Sophia Seinfeld is just your average old souled 13 year old trying to make it in the acting business.
Plus, it does help to have a famous granddad who is very active in her family's and her own life.
One day, Jerry decides to be come Sophia's mana...
"Ugh! Duncahahahannn!" I whine while pRYING MYSELF UP oN my bed.
My "early morning blues" as my dad calls it immediately faded as I looked at the picture on the screen of my ALL TIME BEst friend and I.
It was by FAR my favourite picture in the wHOLE world.
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I answer.
"Yeah, Hey, What?" I say sounding very monotone.
"Good morning to you too" he says sweetly through the screen of my iPhone 6s Plus.
"Sorry, you just woke me up" I tell him.
"Just woke you up!? Pheeph, it's 11 am"
"WHAT!?" I scream.
"Be right back" I say getting out of bed and storming out of my room wearing my oversized Rolling Stones shirt that I wear as a night gown.
"Oh no..." I hear Duncan say as I leave the room.
As I'm walking down the stairs, I frustratedly tie my short hair up using the baby blue scrunchy on my wrist.
I stomp into the kitchen thinking I'd find him there but I was proven wrong.
I then wonder into the living room.
"There you are! Grandpa! I thought you were gonna wake me up! You always wake me up when I sleep over! Duncan FaceTimed me and my excuse for looking like I do is that it was- I mean I THOUGHT it was 9. I sleep until 9 on weekends!" I rant to my grandpa nOT KNOWING THAT THERE IS 2 MEn sitting beside my grandpa.
"Phia..." he says pointing to the men while he's trying to hold in a laugh. I can tell.
"Sophia, these are the Duffer brothers. The writers of Stranger Things. I told you we have important stuff to do today"
"Oh my gosh! I'm sooo sorry! Umm... you guys uh, keep-yeah, keep talking. Il go get dressed properly. I am so so sorry. Oh wow Pheeph" I say whispering the last part.
As I walk back upstairs, I think of what just happened.
"Wow your granddad's house is echoey" Duncan says as I walk into my room.
"You heard?" I whine.
"Just the part where you apologized MULTIPLE times. But don't worry, it wasn't that bad. You handled it well. So who are those men? Friends of your grandpas?"
"Uh, yeah!" I reply WAy too fast.
"Umm, gotta go. Talk later?" I say then hang up before giving him a chance to answer.
