Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, No.

(A/n) : Skip any mistakes, please. Also I don't know kindergarten school timings in the US.

LeRoy and Hiram Berry looked at each other warily and then back at their 4 year old daughter. Rachel stood before her dads with her arms behind her back and a pleading look in her eyes.

"Rachel, Honey can you repeat what you want us to do?" asked Hiram as he crouched down so he was the same height as Rachel.

"I want us to go to kindergarten tomorrow at 6:30 in the morning. I know it's half an hour before class starts but we need to, my future Broadway career depends on it." Rachel crosses her arms, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Daddies please, and I promise to sleep early today and not stay up singing Don't Rain On My Parade."

"But there must a reason Honey, and won't the school be closed? We can't break and enter, you know it's wrong." LeRoy added.

"Mrs. Peters is always there early cause I heard her speaking to Mrs. Jones that she comes early and I need the new Silver jeweled mike in tomorrow's first period choir class. And Cassandra got it last week and Mrs. Peters let her become the lead and if I go early I can get the mike and pleaseeeeeee daddy." Rachel said in one whole breath, tears streaming down her face as she clutched on to Hiram's shirt.

"Is this really that important to you, pumpkin?" asked Hiram as he picked up Rachel. She turned and nodded, promptly dropping her head back on her dad's shoulder and nuzzling in his shirt.

"Okay then, we'll go early tomorrow." said LeRoy but Rachel was already asleep her tantrum draining her of all energy.

(The next day, Rachel did get her silver jeweled mike and her lead. She spent the entire class smiling smugly at an annoyed Cassandra.)

The End.

Yeah.

I hope you liked my little Rachel drabble. And this is actually something I did when I was 4 and in kindergarten. I forced my mom to take me to school at 6:30 am when it was still dark outside and luckily the gate keeper was at school and opened up so I could get in.

I should also mention that I did this for a chair; yeah. So there we had all these opaque, old looking chairs and one day we get this nice pretty chair (well at least in our 4 year old minds) and everyone would try to get it. So I went early, got the chair and spent half of the day smiling at everyone and then trying to keep the chair when this boy tried to take it away from me but forcing his friends to pull it while I was sitting on it.

And now you know a useless life story on how I was a weird kid.

I also want a cat named Kurt but my parents won't get me a cat.

And I like reviews. It makes my Inner Rachel happy.

:D