Chapter 5- Glee


Certain members of the New Directions, Quinn, Santana and Puck included, paid no attention to one Rachel Berry when she demanded to have a solo for the upcoming competition. Rachel would clap her hands and preach about how talented she was whilst pitching biased solo ideas to Mr Schuester, who would sit there and take it without protesting even a little bit. The other members, however, would watch Kurt Hummel and his reaction. Kurt's lip would curl into a snarl and his eyes narrowed considerably whilst eyeing the short girl and probably plotting ways in which she could plausibly disappear from the planet without him being tracked down for causing it.

Then he would glare at Mr Schuester for not doing anything about it. He would sigh and then turn to Tina or Santana discuss the latest shopping trip. Mercedes was doing enough scoffing for the both of them to be much of a conversationalist during these times. When Santana was sure that she could hold in her impending laughter, she would talk about fashion with her best boy and Tina. This time, though, she was in no mood to discuss sweaters. She saw how stormy Kurt looked and knew she wanted to do something about it.

"Kurt. Say something to her. You've wanted to for months and you've held in it endlessly. Explode. It's time and Lord knows you've certainly earned the right to after the Defying Gravity mishap. Do it. I'll sit back and chip in if you need me, but somehow I doubt you do. You have enough material to cover." Santana advised, seeing his lower lip trembling with rage.

"Fine." He said, uncharacteristically calm. "Rachel." He piped up to the whole group, causing the girl to spin around, suddenly on the defensive. Santana nudged him and he walked down into the centre of the room, one hand on his hip, looking at her.

"Yes, Kurt?"

"I would rather, on behalf of myself and the entire group, that you didn't take the solo for Regionals."

"You want us to lose?" Rachel thundered, turning on him. Santana smirked and bit her lip. It was exciting to see this after so long. Mike silently encouraged Kurt and the rest of the club followed suit, not wanting to make a noise.

"You singing a solo definitely does not assure us victory at Regionals, Berry." Hearing Kurt sneer her name made Rachel flinch. "That being said, you are extremely talented and your voice adds a lot to any set list. The problem is that you do not seem to respect us or our respective talents in any way, shape or form. Have you even heard Santana, Tina, Quinn, Mercedes and Brittany sing? They are amazing and could definitely lead us to victory. It's high time you used a stepladder and climbed down from your self-constructed pedestal which right now is ten feet above this room. Come back down to Earth and realise that you aren't the only person in the club. Just think about this for a moment, Rachel." Kurt took a breath.

"You're a judge at a show-choir competition. You're watching a club perform and there's twelve members. They're good, the have good vocals, good energy and their harmonies are pretty much on point. But one girl is singing every note, bar a few where another girls belts at the end of a number. There's a boy singing with her, but he's drowned out by her power and enthusiasm. He's good, but you can't hear him. You're only hearing her. Then the number ends and she comes and sings a solo after already dominating the first number. Doesn't that say to you that the rest of them are completely incapable of singing solo without her there? Rachel, it look like you're our safety net so that we don't have to sing. Truth time now. Rachel, your voice is simply stunning and I enjoy listening to it. However, when I'm performing with you, I resent it. Simply because I know there are other people who deserve the spotlight just as much as you do, if not more. We have all, besides Mercedes, bitten our tongues in this club and stayed silent whilst you belted out everything from every Broadway catalogue and then some. Well I am silent no more. Now, Mr Schuester, I talk directly to you." Santana smirked once more, getting shivers. Rachel just stood there, slack-jawed.

"Mr Schuester, when you held auditions for this club, you did not mention that we were auditioning for a choral position in a Glee Club behind the lead soloists. I joined because this place was a safe-haven but mostly because I love to sing. I want to sing professionally after high school ends. But I'm heavily dissatisfied with how this club is formatted. I don't want to be a chorus member. My voice is more than capable of leading numbers and truthfully, I have the best range in the room. That is not to discount my fellow teammates. Everybody in here could successfully sing a solo at a competition. Yet you choose to place us in the shadow of Rachel Berry simply because it's easier for you and she's always willing to do it. Fair enough, we won at Sectionals, but Rachel singing another solo from Funny Girl won't help us take Regionals. It works for Vocal Adrenaline because they have the numbers. We don't have such a luxury. Therefore, we need to utilise as much talent as possible, not just hers. Frankly, I'm stunned that Santana hasn't been awarded a solo at Regionals." All eyes turned to Santana, including Mr Schuester's and Rachel's. Santana just sat there, proud of her boy.

"Her voice is the most unique, besides my own, in the club. She can smash any number given to her with aplomb. Yet she's side lined. Again. You never give us a chance and I'm tired of it. It took my father threatening to blow up the building for you to even consider letting me audition for Defying Gravity. What kind of teaching method is that? It's telling Rachel that she deserves more than the rest of us and she doesn't even have to try. So, Mr Schuester, you need to choose.

"You have twelve members as of now. Can you perform with eleven?"

"What are you trying to say, Kurt?" Mr Schuester inhaled, knowing what was to come.

"I'm saying, Mr Schuester, let somebody else take the lead at Regionals or I'm quitting the club." Kurt jutted a hip out and the other members of New Directions looked stunned that he would even say that.

"KURT YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" Rachel yelled.

"Oh shut up, Berry, he can do what he likes." Quinn piped up, smiling, nodding at Kurt.

"As Quinn says, Rachel, I can do what I like. And I will do so. Mr Schue, I both like and respect you as a teacher and as a person, but I can't do this. I'll be back at tomorrow's rehearsal and if you haven't changed your game plan and allow somebody to else to solo, anybody else, then I'm quitting permanently. I apologise to my friends, but I believe this is necessary for the club and for my own life. I hope you consider my point, Mr Schuester." Kurt bowed slightly and walked out the door.

Rachel began pacing like she was about to be shot. The others just smiled, thinking that they had a good chance to get a solo. Mr Schuester still looked confused.

"Mr Schuester, you don't have to do this. We can get Jacob to come back! Kurt's voice is replaceable and we can—."

"Uh, what?" Mike piped up, shockingly. Rachel looked at him, as if surprised that he could even speak.

"Kurt's voice is the most unique voice in the school. You'd be a fool to deny that." Quinn said.

Rachel's mouth just flapped open and shut quickly, lost for words.

Santana smirked. Yeah, she thought, her boy ruled the school. He was going to dominate the world with her at his side.

Glee Club was the first step.


Author's Note: I can't believe I forgot about Kurt diva-ing out in Glee Club! I liked writing this chapter. Review and also submit any prompts you want for future chapters and I'll write them!