Kurt waits until Finn and Rachel leave to text Blaine.

Are you busy? –K

No….What's up? –B

Can you just meet me in the choir room? –K

Of course. Be there in a minute. –B

As Kurt waited for Blaine, he thought to himself. How could I not get in? Tibideaux said I nailed that audition. Even Hugh Jackman would have been proud of that performance, she said. But I guess that didn't matter. But how could Rachel get in, but not me? I did…. Kurt was pulled from his thoughts as Blaine entered the choir room. Oh God. How am I even going to tell Blaine?

"Kurt?" Kurt didn't say anything. He just glanced at the letter that was laying on the stool. Blaine took the hint, and read it, even though just by walking in and seeing how Kurt was holding himself, Blaine could tell something was wrong. Kurt wasn't holding himself as tall as he normally did. He was slouched in a chair and looked to be on the verge of tears. Blaine started reading the letter.

Dear Mr. Hummel,

We regret to inform you that we will not be inviting you to study at the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts this fall.

That was a much as Blaine needed to read. "Oh, Kurt" Blaine immediately went to his boyfriend and gave him a comforting hug. As soon as Blaine put his arms around Kurt, Blaine felt Kurt start to sob.

"I-It's not fair," Kurt said. "I though I nailed that audition."

"I know you did, baby, but there's nothing we can do about it now. It's going to be ok."

"No it's not! Rachel is going to go to New York and live her dreams, while I am stuck in Lima. This was my chance to get out of this town, and now that's not going to happen!"

"Wait a minute, Rachel got in?"

"Yeah."

Blaine hugged Kurt tighter as he mumbled, "Of course she did. She gets everything she wants, while Kurt fights for everything and just gets nothing."

"It's not her fault, the admissions board liked her more than me," Kurt said softly.

"Kurt, that's not my point. You nailed that audition the first time around. Tibideaux even said so herself. Rachel choked and had to beg for a chance to audition again. That's not fair to you, and you know it."

"Blaine, I can't do anything about it. Rachel was better. She deserved it more."

"When are you going to start realizing that you are just as talented, no more talented than Rachel Berry. You are one of a kind, Kurt, and if NYADA can't see that, it's their loss," Blaine said as he continued to rub comforting circles on Kurt's back as Kurt sobbed into his shoulder. "They are going to regret it when you are a star." The pair sat in the choir room, with Kurt crying into Blaine's shoulder while Blaine whispered comforting words into his ear, for another twenty minutes before Blaine suggested they should head out. They stood up, Blaine grabbed the letter and envelope and shoved it in his pocket, and they started to make their way out of the school.

"Do you think you could come with me?" Kurt asked. "I don't think I can face my dad alone."

"Of course." They made their way out to the parking lot and got into Blaine's car and began the drive to the Kurt's house. When they pulled up, they saw the Burt wasn't home yet. They made their way inside, with Blaine practically dragging Kurt inside. Without a second thought, Blaine took Kurt to his bedroom and the two curled up in Kurt's bed. Once settled in, Kurt let the tears fall again.

After another fifteen minutes, the front door opened and Burt called out to ask who was home. Burt made his way upstairs to his son's room to find both him and his boyfriend curled up in bed. "Hey kiddo, what's wrong?" Burt asked.

Kurt looked up and said simply, "I didn't get in." Burt just stood there shocked. He didn't know what to say, but then again what could he say. His son's dreams were just crushed, but still, he had to do something. Burt went and sat down on the bed. He patted Kurt's leg and said, "I know this was your dream. But what's done is done and there's nothing we can do about this now. We just have to find another way to get you to New York so you can…"

Kurt cut Burt off and said, "No."

"Huh? What do you mean no?" Burt asked.

"No as in I don't want to think about it. I don't want to think about how I'm staying in Lima and Rachel is going to New York. I don't want to think about all the work I put in, just to have nothing work out in the end. I just don't want to think about any of it." Kurt turned and started crying into Blaine's shoulder again. Blaine gave Burt a look that said I know, but there's nothing we can do right now if he won't talk about it. Burt simply nodded, glanced at Kurt and quietly left the room. He knew Blaine was right, there was nothing they could do if Kurt was in this state.

A few hours later, Carole had come home and made dinner. Burt went upstairs to invite Kurt and Blaine to come and get some food, but both declined. Burt had a feeling that Blaine was probably starving but didn't want to leave Kurt's side. Kurt had stopped sobbing, but was still sniffling every now and again. Before going back downstairs, Burt asked Blaine if he would like to spend the night.

"I'd very much appreciate that sir," Blaine answered.

"Do you need me to call your parents at all?"

"No, sir. They're out of the country for a few weeks."

And with that, Burt left the two boys. When Burt returned upstairs to go to bed himself, he looked into Kurt's room. Both boys were asleep, Kurt tucked into Blaine's side with Blaine's arms wrapped around Kurt. Burt couldn't help but smile at the two of them.

Kurt and Blaine didn't come downstairs again until early the next afternoon. By that time, the mail had already come through. When Burt went out to get it, he saw there was an envelope from NYADA addressed to Kurt.

Kurt and Blaine sat down by the kitchen counter. Burt took a deep breath and handed Kurt the letter from the mail. Kurt's eyes widened when he saw where it was from. Blaine looked over Kurt's shoulder and looked confused.

"What else could they possibly want?" Kurt asked.

"You'll never know until you open it." Burt replied.

Kurt took a deep breath and opened the envelope. Blaine stepped back and stood by Burt. Blaine figured it's Kurt's letter and Kurt should read it first. Kurt pulled out the letter and began to read.

Dear Mr. Hummel,

First, I regret that we could not take you at the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts. But that is not to say you do not have tremendous talent. I stand true to what I say at your audition. It really was phenomenal. As I previously stated, you have tremendous talent, and really don't need us. You will go far without our help and I hope you will continue to pursue theatre. We take only the best at NYADA, but sometimes, we have to pass on great talents. Some people are just ready to go and perform because they have pure, raw talent. A person can attend classes and study but that will never compare to having something special from the beginning.

Don't be discouraged Mr. Hummel, you will go far in the world of theatre, but I don't believe you need our help. I hope we will meet again soon.

Sincerely,

Madam Tibideaux

Kurt reread the letter through several times before looking up and his father and Blaine. He didn't know what to think. After a long awkward silence, Blaine finally blurted out, "What did it say?"

"It was from Madam Tibideaux. She said I had raw talent and that I didn't need NYADA."

"What?" Burt asked, clearly confused. Kurt handed over the letter and both Burt and Blaine read it. Blaine finished first and looked up at Kurt with a huge smile on his face.

"What did I tell you?" Blaine exclaimed. "I told you. You are incredibly talented. Even Madam Tibideaux agrees!" Blaine made his way over to Kurt and hugged him. Kurt was still speechless. Kurt looked at his father. Burt also had a huge smile on his face, but also had tears in his eyes. Blaine let go of Kurt.

"Dad…"

"Kurt. I am so proud of you." Kurt went over and hugged his dad.

"I just can't believe it," Kurt said softly. "I-I just- I just thought that, that was it."

"But it wasn't. Kurt I told you yesterday. You are even more talented than Rachel, even if you won't admit it, or even acknowledge it. Rachel got in to NYADA. They didn't accept you because you are too talented for them. I am so proud of you!" Blaine said smiling.

"But," Kurt began. "But now what do I do?"

Blaine was still smiling, "Kurt did you happen to notice there was another piece of paper in that envelope?"

"No, why what is it?" Kurt asked.

"Look and see for yourself." Kurt did as Blaine said. Looking at the paper, Kurt saw another note from Madam Tibideaux, although this time it was contact information for people who worked on Broadway. At the bottom, Madam Tibideaux had written You may not start at the top. You may have to work your way up from the bottom, but one day you will make it. ~CT

Kurt's jaw dropped. "She can't be serious."

"But she is, Kurt!" Blaine said. "You did it!"

"I guess I did," Kurt muttered.

"Well then, I think congratulations are in order." Blaine went over and wrapped his arms around Kurt before giving him a kiss.

Kurt and Blaine pulled apart as Burt cleared his throat. "So, it looks like you are going to New York after all?" Burt said.

"Yup. It definitely looks that way." Kurt smiled. "Are you going to be ok, without me staying in Lima, Blaine?"

"Of course. I was planning on not having you around this year. As much as I would have loved to have you here for another year, it wouldn't be right. You need to be in New York. And I'll be there with you next year."

"You sure?"

"Kurt, stop. I don't care what it would have taken. You were going to New York next year even if I had to take you there myself."

Kurt just laughed and kissed his boyfriend.

"Well, how about we all go out and get something to eat?" Burt asked. When both boys nodded, Burt told them to go upstairs and get ready and they would leave as soon as they were ready, although Burt knew that could take awhile with how picky Kurt is about what he wears.

Surprisingly, though, it didn't take the boys long to come back downstairs. They all piled in the car as Burt drove to Breadstix. They finally got there and ordered. Burt asked, "So, now how does it feel to know that you are going to New York?"

"It feels amazing. For once, something went right," Kurt responded.

"Kurt, you have to realize, I am so proud of you. After everything that happened these last couple of years, you deserve this," Burt said.

"Thanks, dad."

"Same goes for me. I may not have known you for as long. But you went through a lot even since I've known you. I couldn't be happier for you, Kurt. And now there is only one more thing left to do," Blaine said.

"And what is that?" Kurt asked, sounding a little bit confused.

"You have to tell Rachel why you didn't get in to NYADA."