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Millie's POV:

Today was the day. 

Emmys fittings.

I wonder what I'll be wearing this year.

I crawled out of bed, and made my way to my washroom. I grabbed my brush, and ran it through my light wavy hair. I kind of miss my dark hair.

"Sadie," I spoke quietly, "Time to get up, or we'll be late for our fitting." The red head groaned, rolling over and putting her pillow over her head.

"Sadie!" I raised my voice, "Come on."

"Just a few-few more minutes," she begged, and I rolled my eyes. I bent down and grabbed the pillow from her, throwing it over to my bed. She looked at me with an angry, tired face.

"Millie!" she exclaimed, crossing her arms and sitting up.

"Oh come on! You'd have to get up sooner or later," I told her.

"And quite frankly, I'd choose later," she said grumpily, and stomped over to the bathroom.

She closed the door, and I threw on a tight long sleeve black t shirt, and some dark blue distressed jeans. I slipped on my red converse, and tied my hair up with Eleven's yellow velvet scrunchie.

I swung open my bedroom door, and strolled across the apartment with a skip in my step. I knocked a couple times on Gaten and Noah's door.

"Come in," I heard Noah mumble, and I opened the door cautiously. It was dark, so I went over and pulled open their curtains. The light came in fast, and they both let out a yelp, covering their eyes.

"Jesus, Millie!" Gaten complained.

"Guys, you have to get up. We have our fitting today, remember?" I asked them, and I watched a wave of realization wash over them.

"Oh yeah," Noah said sleepily, running a hand through his bed headed bowl cut. It was always a bit weird seeing Noah with a bowl cut when we weren't on set, but he didn't want to use a wig.

"Alright then, get up and get dressed," I stated, leaving their room and walking to Finn and Caleb's door. I heard talking from the inside, so I naturally pressed my ear up against the door.

"She did what?" I heard Caleb whisper. Who were they talking about, I wondered.

"Like I said, I'm shocked too," Finn replied, and I furrowed my brows.

"Dude, that's insane," Caleb responded.

"I know, and it's even more  insane because she hasn't even talked to me since the whole fake boyfriend thing," I heard Finn say.

Were they talking about me?

"I still can't believe she kissed you when we all went to our rooms though," Caleb said.

Yep. Definitely me. Why would Finn tell him? 

"Neither can I, and she even said that kissing me when we were playing truth or dare wasn't that bad at all," Finn explained, a hint of shock in his tone.

I've had enough of this. I couldn't believe him.

"But you can't tell anyone. Millie would kill me if she found out I told you, or if anyone else knew," I heard Finn plead.

At least he has some  respect for my privacy. 

"Yeah, I understand," Caleb answered.

Alright, that's enough eavesdropping. I knocked on the door three times.