America's Sweetheart | Millie Bobby Brown

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   Jamie's POV

I was up late last night watching Netflix, as per usual. Everyone was talking about a show called Stranger Things, but I honestly couldn't care less. I like staying inside my comfort zone, also known as Riverdale. I was exhausted, so I drove to get a coffee (stay caffeinated hoez). "Hi, welcome to Starbucks." said the lady behind the counter. I told her my order. There was this girl behind me in line, though. She was really pretty, i could tell, but she was dressed exactly like how a celebrity would dress, when in public.

My mind immediately wondered if she was famous, but i let it stay in the back of my mind. She probably wasn't famous anyway. I sat down and drank my coffee, but i couldn't stop myself from staring at this girl, there was just something about her. Something that made me feel like i knew her my whole life, but i haven't even talked to her, yet. Then she came over to the table i was at, and sat across from me. 

"Hi, I'm Millie Brown." She said in a sweet, British accent. "I'm Jamie." i paused for a second. "Jamie Holland." Millie Brown. Where have I heard that name before?

 Hi, this sucked but it's fine. I have been a little bit more motivated to write recently, so i started writing this. I hope you like it, i guess.

~ Ur hoe olivia