𝑅𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 |𝐹𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒

Three

Btw guys, the music studio Millie goes to isn't just all white girls, there are boys and girls of all colour, Asian Hispanic Arab African mixed you name it. It's just to give you an idea lol

Monday2
"Uh, Millie?!"
She sighed. "Yes Finn?" She shouted from a distance.
"I'm going the same way!"
"Oh please don't. I've had enough Finn Wolfhard for today."
"Oh yeah?! Does this note say this though?" He pulled out the crumpled piece of paper, he hadn't read it yet. She ran after Finn begging him not to read the note, she caught up to him as Finn was barely running. She jumped on to his back wrestling of the note, she tried to take off of him but was obviously failing as Finn was about to read the note. He put it up high so Millie couldn't reach it and read the note.
"His dark brown curls, his dark brown curls, his dark brown curls, I'm obsessed with his curls obsessed! I'm obsessed with Finn Wolfhard obsessed!" He laughed after reading the note. "So you really do think I'm cute huh?"
"Oh, Finn you're so funny." She said sarcastically punching him in the arm.
"I mean, you look cute in your uniform." He blushed.
"I'm gonna go to my dance class I'm already late!" She snatched the note out his hand and ran off.
"Wait, Millie, I love you!" He teased running after her. She did stop after some time running and waited for Finn to catch up. "It's fine Millie. I know you didn't mean it." He awkwardly laughed. "You do look cute in your uniform though."
"Oh shut up! Now, are you actually going this way?" She said, starting to walk with Finn.
"Yeah, I have an interview at Clark's dance studio." Millie stopped.
"Please tell me you're joking." She frowned.
"I'm not joking." He smiled. "Why, do you go there for your dance classes?"
"No crap Sherlock. Why else would I be asking? Do you know what position you wanna get, cause I don't see you as a dancer."
"Working at the booth?"
"You're joking." She said stoned face.
"No, I'm serious! I really like music and why not get a job that involves it?"
"What music do you listen to?"
"I can listen to any type of music, I just listen to indie rock the most. Why, what music do you like?"
"I like metal music." She mumbled. "My friends think I'm weird listening to it, but for me, it's just my music."
"So you basically listen to screaming twenty-four-seven??"
"It's not just screaming! You listen to it!" She said passing him her headphones.
"Why I won't be able to understand what they're saying anyway."
"So?! Who cares?! The guitar is amazing in this song!" Millie said. "In indie music, is there not a lot of guitar??" Finn squinted at her and the headphones before quickly taking it and putting them on.
"I can barely hear any of the other instruments." He said giving them back.
"You're just missing out then," she put on her headphones and happily listened to her songs.
"Can we please just go to Clark's?! I'm gonna be late for my interview."
"What times your interview?"
"Like, three thirty?"
"It's three nineteen." They stopped halfway walking and looked at each other, then dashed down the street rushing to the dance studio.

It was three twenty nine when they arrived. Just in time for Finns interview. Finn went through the office and Millie went to the changing room. When Millie walked in, she saw Maddie, the only person there.
"Millie, I've been waiting for you! Where have you been?" Maddie asked.
"Do you know the boy who just went through the office?"
"No but yeah."
"He goes to my school and we got detention but this weird thing happened and so they let us go."
"Do you want me to wait for you?" Maddie sighed.
"Please do." She put on her black leggings and black cropped tank top. Maddie and Millie walked in together just as all the other kids were starting to stretch, so they also joined in. Finn was watching from the back of the room where nobody else could see him, he was a bit nervous and he also thought it was a bit awkward watching a bunch of boys stretch, but he saw Millie. He was watching her like a stalker, he told himself to stop but he just couldn't, he wasn't joking when he told Millie she looked cute and now seeing her doing this? It was too much for Finn.
"Alright guys and girls, as some of you guys know, we have Finn with us in this studio! He will be our DJ man since we really need one and just treat him with respect. Thank you!" Wait, was he looking at me the whole time?! While turning around, she saw Finn quickly look away from her. "So for today we'll just mess around a bit, I'll put you all in groups..." the teacher continued. Millie glanced at Finn quickly and he was still looking at her, he smiled awkwardly and Millie turned around quickly. "Grace, go with...Isiah and...Millie."
"With those losers?!" Grace frowned.
"No words Grace. It's either you go them or sit out, now go find somewhere to do a routine." She stomped off into a corner shouting at Isiah and Millie to follow her.
"So...Any ideas Grace, Isiah?"
"I was thinking of a song to—"
"Shut up! You guys are being so loud!"
"Grace, you're not even doing anything! You're just sitting down."
"My mother owns this building! You guys better listen to what I'm saying!"
"But you're not even saying anything!"
"Millie I will slap the shit out of you!"
"Not while I'm around." Finn jumped in.
"Finn I can deal with this, I've done year of boxing."
"You're that kid from school! That orphan kid, you sure wish your mommy or daddy was around. You're the biggest lowlife ever."
"Grace, shut up! You always have to do the dumbest things."
"Where's the teacher?" Isiah whispered awkwardly, she was stuck in the restroom conveniently.
"A-are you gonna cry??" Grace laughed. "You're mom probably committed suicide after giving birth to you, you're fucking dumb and can't do anything in life except for running away. Go run away to you're dead mother."
"Don't ever talk about my mom like that. You don't know what she did or w-went through. You—" Finn's vision was going hazy and was going pale.
"You're mom and dad, they're dead. Your mother was probably a slut too." Finn didn't feel like he was sick anymore or was going to faint, he felt like killing somebody.
"You don't have any idea what your talking about!" You can't hit a girl Finn, you can't hit a girl Finn.
"Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?!" She shoved him, over and over again.
"Grace, what the hell?! Stop!"
"You're moms a disgusting fucking slut and a disgrace to your whole family and so are you. Your mom was never proud of you and never will be, your dad is a lowlife with a drug addict and a alcohol addict which is why no other person in your fucking family accept you!"
"Finn don't—" He shoved Grace into the wall and went into her face. "Don't ever fucking talk about my mom or dad or family again. Next time, I'll break your finger, next time I'll break your nose, if you continue to do so, I will break both your legs."
"Class, what's going on?!" She burst into the room just in time to see Finn run out and Millie pick up her bag to follow him out. "Grace. Office. Now."

When she caught up to Finn, he was crying.
"She's all talk, she doesn't mean anything. She's just mad that she doesn't have a perfect life."
"Millie, shut up!" He stopped walking.
"My life isn't perfect—"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Hot tears were falling down his face. "You are so lucky to have a mum and dad, that fucking love you! My mom and dad are dead and are never coming back! Do you get shouted at every FUCKING day?! Did you get hit every time you said something wrong or did something wrong or spoke up or asked something or you looked too much of your DEAD mother so then your dad hit you?! Did you go school with a black eye or a cut or a bruise only to get bullied and humiliated further more?! Your mom and dad are still FUCKING alive and they don't hit you or shout at you, so tell me what is so bad about going home every day to a not so SHITTY apartment with food in the fridge with a mom and dad there to care for you and love you, Millie?! What is so FUCKED about that?!" He didn't mean to make Millie upset. He didn't mean to make Millie cry. He didn't mean to make Millie angry. He was just the one who juggled everyone else's problems, the one that never got helped. He hadn't spoken to anybody about his issues in so long, he would always ignore the care workers or the foster homes that tried to help him cause he never over the trauma that went through at his home, he was scared he would get shut up again. He never had the chance to let out all his anger or emotions, so he took out on Millie. Weightless.
"But my mom or dad aren't there for me when I need them! They don't pay attention to me a-and I was just trying to help! You can talk to people but not when you're screaming at them and telling them to shut up, you fucking bastard. My life wasn't as bad as yours Finn but I still have fucking family issues. Just because somebody's problems are worse then yours don't shut them up about it. And maybe Grace is right. You're a fucking lowlife with no mom or dad! Go to fucking hell Finn! I fucking hate you!" She shoved Finn out the way and walked off. They were both very angry at each other. Millie knew she fucked up and so did Finn.

Sorry this is quite short. More will be coming soon tho, if I continued writing it would probably add up to 4000 words or something and I need to get this pre-written chapters out cause I was planing to write the whole thing then publish them separately but I'm just kinda shipping them out now since I've already published the second chapter.

Word count: 1775