whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Where she was Blue, I was Grey.

He passes the tree everyday. Every day she's in it. ☆☆ When the girl in the tree finally decides to speak up, Finn is automatically intrigued by her odd way of carrying herself and the way she looks at the world. He's her first friend in a while, and there's reasons for that that Finn is unaware of. Can he handle the secret (or not so secret) that is Millie Brown?

Bad press is still press.

friendships & feelings.