AN/ Hey this is my first ever try at fan fic so sorry if it sucks lol but comment if you want more or something :)
Most of the time people just look at their house as a bricks on top of bricks or wood nailed to more wood, but I don't. I see my house as a somewhat photo album of memory's. You can walk down the hall's covered in a paradise's of framed memories that connect into the rooms that you've entered a thousand times. And that is because my house is my home. I have lived in the same house my whole life so far which in exactly two months would be 17 years , so it's only natural I have this emotional attachment to it. Now I know your probably wondering why in holy Barbra's name am I going on about my house! Well you see about a month ago I came home from school...
"Daddy's im home from school" Rachel yelled as she entered the front door.
At that a tall dark man with short hair appeared from the Kitchen smiling brightly "Hey baby gir-"
Just then a smaller man slightly taller than Rachel, wearing glasses came bouncing in with excitement from the kitchen as well cutting his husband off "did you tell her!"
"Tell me what?" Rachel said a bit confused
"Well I was about to tell her but someone by the name of Andrew Berry decided to interrupt me before i could even finish saying hello* The taller man smirked looking knowingly at Rachel's other father, causing him to look away embarrassed slightly and mumble an apology under his breath.
Rachel stood there getting impatient wanting to know what they are talking about
"Hello! Are you going to stand there bickering or tell me already" she said waving her arms around impatiently.
"okay, okay" the taller man said signalling for her to calm down, then smiled happily ready to feed the news "Wer-
"WHERE MOVING!" Andrew cut in bursting with excitement, whilst his husband just glared at him.
Rachel just stood there with a less pleased look "What do you mean moving?
"Don't worry honey were not moving towns or anything, just streets" The tallest Berry explained
"Rivertin street! To be exact" Andrew piped in grinning.
"Rivertin street.." Rachel said quietly to herself thinking in its familiar suddenly it clicked and her eye widened slightly
Oh god that's the same Quinn Fabray lives in.