"NOAH GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!" Shelby yelled as she buttered her toast. It was early Monday morning in Lima Ohio and Shelby Corcoran was busy getting her 3 kids ready for their first day back at school over Summer Vacation (Or Vacay as Santana wad prone to calling it).

There was a loud thumping sound and then Noah Corcoran appeared with one of his legs in his pants and the other struggling to find the hole to get into the pants. "Sorry Mum," Noah grabbed the toast out of Shelby's hand and sat down to eat. Shelby glared at her 17-year-old son and he at least had the decency to look ashamed before biting into it.

Before Shelby could further discus her eldest sons rudeness, 14 year old Rachel bounded down the steps and into the kitchen fully dressed and very excited.

"You're wearing THAT to school?" Noah scoffed. Normally Shelby wouldn't let that slide but even she knew that Rachel's outfit was wrong.

The girl sported a pink sweater with frills at the bottom and a kitten on the front and high waist jeans with frills on the bottom. She wore ankle socks and pink converse. She had a braid running down her back tied in mismatched bright elastics.

Rachel rolled her eyes at her brother and opened the bottom drawer under the island in the middle of the kitchen. She pulled out a red bowl and a Cheerio's box and started to pour it.

"Rachel sweetie, I think you should at least change your pants" Shelby commented as she opened the newspaper. "And where is your sister? SANTANA!"

"Not you too Mom," Rachel groaned as she took milk out of the fridge.

"Honey-," Shelby was interrupted by a loud and obnoxious laugh coming from her 16 year old daughter.

"You...Look...Ridiculous!" Santana said through fits of laugher. Rachel huffed and sat down across from Noah at the Corcoran's wooden table "Your basically ASKING to be bullied. I mean you look awful. Like Aw-"

"Thank you Santana" Shelby and Rachel both said in the same annoyed and exasperated voice.

"C'mon," Santana extended her hand to her younger sister. "Let's get you some real clothes" Rachel rolled her eyes but let Santana lead her back upstairs.

"Girls," Noah mumbled through mouthfuls of toast.

"Ya, they're the problem." Shelby said as she put two new pieces of bread into the toaster.