A/N: This is my first fanfic, so I hope you all like it, if you read it.

DISCLAIMER: I neither own Glee nor the characters. They are the property of Ryan Murphy and FOX.

Walking Towards You

Chapter 1

The bright lights of New York City. All her life she had lived here. She knew the streets like they were her own, well, they were. Technically, not hers, but her dad's. Rachel Berry was the daughter of Mayor LeRoy Berry, the first gay Mayor of New York, but that didn't stop him rising up, and bringing his partner and daughter with him.

Rachel was only young when he was elected Mayor, but now she was all grown up. Rachel was the most sought after young lady in Manhattan. Every girl wanted to be her, every guy wanted her. But Miss Berry never let it get to her head, she was extremely down to earth.

She was hounded by the press every minute of every day, but she was always graceful, and always stunning. Never failing to impress those around her and win the hearts of many. She did all this while maintaining a fantastic grade score, gaining a full ride to Juilliard, the school of her dreams.

The move from Ohio to New York was kind of exhilarating. He never thought he would get out of that cow town, but he did. Finn Hudson got good grades, and a full scholarship to Juilliard. He never thought he would do it, but here he was, standing in the middle of Grand Central Station, ready to embark on his new life as New Yorker!

He came with his best friends Sam and Blaine, he couldn't have asked for more than that. He was glad to shake off his girlfriend Santana, who never took him seriously and thought his dreams were stupid, but he proved her wrong. He and his two best friends proved them all wrong.

As she woke up for her first day at Juilliard, Rachel was hit immediately with nerves. She didn't know why she was nervous, but she was. Her dads reassured her that it was natural, and that she would settle in immediately.

"Now sweetie, if you need anything, please give us a call. Hiram and I will have our phones on us, and I can leave the office at any time... and..."

"Daddy! Please... I'll be fine! You're right, it's my first day, I'm allowed to be nervous... don't fuss over me, I'm a grown woman now!" she said playfully, throwing a pillow back at her father.

"Oooh! A grown woman are we? Someone's cocky!" said Hiram. "We know you're old enough to handle yourself honey! But you're our little girl, and we want you to be safe! It's a big nasty world out there and we want the best for you!"

"Daddy, I already have the best! Kurt is coming with me to Juilliard, and Quinn is studying fashion a train ride away! I will be fine... now get out and let me get ready" she screamed excitedly.

"Okay honey, be down for breakfast in twenty minutes, we made your favourite... VEGAN PANCAKES!" giggled LeRoy.

"Hudson! Where are my jeans?" screamed Sam from the bathroom.

"Dude, check the laundry, Blaine must have tossed them in there last night!" Finn answered back.

"Hey, I don't like mess okay?" Blaine stated. "If you would be so kind as to have an ounce of respect for our living space, it would be much appreciated."

"Sure Blaine, keep your hair on. Oh wait! It's stuck to your head with all that gel you use!" He cackled to himself throwing his jeans over his shoulder, and kicking the bathroom door behind him.

"Very funny Sam!" Blaine shouted through the door. "God, I hate him!" he said under his breath

"No you don't Blaine. You love him really." Finn chuckled. "And he loves you too... but he has a point, you do use a lot of gel"

"When did this become about the gel?" Blaine said exasperated. "It's a necessity, like you with your after shave, and Sam with his hair dye!"

"Whatever dude, go get ready, can't have Mr. Perfect Anderson late for his first day at fashion school huh?" Finn teased.

"I'd love to get ready, believe me..." Blaine started, "If only Rocky Horror would hurry up out of the bathroom!" He shouted.

Finn zoned out after that. Blaine and Sam always fought over the most trivial things and having them in such a confined space was probably a mistake, but it was too late now, he was about to start the first semester at the school of his dreams, he really didn't care what was happening around him.

"Rachel honey, Kurt's here, he's waiting!" LeRoy called from the kitchen.

"Hurry up Hobbit, we're gonna be late!" Kurt screeched a moment later. "And if we're late you're finished!"

"Keep your pants on Hummel, I'm ready to go!" Rachel called back.

She loved Kurt so much, and her best girlfriend Quinn. They were like the three musketeers. She was a little bit disappointed that Quinn decided to go into fashion, but she understood that performing wasn't her calling, like her own and Kurt's. But luckily she got accepted into the Fashion Institute of Technology or FIT, which was only ten minutes away. Everything was falling into place, apart from one thing.

A boyfriend.

It's not like she was desperate, but she would like to have someone to love her, despite all her crazy, apart from Quinn, Kurt, and her dads. But however close she got to a boy, her dad's position in office always scared them off. She loved him dearly, but always resented him for it. She was 18 now, surely he knew she could handle a mature relationship. She knew that one day, her Prince Charming would come, she just wish he'd hurry up.

"Rachel! Hurry up!" Kurt's voice brought her out of her lovesick daydream.

"I'm coming Kurt, give me two minutes!" She was growing impatient, and it wasn't even 9 am yet. She quickly text Quinn, *Good luck for today, meet for coffee later? x*

She quickly replied, *Good luck too! I get out at 4, is 4:30 ok, the little place on 5th? x*

*Sure, I'll check Kurt is free... can't wait! x*

"Kurt, are you free for coffee with Quinn at 4:30 at Mariano's on 5th?" Rachel yelled to him.

"Yes I am! Is that why we're late, you're texting Quinn?" Kurt called back "Please, let's get a move on!"

Rachel let out a sigh as she tottered down the stairs, while texting Quinn back. She grabbed a pancake, to her father's dismay, looped her arm through Kurt's, and yanked her purse from the bench in the hallway. "Love you dads!" Rachel said quickly.

"Make sure you finish that pancake before the papparazzi see you!" Hiram bellowed from the kitchen, but his request fell on deaf ears, Rachel and Kurt slid into the black car that awaited them and maneuvered their way through the slick streets of Manhattan.