw looking back at her was the same as every morning. The quiet, friendly Rachel Berry who took shit from no one. Period.
"Rachel! Would you hurry up already?" her cousin Kurt hollered from the bottom of the stairs. Ever since her dads had been killed in a car crash 3 years ago, she has been living at the Hummel house, with her favourite cousin and uncle, Kurt and Burt Hummel. She turned away from the mirror with a sigh, and headed down the stairs.
"I'm coming, Kurt. Relax!" she said as she bounced down the stairs. Walking into the kitchen, she grabbed her ready-made mango protein smoothie from the counter and took a seat across from Kurt. Burt walked up and placed a plate of waffles and fruit in front of Kurt.
"Thanks Dad, but you know I don't eat carbs on Thursdays." Kurt said with a smile.
Burt shrugged. "Fine by me, I wanted seconds this morning anyway." Burt piled three more waffles on top of the four that were already on his plate. Kurt poked at the fruit in the bowl, and nibbled on a strawberry. "So, what's on the agenda for today, Rachel?"
Rachel sipped her smoothie slowly, pausing for a moment to think of what to say to her uncle. "Going to my class, then probably the gym." She couldn't lie to him: the man was a human lie detector.
"Okay, sounds productive. Just don't forget about picking up groceries on your way back. Dinner's your responsibility tonight, and no tofu this time. That was horrible," Burt said with a shudder, reminiscing when Rachel made dinner last.
"How does pasta sound? I'll even make meatballs for you." Rachel was a vegan, but her doctor told her that she was severely anemic, so she had to slowly reintroduce her system to meat, or else be forced to take iron pills, and Rachel Berry does not do pills.
"Perfect! I'll make a Greek salad to go with it!" Kurt chimed in, making Burt smile. Seeing his son struggle with his sexuality and his niece with the death of her fathers over the past few years had taken a toll on him as well, but to see them both so happy again made him smile.
Burt cleared his throat, and continued to Kurt. "And what about you, mister? Don't think I forgot about that photography final you were freaking out about last night. You think you're ready for it?" Kurt raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow, silently telling Burt, "I got this." They all finished their breakfasts in relative silence, then one by one, they left the table, off to continue with their days.
AN: I know, it's a short chapter, but it's meant as a sort of prologue. Intro is probably a better word for it. Hopefully a new chapter will be out tonight, if all goes ahead as planned. Read and review please!