April 19, 2015.

Well hello there, Finn!

You have no idea how happy I am to receive your response! I was starting to get worried that you wouldn't write because my letter was sort of strange and uncalled for. I really am sorry if I confused you in any way, but I really am so very thankful that you replied. It made my heart flutter a little when I pulled the envelope out of my P.O. Box this morning. I mean, in a friendly way. Like an: "Oh my gosh! I just won free tickets to go see Rent!" type of heart flutter.

Although, you did only write about 3 small paragraphs, Finn. If you're going to do something you might as well go all the way. That's one of my sayings nowadays: "All the way or nowhere at all!" I find it very catchy. In fact, all of Julliard has been saying it ever since it first left my lips. You could say I'm sort of a trend setter here. But, anywho- my point is that you can be open with me. I know it might be a tad awkward since we haven't talked in so long, but we have to fill this gap. If we don't, it might haunt you for the rest of your life. We wouldn't want that…even if it would make a good song.

I've been writing so many brilliant songs lately, if you want to know the truth. My professors just love them. They're no flukes like 'My Headband' from junior year (lol!) but are very deep and enchanting. I bet they would knock the socks right off your feet. I've just had so many boyfriends since I left Lima, the amount of love songs are increasing by the minute. New York boys are so much more determined and realistic. They can keep up with me rather easily, unlike the ones from our hometown.

So much talking about myself is making me blush! Let's talk about you. Finn Hudson. I bet you have so much to say that's happened to you over the last few years you could write a whole book! However, you can't reply this instant so I guess I just have to turn back to me. What a shame!

Well, once I left Lima and packed my things, I felt just so emotional. I remember hugging my daddies good bye and slowly making my way to the entrance to Flight 17. Lima, Ohio to New York, New York. I had goose bumps and my knees began to shake, but of course I didn't show it. A handsome face kissed me goodbye, telling me he would see me again soon…but that never really happened, did it?

I hopped on my plane and we traveled smoothly, my one suitcase in the luggage cart. I thought just having one would be more Hollywood style (or in my case NYC style!)

I can remember it clear as day… getting off the plane in the big apple. The nickname doesn't really say it justice, might I add. It was much more exciting than any fruit imaginable.

From the center of the city I traveled my way to Julliard for orientation the following day. I've been here since, taking many various classes that display each angle of my talent, only returning to Ohio some weeks over the summer to visit my dads. I don't like to leave Juilliard for too long at a time. You're right, it is a lovely school. You should come see it sometime, if you're ever around. And when I do get a part in a Broadway musical, I shall definitely reward you with a free ticket for putting up with the drama of my high school years. You deserve it!

So, what have you been up to for the last three years? I haven't seen you since 9a.m. August 28, 2012. You must have some kind of story that falls after that. Indulge me.

Always,

Rachel Berry *