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Finn

I only have three more days until I go back to school. It may feel like the Upside Down during my first few days there, but I seriously can't wait to see Noah, Gaten, Caleb and Sadie at school already. Ever since the Duffer Brothers told us about season three for Stranger Things, they recommended for the majority of us to stay in the same neighborhood so it won't be such a hassle during filming.

But, the reason I've been absent for a while is because I was filming for a commercial and a short film in Atlanta, Georgia. The commercial will not be as iconic and amazing as Gaten's Old Navy Commercial but it will still be pretty awesome.

"That's a wrap everyone! Great job, guys!" the director cheerfully shouted, as we successfully finished the commercial and the short film. A bunch of people clapped joyfully with bright eyes. I'm absolutely grateful to have the opportunity to be able to work with such talented people on set, but I can never replace the Stranger Things Cast.

I miss them a whole lot and love and adore them unconditionally. Sometimes I wish Millie, Charlie, and Natalia were living here. But, I know they're all incredibly busy. Especially Millie. I mean she's a superstar. We haven't seen each other in what seems like forever. I really, really hope she's doing well. My mom and I decided to head back to our hotel room, so we waved farewell to everyone on set.

The car ride to the fancy hotel felt like a quick one to be honest. I felt a bit depressed thinking about the Stranger Things cast I guess I was overthinking it too much. At least I will be able see most of them in three days. We got out of the car trying to ignore all the cameras that passed by. Although, I try not to ignore them because without my fans I would've never been a successful actor, so I'm grateful for the flashes that make me blind from limitless photos everyone took of me.

It felt like the Golden Globe Awards. That was the best night of my life, despite our loss. People thought we deserved the "Best Television Drama Series" award. I felt somewhat sad at first, but I was still feeling wonderfully overwhelmed meeting all these spontaneous people at the awards. It was a fun night filled with unforgettable moments. I finally arrived to the hotel room and packed up quickly so that my mother and I don't miss our flight.

Millie

"Oh my goodness."

"Is she okay?"

"What happened?"

These were the words I heard distinctly as I found myself lying down. I slowly opened my eyes to see my mom's face filled with relief, including several other people surrounding me. I sat up in complete confusion, wondering what in the world just happened. My mom starts to speak cautiously. "I'm glad you're okay, Millie." I nodded, pretending to know what she was talking about. I was trying to look over all the people standing by me because I noticed some lovely decorations, hung neatly. I then turned around to see a bowl of red punch. Right in that moment, I began to realize what has happened.

At a moderate speed, I got up to my feet that felt extremely sore from 'dancing' too much all night. I declared to everyone who was just staring at me in awe, "I would like to apologize to everyone who became concerned about me. Don't worry. I was just super tired from filming every day of the week, so please excuse me while my mother and I take off. Thank you for your absolute support. This event was definitely phenomenal, so I'm glad I attended."

My mom followed along to what I was hinting to her, A.K.A. my intention to leave so I don't have any more embarrassing moments. She grabbed my hand lightly and scurried out the door. As soon as we exited, we couldn't help but glance at the paparazzi who probably knew what happened or got the memo that I was here. Both of us hid our faces as we hurried to the car and drove off lightning speed. Please just let this night be over with already. No, I'm not okay.