#raina smith

Reyna: Hopefully I'm sending this to the right person.

Reyna: But if I'm not hey there stranger.

“Okay is it bad that I kind of forgot I gave you my phone number? Because I did.” And like I saw your name in my contacts and I was like ‘Oh shit I wonder how Rae is doing?’ So uh... here I am.” Reyna montions to herself before sitting down across from the blond with a smile. She missed talking to the blonde. Sure it barely happened. And when it did it was normally just the ocassional text. Reyna barely used her phone to begin with. It was honslty a crime for her to have one.”So how have you been? It’s been way too long.” Setting down a small bag  she grins. “I uh brought some food.”

“It was my fault for caring. I’ve made a habit of never doing that again.”

NAME: Raina Smith AGE: 18 GRADE: Senior BIRTHDAY: ~ FACECLAIM: Candice Accola 

b a c k g r o u n d .

Raina grew up with two loving parents who tried to support her in everything she did, right up until the divorce. After that they stopped caring about what she did and focused on outdoing each other. Custody fights then piles of presents, then more custody fights, it was a never ending circle. It was a circle that made her do something she would never mention to anyone. She ended up in Fairfield Prep because of what she did, making it so neither one of parents wanted her around. Now she lies low, tells it like it is, and tries to stay true to the person she believes she is.

p e r s o n a l i t y .