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CHAPTER 17 - same interview

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i wake up to my alarm at 9:31am with smile on my face after remembering i'm seeing olivia again. of course, i've been seeing her every day for the past 2 months, but the smile never goes away. have breakfast, get changed, go to the interview then you can see olivia later.

getting ready after eating, i head to the car. i drive out of the garage, my eyes going to the car screen as i read the contact to who's calling me. i immediately answer the call with the button on the steering wheel. "morning darling!" i say to olivia, stopping at a red light with a smile. "morning y/n, i was scared you were still sleeping!" olivia responds, her voice a little raspy signalling she woke up not too long ago. "well i have an interview in half an hour, so i had no other choice." i step on the pedal as the light turns green. "oh my god, is this your 'same interview' for the third year?!" olivia asks excitedly. "fan girl much? i'm kidding, yes it is." i say, laughing. "god, i'm so excited to watch it!" she says, laughing along. "my number one fan, how cute!" i turn the wheel right. we talk for another 25 minutes, before i reach the building. "alright, i'm here now." i say, parking the car in the car park. "i'll call you straight after my interview's done." "alright, good luck y/n!" 

sitting in the familiar chair, the camera starts rolling. "my name is y/n l/n." i say for the first time on the chair every year. "it's june 23rd and i'm 19 years old." i say to the camera, smiling. "how many instagram followers do you have?" the person says beside the camera. after checking my phone and putting it away, i look up at the camera. "i have 46 million followers on instagram." i say, shocked that it's such a high number.

i watch as last year's me answers the question 'how often do you get recognized in public?' i smile, examining how much my face has matured in a year. "honestly, everywhere i go. it sounds so bad, but i don't mind. of course, i would love if i could go absolutely anywhere, but i love doing what i do, i wouldn't change it for a thing." i answer after the video ends. 'who is your best friend?' "my best friends are harry styles, timothee chalamet, madelyn cline," i answer, the answer being the same as last years, and the year before, and the year before that, "and olivia rodrigo." i add with a big smile.

'favorite artist at the moment?' i chuckle to myself, knowing every year i answered harry styles. "it's always gonna be harry styles, he's the best singer i know. but recently it's this girl called olivia rodrigo, but i'm not sure if that's really an answer since she doesn't have any actual published songs out on spotify or something, besides having cute originals covers on instagram which you should definitely check out. but i promise, she'll be your favorite artist soon." i answer the last part mysteriously, pointing to the camera. 'favorite thing you've done in the past year?' "uh... it's gotta be the cruise i just went on with all my friends. that sure was a fun 2 months!"

'scariest thing you've done?' "oh, definitely those waterslides on the cruise. you know, the ones where you cross your arms and the floor drops, your heart dropping as well as you fall literally vertically. " i answer, laughing softly to myself. 

30 minutes later, saying goodbye and thank you's, i head out of the building and walking to my car. "how was it?!" olivia asks excitedly after answering immediately. "it was great, i'm excited for you to watch it." i say with a cheeky grin that olivia can't see. "when do you think it'll be out?" she asks. "maybe a week, maybe less? they're quick with editing." i assume, turning left. 

a few hours pass, and i hop in my car again, the time showing 5:02pm. 10 minutes later, i get out of my car, walking up to olivia's door. i knock on it 4 times, waiting for the door to open. "hey!" she says, and i step back as olivia turns around, locking the door behind her. "cute dress!" i say, holding her waist as i look down at her dress.