Red Rum.

Five.

Dear Jessica,

Though I have only been on the plane for a couple hours I miss you more than ever. I have no idea where I am at this point. All I really know is that I am on a plane on my way to Anglesey. Also, you're not the only one who has found your cutie. I, too, have found a cutie as well. I mean, not one to call my own, but I found a cute guy on the plane. His name is Kyle, I'm not quite sure how old he is or anything, I am quite sure he is my age, maybe a bit older? He is just...so cute. I know what you're thinking "Go get 'em, Rainne!" but here's the dilema, he is WAY out of my league. I mean, not even in the looks department but also in the intellegence department. I mean, this guy is a future Harvard student. He is that type of guy who would grow up to be a scientist (I mean, he is already into space, clearly) and marry a surgeon. They'd have two beautiful, perfect children, a girl and a boy, equally as smart. They'd probably live in Los Angeles in a perfect white home with a long driveway and garden/. They'd probably rarely see each other due to their busy schedules but still have a perfect life because they love each other unconditionally. The American dream. Wait- not even that. The Human Dream. 

But get this.

He is going to Hope's Peak Academy. Just. Like. Me. Obviously, I have no chance with him, but oh well, man. He is hella cute. Maybe we'll be good friends or something.

*friends* (; (; (; (; (; (;

I think I covered everything. Goodbye, love. I miss you!

J.B.T & A.R.M = homies for life! 

;D Lates!

- Your Best Friend [Rainne!]