A/N: I am not sorry for any Rachel-bashing. I really just hate her. She's a brat.

"I'm just sick of it, Rachel! I'm sick of you always getting what you want!" Kurt screamed. He sat down on the floor of the bathroom, holding the phone to his ear. For years, Rachel had gotten what she wanted while Kurt sat on the sidelines. Today, that was going to change.

Rachel replied angrily, "So what? You're just going to do this show without me? You know that Wicked is my dream, Kurt!"

"But that doesn't mean that you need to sabatoge the show so that you, the understudy, gets to show up Lizzy, who got the part, and have people fall at your feet! Life doesn't always go the way you want it to!" he yelled. Realizing how upset he actually was, Kurt took a deep breathe.

Rachel was quiet for a second, then responded. "People don't always fall at my feet," she said, though it sounded like more acting to Kurt.

"Really. So when you were a sophomore and got the Glee club director fired because he wouldn't give you the solos, that wasn't you getting your way? When Mr. Shue gave you every single fucking solo during Sectionals, Regionals, and Nationals, that wasn't you getting your way? When you got into NYADA after basically three fucking auditions, two more than you should have gotten, that wasn't people falling at your feet?" Kurt held his legs and rocked on the ground, shaking in anger.

Rachel said, "Oh, I know where this is going. You are still upset that I got into NYADA and you didn't. That was three years ago, Kurt. You can still reapply. It's not too late. It's not my fault that they saw my talent-"

"There you go again! I can't believe you!" Kurt exclaimed angrily.

Rachel asked, "I did what?" She sounded almost unaware of what she had just said.

"You know what?" Kurt asked. "I'm just done. I'm done with you always getting your way. I WILL be the Wizard in Wicked. You can't make me quit because you don't get your way. Plus, if you try anything on Lizzy, now I know what you're planning, and I will get you fired. I'm not losing my dream because you're a sore loser. Get over yourself, and give me a call back when you see yourself for what you truly are." Kurt hung up, and started sobbing.