Wish You Were Mine (Fillie)

Chapter 1

Finn's POV

As the first girl reading for Eleven walked out, I looked down and studied the floor. I probably was not going to get this job. There didn't seem to be any chemistry with her, and she wasn't very nice. I doubted that the next girl would be any different.

I heard the door open and a new person walk in. I looked up reluctantly and saw a girl that was probably younger than me. She had long brown hair and light brown eyes. She looked only a little bit shorter than me and, I had to admit, pretty.

"Hi, my name's Millie" she said in an adorable British accent snapping me out of my daze.

"Oh, uh... Hi" I replied, sounding a bit surprised.

"What is it?" She asked.

"What?"

"You looked startled by something"

"I just didn't expect you to have an accent, that's all" I said, feeling my face flush a little bit.

She laughed. Her laugh was kind of cute.

"Oh, yeah, most people don't" she said

She was very outgoing and charming. My spirits rose a bit because I did feel a connection this time. From what I had seen of the last audition, Eleven didn't seem outgoing, so I wasn't sure if she was going to get be good or not.

"I never asked you your name" she said, yet again snapping me out of my daze

"Oh, umm, It's Finn" I replied

"Well Finn, are you ready for this read through?"

"Ha, yeah I guess, what about you?" I laughed

"To be honest, i feel like I'm gonna puke"

"Me too" I laughed again

I didn't feel like throwing up because I was nervous for the audition, but the sudden change in people and personalities, and for some reason, Millie was making me nervous.