Y/n Brown is 16 working on Enola Holmes with her sister with her best friend Louis. They have been best friends since they were in kindergarten.
The weird thing about Y/n and Millie's friendship or sibling love, is.... Confusing. Y/n's tired of her...
Hi. I'm Y/n. Before you ask why I'm talking so depressingly is because, well. I am depressed. My sister hates me and I idolise her. It's weird I know.
But I have my best friend Louis to thank for helping me survive life. He's always there for me when I need him the most. My mom is an E.R nurse and works night and day shifts so me and Millie stay at home alone most of the time.
Now let's start!
I was sitting on the couch as I scrolled on my Instagram profile.
*ding!* Ugh my dms. It's probably a someone wishing to have a celebrity's phone number. I'm friends with a bunch of famous people. Such as, Finn Wolfhard, Tom Holland, Zendaya, Sadie Sink, Caleb McLaughlin, Gaten Matarazzo, Noah Schnapp and a few other people.
I checked my dms and nothing was there. Just a bunch of junk. Huh. *ding!* There it is again! Except it was louder. "COMING! Y/n, hey- You we're here this whole time?!" Millie, my twin sister, asked/yelled.
"Uh yea?" I asked still having my eyes fixated on my phone. "Well why didn't you get the door bell?!" She asked/yelled again. Oh! That's what that dinging was. It wasn't my dms. Shit.
"Whoops!.." I said hiding behind the curtain beside the couch. "Oh your so dead!" She yelled chasing me around the house. "CECELIA! WHAT THE HELL MILLIE! CECELIA! HELP MILLIES CHAISING ME WITH HER SLIPPER!" I yelled running into my older sister's bedroom.
(Btw guys, this is an idea on how the living room looks like, of course it doesn't have to look that way just giving you an idea.)
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Once I stood foot inside the bedroom the cold air embraced me. Her room was freezing cold, it's like I was teleported into Antarctica! "I got y- H- holy crap! It's like s-s-sub-zero in here!" Millie gasped, dropping her slipper onto the ice cold floor.
"Both of you out of my room!" Cecelia yelled slamming the door shut. "Well shit." I murmured underneath my breath. "Yea. OH SHIT THE DOOR!" Millie yelled running down the steps. "FUCK!" I yelled dashing down with her.
Millie made it first and unlocked the door. "Oh hi! Uh, you're here for y/n right? Oh for both of us? Ok come in!"
I looked at the door and saw my agent Lily. "Lily, what are you doing here?" I asked pouring myself some orange juice. "I have some news." She said sitting herself down on a seat.
