Where she was Blue, I was Grey.

young & free rich teens.

kiss me again. . . . . .don't ever want to find out how this ends. [disclaimer: using celebs for this fic cuz i was young and had a specific vision lol]

finn and millie never got along despite their parents being friends. so what happens when they start actually becoming friends. Will there be a new relationship formed? heartbreaks? read to find out Start: February 8 2019 End: February 8 2020

best friends at the age of nine, meet at their treehouse everyday, until Millie has to move. Only finding herself to return eight years later (completed)

He traces tiny little circles on the lines of my palm, looking all so serious. "Can you really read palms?" I ask. "Yes," He says. "What's my future then?" And I swear, his eyes light up like a thousand fireflies, and a smile crosses his lips for the first time. "Us."

I was at the dance Millie's arms around my neck, my hands on her hips slowly swaying to the music.

"I'm not flirting, I'm actually being nice for once." He said, which made me do a silent laugh. "And why is that?" I asked, giving him a smile. "Because you're different than the others, Millie." He said, which made me smile, but I bit my lower lip to stop the smile. "And how am I so different?" I asked him. "You just are." He said, and I gave him one of my mean stares. He just laughed, and I leaned back in my chair. - When two people from two rival friend groups make their way to find each other, and maybe fall in love along the way- Fillie.

millie bobby brown is a very good student. she always attends school, never gets into trouble, and is all around a well behaved girl. except, her grades are terrible. what will happen when the school's well-known bad boy, Finn Wolfhard, who surprisingly has a 4.0 grade point average, teaches Millie a lesson or two?

Millie was an ordinary girl, ordinary gossiping "friends", ordinary snotty teachers, ordinary house on Mirkwood, ordinary, ordinary, ordinary. Until she attends a summer camp, one with the monster under your bed, one with a love story so sappy you thought it would be a crime, and friends that could be with you for a lifetime. But how long will that last?