Elizabeth Olsen is an actress and incredibly talented, knows what she wants, she has the perfect boyfriend, the perfect job and life is just perfect. Isn't it?
Then there's Y/N, who is also an actress. Who is still trying to figure out what it mean...
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Y/N POV
I stared at the ceiling of the hotel room dreading having to go to Jess' place, she tried to text me all last night but I put my phone on DND, after I left Jess' place yesterday I went back to the hotel and fell asleep, since I was sleep I missed Lizzie's call. She had called me three and I slept through them both, I wanted to call her when I woke up but I didn't want to wake her.
So I laid in bed all day as the hours went by, when I finally took my phone off of DND I was flooded with texts from Jess, I didn't bother to read them but I told her I would be over later.
I should've asked Calvin to come with me, it's not like I have anyone here to ask to help, I'm not asking my mom, not asking my grandma or grandpa.. there's no one.
Wait a minute I have uncles, I sit up and rush to grab my phone to call my uncle, and he answers on the second ring, "hey unc you in Baltimore?" I ask as soon as it connected.
"Nah, not right now." He answered and my body deflated, "Why? You good?"
"Yeah, I'm good never mind then, you know if David is down here?" I ask while biting my lip.
"No, he's wit me right now, you sure you good?" He asked and I could hear the worry and I sighed.
"Yeah, I am. I'll let you get back to what you were doing." I say, trying to hide the undertone of disappointment from my voice.
"Alright, don't hesitate to call if you need something." I nodded as if he could see me, but I told him I would and hung up.
Well fuck my life, now I have to go by myself, I slowly got up from the bed, trudging to the door, before my eyes lit up, I do have someone, I rushed out the door to the elevator, please be there.
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"Hi, I'm here to pick up, Kamilah L/N," I tell the woman behind the desk, and she looks at me above her glasses before pushing them back on her nose.
"I'm gonna need to see some ID." She said and I gave her my ID that I already had in my hand, "I'm sorry but you're not on the list." She said and I clenched my jaw, we have the same last name and she's being difficult.
"I'm her sister." I told her but she just shrugs, telling me she's sorry again, "Call Y/M/N she'll allow it." I said surprising myself at how willing I was to speak up.
"Ma'am-" "Call her," I said cutting her off and she paused for a moment before picking up the phone.
I cracked my knuckles took in a shallow breath, and looked around I saw a few kids staring at me, or walking by and whispering to the kids next to them. I straightened out suddenly feeling self-conscious of all the stares I rub my forehead.
"Yes, I have a Y/N L/N here asking to pick up Kamilah L/N and I wanted to confirm with you that it was okay?" She nods, glancing at me, "Yes I know but-" she sighs her fingers tapping on the desk, "Yes ma'am sorry for bothering you." She puts the phone down and I smirk.
