Other Half •• Fillie

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  A/N: hey hey hey! I feel you guys should listen to West Coast by The Neighborhood. It kinda sorta fits ya know, like in some parts you just feel it. Ok so enjoy the story❤️

  Millie's POV
  I look at my computer screen, my mouse hovering over the start button. It looks like my match has already pressed start. Anxiety starts rushing through my body. I've done this since third grade, yet I'm nervous about the results. It's stupid...maybe this person won't even be interesting. I click the start button, but I hesitate.

  Typing...

  Uhhh! I hate doing these!! In the end I end up hating the person I'm with, and all they do is just talk about themselves.

  Anonymous: Who the hell could they have possibly matched me with?

  Same here buddy

  Me:Same. My answers weren't all unicorns and puppies, so neither were yours I'm guessing.

  Anonymous: Yea...this is the first year I've actually gotten somebody who fit me. Mostly because I lied because I didn't want anyone to know that I was feeling the way I did.

  Someone who understands me....that's rare

  Me:Oh...that's shitty, you know, that you have to lie about your emotions.

  Anonymous: Yea..what about you..did you lie

  Me:Me, oh no, not at all. It's the same answered every year for me. You know, not liking life...not being happy.

  Why did I just say that, whoever this is doesn't even car-

  Anonymous: I feel the same way. What's gonna change though, ya know?

  Me:Well a lot could change...but then again I don't even think that, just saying something to make you feel better

  Anonymous: You're a girl...aren't you

  I mean is it obvious

  Me:Why?

  Anonymous: I just have that feeling, either that or you're super gay

  Me:Ha! You're funny, and yes I'm a girl

  Anonymous:Hm...

  Me:And I'm guessing you're a boy...

  Anonymous:Yep

  Ok now that's out of the way

  Anonymous:What can I name you

  Me:you can't name me anything sir

  Anonymous: you know what I mean, like what can I name you in my computer. I hate looking at Anonymous.

  Me:Umm...call me Eleven

  Good think I cover up my tattoo

  Anonymous: How about El for short

  Me:Sounds good, what about you, what can I call you?

  Anonymous:Mike...it's my middle name

  A/N:^^ that's not his actual middle name but you see what I did there

  Me:Mike...cool

  Anonymous:Yep

  You have changed Anonymous to Mike

  Me:Ok, I changed it.