"…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."

Kurt just stared at Blaine while Blaine had a goofy smile on his face. Kurt hadn't thought about that at all. But now that Blaine mentioned it, Kurt realized that eventually he would have to tell Rachel about all of this, regardless of how much he wanted to. Sure, it would feel great to give that news, but Rachel was an incredibly driven person who was amazingly talented. However, because of her drive, she could also be an insanely jealous person. Rachel had to be the best, and wouldn't settle for anything less. Sometimes that could be a good thing, but many times, it ended up annoying many people close to her.

"And how exactly do you suggest I break this news to her?" Kurt asked. "You know how she can be. She does not take it well if someone does better than her, even if she has done something amazing."

Burt nodded and said, "But you still will have to tell her about it. And she is Rachel, she would find out eventually even if you don't tell her."

"But that still doesn't answer the question. How am I supposed to tell her?" Kurt asked.

"You'll find the right time and the right way, but you have to promise you will tell me all about it," Blaine said excitedly.

Before Kurt could answer, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Hey, would you be up for meeting later tonight? –R

"Well, actually finding the time to tell her may have just gotten easier. She just asked to meet tonight," Kurt said.

"And once again, I will say, you have to tell me how she reacts," Blaine said.

Sure, I'll be by your house at 6. –K

"Yes, I will. I'll call you whenever I get back."

"I will be anxiously awaiting that call."

"I know you will."

Burt interrupted the two boys and said, "Well, it looks like everyone is done eating. Are we ready to head out?" Both boys nodded and they went back out to the car. Once in the car, Kurt and Blaine started talking animatedly about the new issue of Vogue. Burt couldn't help but think about how proud he was for his son. He would never admit it out loud, but Burt was just as excited to Blaine to hear how Rachel reacts to Kurt's news.

They pulled up to the house. Kurt and Blaine said goodbye and Kurt once again promising to call Blaine once he gets home. Finally, Blaine got in his car and pulled out of the driveway and headed to his house. Not long after, Kurt got in his car and headed over to Rachel's.

Kurt spent the short drive thinking about how he was actually going to tell Rachel. Yes, he was curious about what her reaction was going to be, but right now he was more concerned with how on earth he was going to tell her in the first place. Although, before he had come up with any solid plan, he was pulling into Rachel's driveway. "Looks like I'm going to be winging it," Kurt mumbled. He got out of the car and started to make his way to Rachel's front door.

Rachel must have been watching for him, because Kurt hadn't even made it to the door before it was yanked open revealing Rachel. "Hey Kurt," she asked hesitantly. Since she hadn't heard the latest development in Kurt's NYADA saga, she was still under the impression that he had gotten rejected for not being talented enough. "Come on in," she said as she gave him a hug.

"Hey Rach, how's it going?" Kurt asked as he hugged her back.

They made small talk as Rachel led the way upstairs to her bedroom. They sat down on Rachel's bed and finally she just asked quite bluntly, "How are you dealing with everything with NYADA?"

Kurt took a deep breath trying to figure out the gentlest way to break the news to Rachel. "I'm doing quite well. Things may not have turned out the way I planned, but everything is working itself out."

"I only ask because I know how devastated I was when I thought I wasn't getting in. It's heart breaking to think that your dreams are coming to an end."

"Trust me, Rachel, I know. I did get the rejection letter after all."

"Kurt, I just feel so bad. I mean I have no idea what I would be doing if I was in your shoes. I couldn't even begin to think what I would be doing if I was going to be able to go to NYADA in fall. But, luckily for me I don't have to worry about that."

"Yeah, lucky for you." Kurt mumbled. He was still proud of himself for what he had done, and the fact that he had done something Rachel didn't. But, at the same time, he thought Rachel was being a little rude and insensitive. However, that was nothing new. Rachel thought the world revolved around Rachel. Other people were important, but nothing was more important than Rachel. She was the best, in her mind, and she would stop at nothing to prove and be better than everyone else. "So are you all ready to go to New York?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah, but it's not going to be the same without you."

Kurt realized that it was now or never. If he was going to tell Rachel, it had to be now. "What makes you think I'm not going to New York?"

"Well, I just thought that since because you weren't going to NYADA, you wouldn't go to New York."

"Rachel, there's other things in New York besides NYADA."

"Yes, there's theatre and Broadway, but how can you make it big unless you study the craft and take time to perfect it and learn from people who have done it. You didn't apply to other schools, so I just figured that you would take a year off or something."

"Yeah, I didn't apply to any other schools, and looking back, that was definitely not a smart move, but thankfully, some things have worked out in my favor."

"Like what kind of things?"

Kurt took a deep breath. "I got a letter from Carmen Tibideaux today."

"Wait, you got a personal letter from Carmen. I didn't know they sent other letters. Why didn't I get one? If you got one today, mine should have been here today, too, right?"

"Rachel, relax."

"But, Kurt, if you got one, why didn't I?" Rachel was clearly starting to panic. Kurt knew once he told her what was in the letter, Rachel would completely lose it.

"Because I'm pretty sure I was the only one she wrote to."

Rachel's eyes widened. "But why would she write to you and not to me?"

"Look, Rach," Kurt began. "I'm not really sure how to say this, but there was a reason she wrote only to me."

Rachel was not panicking so much any more. She was mostly looking annoyed and hoping that Kurt had a great explanation for why he got a personal letter. "And why was that?"

"She told me why I didn't get in."

Rachel relaxed a little at this. "Well that's great isn't it? It'll help you prepare for next year so you can get in."

"Rachel, I don't have plans to go to NYADA next year, or the year after, or at any time."

"Kurt, you can't just give up on your dream because of what Carmen said." Rachel reached out and put a comforting hand on Kurt's shoulder.

This was it. "I'm not giving up on my dream. Carmen said that they didn't accept me because they didn't think they could help much."

Rachel looked at him with wide eyes and took her hand from his shoulder. "What?" Rachel squeaked out.

"She said that I had raw talent and that I didn't need their help. She said that I would go far in theatre without them."

Rachel just sat there shocked. "B – but, that still doesn't explain what you're going to do in New York."

"That's the other thing. She also included contact information for some people who work on Broadway."

Rachel started hyperventilating a little. "So let me get this straight? You didn't get in to NYADA because you are too talented and now Carmen Tibideaux gave you information so you can talk to people on Broadway and just start working on Broadway?"

"Pretty much." Rachel looked positively livid. She actually got up from her spot on the bed and started pacing.

"But I don't understand."

"What's not to understand, Rachel?"

"Why you? I mean, don't get me wrong, you are incredibly talented, Kurt, but why you? Why not me? I have been performing for longer than you. Broadway has always been my dream. I was born to be a star on Broadway. It's just not fair."

"Rachel, calm down. You got into one of the top performing arts schools in the country. That's nothing to be ashamed of."

"No, Kurt. It had to be because I reauditioned. I mean, if I had done it right the first time, maybe I –"

"Rachel, calm down! You can't change the past. Can't you just be happy that you got into your dream school?"

"Kurt, how can I be happy while I'm taking classes about Broadway and you are actually performing on Broadway?"

"Rachel, I don't even know ifI'm going to be performing on Broadway. I haven't contacted any of those people yet."

"But, Kurt, just think, you now have ways to contact people on Broadway. I'm just going to be studying it while you are living it."

"Rachel, you aren't going to want to hear it, but there are people out there who are talented just like you. NYADA is one of the best performing arts schools in the country meaning only the best people get in. Therefore, you are going to be studying alongside very talented people. You aren't always going to be the best and you're going to have to accept that at some point. NYADA isn't McKinley, Rachel. Hell, it's not just NYADA. Think about once you are going to be auditioning for Broadway. You are going to be going up against the most talented people in the world. You can't always be the best, Rachel."

"Kurt, that sounds great and everything, but I'm not like that. I train. I work. I practice. I work so I can achieve anything and be the best while doing it."

"I realize that, Rachel. And you are a very talented person. Anyone with eyes and ears can see and hear that. But sometimes there are other people who are just as talented, if not more talented." Rachel was actually crying now. Kurt had felt bad, but it needed to be said.

"Kurt, I – I just can't deal with this right now."

"Ok, Rachel. I'm going to head out now." Kurt made his way over to give Rachel a hug, but she just turned away from him. Kurt took the hint and went downstairs and out to his car. He wasn't quite sure what to think. No, the encounter hadn't gone as well as he would have liked, but still it could have been a lot worse. Sighing to himself, he backed out of Rachel's driveway and drove home.

Kurt pulled into his driveway and put his car in park. He walked inside and was greeted by his father and Carole. "So how'd Rachel take the news?" Carole asked. Kurt figured that Burt would tell Carole what had happened.

"Not well, but it could have been a lot worse."

"How bad was it?" Burt asked.

"It pretty much ended with her breaking down in tears and silently kicking me out."

Burt chuckled. "Well that's Rachel for you. She's extremely talented, but doesn't take it well when other people do better than her."

"That's for sure," Kurt said smiling. "Look, I'm going to go call Blaine if that's ok. I know he's dying to hear what Rachel said."

"That's fine. And, I know I've already said it, but I am so proud of you Kurt," Burt said as he walked over to give his son a hug.

"Thanks, dad."

Carole got up and walked over and also gave Kurt a hug. "I may not have known you for that long, but Kurt, you deserve this. I'm just so happy that finally something good has happened for you."

"Thanks, Carole, that means a lot." Kurt gave both of them one last smile before heading upstairs to his room. He kicked off his shoes and flopped down on the bed while dialing Blaine's number. It didn't take long for Blaine to answer.

"Hey, beautiful," Blaine answered cheerfully, "how'd it go?"

"Blaine, you would have loved it. It pretty much went into Rachel having a breakdown. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if she was still crying."

"Kurt, as pleased as I am, the way you are talking about it makes me question your sanity."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because it almost sounds like you are happy that you made Rachel cry."

Kurt sighed, "I'm not happy that I made her cry, but I'm not going to lie that it felt good to say some of the things I did."

"So what did you all say?"

Kurt spent the next 15 minutes recounting his entire visit with Rachel.

"Kurt Hummel. I cannot believe you said some of those things," Blaine said after Kurt finished his story.

"Oh, come on, it's not like you have wanted to say the exact same things to her."

"Of course I have, I just never would have."

"That's because you are too polite," Kurt countered back. Blaine rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, I just wish I could have been there and watched."

"What am I going to do with you?"

"Let's not focus one me. What are you going to do now?"

"I'm thinking I'll call the numbers Carmen provided on Monday and then we'll go from there. It's not like I can plan anything until I hear what they have to say."

"Very true."

"Look, Blaine, I'd love to stay and talk, but I am just completely exhausted, both physically and emotionally."

"Well you just spent an hour with Rachel Berry. Anyone would be emotionally exhausted after that."

"Ok, so maybe you aren't as polite as I thought."

"Hey, you still love me."

"Of course I do, but I'm going to do my moisturizing routine and go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow, Blaine."

"Ok, Kurt. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you, Kurt."

"I love you too Blaine." Kurt was just about to end the call.

"And Kurt?"

"Yes, Blaine?"

"I know everybody has been saying it a lot today, but I am so proud of you."

"Thank you Blaine. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Kurt."

Kurt hung up his phone and went to do his moisturizing routine. Things hadn't quite turned out how they expected, but for once, it looked like the universe was on his side. He finished his routine and climbed into bed and fell asleep almost instantly.