My Finn…
I'm nervous.
Classes start on Monday, and I'm not ready!
I have exactly one acting credit to my name, and yes we won Nationals, but Unique took home the individual prize, and I won't have the rest of the club there with me when I step out on stage the first time, so how do I know if I'm even good enough to sing in front of these people? Nevermind that the one time I sang specifically for a member of the NYADA staff I forgot the words to my favourite song!
Oh my God, WHAT IF I FORGET THE WORDS AGAIN?
Stop it! I can hear you laughing all the way from here, and it's not a joke! I'm blanking! Barbra was the one who starred in Terms of Endearment, right? Wait! No! That stupid movie didn't even have any music!
I can't remember any songs! None!
Except for N'Sync's Bye Bye Bye, and that's your fault! Why did you have to keep it as your stupid ringtone for 6 months? And now you're still laughing, and quoting the damn thing, aren't you? "I'm doing this tonight, you're probably gonna start a fight!"
Well, I don't find it amusing.
I need you. I need you to be here, to tell me that it's going to be okay. That I'll wow them. That they'll love me. That this is my destiny.
I know I'm needy. I admit it. Because I need you more than I ever needed anything.
Anything.
I'll stop now. This isn't helping. So, I'll just say, I love you. I always have.
Yours eternally,
Rachel.
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