Okay so this is the first fan fiction I have ever written so go easy on me please, just not to easy ;)

Chapter 1 - Just Another Day -

A door smacks violently against a wall as a small brown blur speedily makes it way through the busy diner, manoeuvring carefully around the tables, and launches itself over the counter and disappears through the kitchen door where most of the occupants can hear the shrill ringing of the coffee machine being used.

Rachel Berry hurriedly tries to put on her apron while simultaneously trying to take off her high heels and put on some flat dolly shoes. Oh god I'm so late! Santana is going to murder me then hide my body in the fridge with all the meat products! Rachel screams mentally as her face gradually loses some of its redness as she gets both flats on her feet, her breathing decreasing slightly.

However, as she goes to walk out again, a loud bellow from outside of the exit doors that lead to the back of the diner makes her pale instantly and causes her to freeze completely in her tracks.

"Berry! That had better be you! I swear once I get my hands around your dwarf neck I will be the last thing you ever see! And then once you're dead, I will personally make it my mission to bury you with all the chicken eggs I can find! And they won't be free range!" Rachel spins sharply around just in time to see a rage filled Latina hurtling towards her increasingly fast and with no means of stopping anytime soon. As Santana gets closer, Rachel is able to make out the horrid scowl etched across her face and brown eyes filled with promise of pain. Satan has arrived and her goal is to cause Rachel as much pain as possible.

Back in the diner, the costumers all jump as they hear screaming and roaring coming from the kitchen's door, some of them are able to make out some of the words being screeched into the air over battle cries. "I'm sorry Santana!" and "It wasn't my fault I was late this time I promise!" and the one being heard the most often is "Please avoid my nose!"

One man seems to have come back from his shocked state as he goes to stand up and to go see what the hell is causing all the noise. However just as he stands, a firm, but gentle hand on his shoulder brings him back down into his seat. He turns to find a tall muscular man with a brown Mohawk and eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Unless you want to have children and want to avoid getting your eyes scratched out, I would just sit there until they calm down. Chicks are crazy and you really don't want to be in the middle of that cat fight." The tanned man smirks down at him then, "Trust me; I know what I'm talking about."

The man stutters something incoherently as he watches the tall man make his way towards the kitchen and towards the noise of cats murdering each other.

Noah Puckerman sighs as he opens the kitchen door, this is a normal occurrence. Almost everyday Rachel is late because of some after clubs that she has joined; she claims that the more involved she is in college life, the more she gains out of it. Puck wouldn't know anything about that, he's 32 and the last time he was at school was when he was fourteen. He didn't leave school if that's what your thinking, he got kicked out. He was thankful to get out of that place though, his mum on the other hand, well lets just say she wasn't pleased one bit.

"This is the last time I give up my break to cover your shifts, you freaky little hobbit, I will ends you here and now!" Noah is startled out of his inner thoughts as he watches Santana make a grab for a carving knife. Noah's eyes instantly widen.

"Santana!" Noah bellows.

"Santana!" Rachel screeches right after Noah, making a dive for the Latina the same time as Noah. A few seconds of scuffling, and kicking, the trio break up and all take a few steps back to lean against a surface to catch some desperately needed air.

Rachel watches the Latina intently, readying herself in case of another attack.

"I'm really sorry Santana. Michael cornered me right after rehearsels and asked me out. I said no but he wouldn't let me leave for a while." Rachel looks at Santana with puppy dog eyes as the Latina's face changes from looking serial killer like to an almost concerned look.

"Did he try anything? Just say the word Rach and I will ends him." Santana vows, taking a step towards Rachel.

Rachel shakes her head rapidly. "No, it wasn't like that, he just stared at me in a creepy way and kept asking my opinion on how a good Jew should act. As an honorary Jew myself, I simply couldn't leave without giving him my expertise."

"Of course you couldn't" Santana scoffs. "Whatever smurf, just make me some of that vegan lasagne tonight and we're good." Santana doesn't wait for Rachel to reply as she storms out to the diner to make sure the customers are fairing good.

Rachel sighs heavily and looks up at Noah, "Thanks for that, I know she wasn't actually going to kill me, contrary to everyone's belief, she does care about me. But I do wonder sometimes if her temper will get the better of her, even though it is slightly my fault on that part, we always seem to clash heads. But did you see the way she stopped being Satan and started being Santana when I mentioned Michael, there's the proof right there that"-

"Rachel" Rachel pouts as Noah interrupts her, "You know I love your little rants but its busy in here today, maybe tomorrow or something you can go off on one okay? Right now though I need to start working and so do you." Noah quickly leans forward and kisses Rachel on the forehead. Anyone watching would assume these two were brother and sister, as it happens, Puck had always thought of Rachel as his younger sister ever since he helped her when she cut herself on smashed glasses the first day she started here.

Rachel watches Noah as he pulls out various pans and utensils from cardboards and draws. A smile starts to twitch along her face as she watches her adopted brother. Not in the sense of the legal documents and the actual adoption process, Noah is way too old for that now. No he's been like her brother ever since the first day she started here and she is incredibly grateful, without Santana she would have run herself into the ground, but thanks to Santana for getting her this job she now has Noah. Her slightly dysfunctional family.

Rachel is beaming by the time she gets back to the diner and starts taking orders. Another day in the life of Rachel Berry.

The next day though is going to bring someone into Rachel's life and this person is going to tear up Rachel's plans completely. Let's hope our favourite Broadway obsessed Diva is ready for it.