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Finn's POV:

Filming came to an end for the day as we wrapped our last scene. I'm still not really processing everything that happened.

Millie thinks I'm attractive, I kissed Millie, then Millie kissed me.

And we haven't talked outside of Stranger Things since the premiere of season one.

I wonder if it has to do with Jacob, or something. She doesn't have anyone romantically in her life anymore, so maybe it's like a with-drawl thing. I don't know!

"Hey, Finn," I heard a soft British voice say behind me.

I turned around to face Millie, who was looking pretty nervous and concerned. She never let her guard down.

"Um..." she paused, loosing her words, "It's, uh..."

"It's okay, just say whatever it is you're trying to say," I tried to help.

"Okay," she breathed in, and heavily breathed out, "I want to say that I'm-I'm sorry for everything that happened today."

My lips parted, about to say something, and then closed. What was I supposed to say?

"Me too?" I replied as if it were a question.

"Also," she started, looking at the floor now.

"I-I didn't mind that rain kiss today," she confessed, and my eyes widened.

What did she just say?

"Did you-did you like it?" I asked, curiously.

"I'll just say that kissing doesn't 'suck' anymore," she teased, quoting her younger self then turning on her heal and walking away.

"And oh," she turned around, "I'm going to New York tomorrow with Noah, so if I'm not there when you wake up, that's why."

"Millie," I said too quietly, as she walked out the door, leaving me alone on the set.

"Kissing never sucked."

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Millie's POV:

I marched out of the set with my head held high, feeling satisfied with the work I put in today. Even with all the weird Finn stuff, I had a pretty productive day.

I was so excited for tomorrow, though.

New York Fashion Week, and I was invited. That was insane. And, I got to bring Noah!

At first, it was just me going. But I emailed the director of the Calvin Klein show I was attending to ask if my best friend could come too. And well, he said yes!

The rest of the actors had ended earlier. It was just me, Finn, and Joe left on set. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and dialled Paige's number.

"Hello?" my older sister answered.

"Hi, can you come pick us up?" I asked.

"Sure, I'll be there in ten minutes," she answered, and hung up.

Joe could drive, but he went with Natalia and Charlie in their car this morning, and well, they already left.

I texted Joe and Finn, telling them to meet me by the front gates.

A few minutes later, Joe appeared walking beside Finn. I can't believe that Finn's the same height as Joe now. Time flies.

"Hey guys," I greeted tiredly, "I called Paige, and she's on her way to give us a ride."