#lol on any other show she and kaitlyn would have a not tiny following

[booasaur]

Special Ops: Lioness - 1x07 - requested by anonymous

[4am-miracle]

a saga: kelowna m&g experience

okay i got about a hundred messages asking for the m&g experience, so here it is. i’ll start from the beginning. i hope you’re ready cause it’s long so it’s under a cut (is under a cut still a thing? am i showing my age??) there are some pictures at the bottom as well.

before the show or right after, you need to check in with your meet and greet ticket. there is a separate table/area for this, and they’ll give you a little red maple leaf lanyard that says “the thank you canada tour vip” on it and they will tell you where to go after the show.

after the show you line up and wait for a while for the cast to change and get ready and come out. we were in a tiny little lounge with terrible backgrounds and lighting but oh well. @paulsens and i were about 3/4 of the way back in line. it was at least an hour until we finally got in the room, but we weren’t in a rush.

first table was kaetlyn and patrick. they were super cute and signed my picture and said it was a cool idea. kaetlyn signed and then told me she spelled her name wrong??? she said she had never actually spelled her name like that before lol. we mentioned we were from the states and patrick asked where and said that there had been a lot of people from the states there already. 

kaitlyn and andrew were at the next table and were lovely. kaitlyn was stunning in person. we talked a little bit about them doing the rhythm dance for the show. they signed and were trying to figure out where to sign because their area was pretty dark. i told andrew i had a silver sharpie if he wanted to use that, and he pulled a silver right out of his pocket. i accidentally grabbed kaitlyn’s black sharpie as i went to leave and when i realized i put it back and was like “oh that’s not mine” and she (jokingly) snatched it off the table and said “MINE!” it was cute.

there is very little to tell about eric and meagan. they were super quiet and not that talkative lol. i told eric i loved his piano piece and said it was cool to get to see something so different at an ice show.

i remember exactly nothing about what happened with elvis because vm were next and i was freaking out. he liked my photo and was nice?

they save the best for last of course. i could not stop staring at tessa. she was so beautiful and had the most lovely voice in person and i’m just so in love. i had the photo and book, but when we were in line they told us we could only get one thing signed so i went for the photo. scott saw it and thought it was a really cool idea, then gave it to tessa to sign. after she signed she looked at my book and asked if i wanted them to sign that too. i was like “yes, but they said...” and she said they would do it anyway. breaking their own rules lol. i told them i was also at the show yesterday and scott asked which one i liked better. and i said “well the one yesterday had confetti...” and he goes “yeah don’t tell anyone that!” (lol) and talked about the difficult load in they had which is why they didn’t have time for confetti (it was clearly true, they were still building the tunnel when they opened the house and started letting the audience in). 

tessa and i talked about the newsroom/molly’s game/aaron sorkin for a minute. there were lots of little side convos going on between them the whole time, whenever there were a few seconds of downtime (while signing, getting ready for pictures) they were saying things to each other that i couldn’t hear/understand/ever hope to follow. 

their handler dude asked if we wanted to take a picture (aka not so subtly moving things along) so i took a picture with both of them. i asked if i could get a picture with tessa alone and scott literally shot up out of his chair to get out of the way. i’ve never seen someone move so fast. he pretended to wipe his tears away and said we needed a girls picture (yes, scott. girls picture. it’s not because i’m in love with your business partner or anything...). we took our picture and i jokingly said “sorry scott!” and tessa threw in that usually people were asking for pictures with scott alone. (please don’t take this as seriously as some people are making it out to be. i promise they are both very okay with it and used to it. neither of them find it disrespectful in any way. they didn’t even think twice). kind of wish i had asked her for a hug but she’s clearly not as effusively physical as scott and i didn’t want it to be weird lol. next time. i was so, so happy to get a picture with just tessa because i wasn’t sure i was going to ask for it until i got to them to feel it out. made my entire life. i love tessa virtue only.  

tessa was just as stunning up close and they were both so, so kind and genuine. they really make you feel like you are the person they were waiting to talk to all night. and then they do that with the next person. it’s incredible. i was worried that it would feel super rushed with them and while the experience was really quick they don’t make you feel like you are a burden on them even a little bit. i was honestly floating for hours afterward. i still can’t believe i got to meet them and if it were a realistic possibility i would quit my life in a heartbeat to follow the show around canada for the next 2 months. i never want to care about anything else again.

the entire show was electric and a weekend i’ll never forget. the energy in both buildings (abbotsford and kelowna) was incredible. tessa and scott and the rest of the cast are freaking amazing (anyone bitching about the show or either of them can take their business elsewhere honestly). it was the most incredible experience and worth every penny to get up to canada from la. plus i got to meet my amazing friend @paulsens in person and now we’re bonded for life. 

i hope this was helpful/fun to read and i’m happy to answer any other questions.

[maxattack-powell]

The Freshman 1-4

Book 1-4

Chapter 4: The All-Nighter

Masterlist - go here for other chapters and related original fics

Disclaimer: The following are fics (adaptations from actual game chapters AND original works) to Choices: The Freshman and The Sophomore stories. It is a fictional adaptation. I (we) do not work for Pixelberry Studios, the game developer or own the rights to the characters Chris Powell, Nicole or any other IN GAME character. All of the ORIGINAL characters, storylines and events were developed for my adaptation of The Freshman story.

Comments: I enjoyed playing Choices The Freshman… and then I found this awesome group of people and their works - I’ve loved it all, very much so. Deciding that I wanted more interaction than the options allowed, I’ve gone through the first book, chapter by chapter (omg painfully slow) to follow the story (95-99% I’d say) and add to it as I felt would benefit.

Basically, I wanted to include certain things that weren’t really full fic size worthy, adding to the story. However, I did add some full size fic moments also… some are included in cannon chapters, some are their own full chapters in between. I wanted to see MC and Chris through their freshman year… with more angst, fluff, sweetness, real life and overall detail. So, if you like that pairing then you’ll be satisfied, otherwise sorry James & Kaitlyn fans lol. I even added some parts from Chris’s POV, so that we have a chance to see what he’s thinking, knowing what she experienced.

There will be ADULT and/or NSFW moments in certain chapters - this is a warning lol. I will try my best to make it obvious as it occurs...

Paring: MC x Chris

POV: ~MC~ or ~Chris~

 ~MC~

-10:00 p.m.- MC sucks in a deep breath, blinking in such a way to stretch her face. Everything was taught from staring at the screen for hours. "Okay!” She suddenly claps her hands together, causing some of the roommates to jerk out of their typing immersion.

“Quick check-in… how many pages has everyone finished?" She looks around the room hopeful. Chris throws both hands up in the air, almost in a surrender, letting out a weary puff of air. "Eight!" "Twelve!" Zack about screeches next to her, clearly losing his mind from monotonous task. Abbie smiles bashfully. "Thirty!" "Thirty?!" Tyler’s mouth just falls open while he stares at her in awe. Abbie shrugs at him. "What can I say, I spend a lot of time online." She laughs, almost at herself. MC nods before looking at her computer. "Fifteen pages. Okay, time to concentrate and really do this!"

She types madly for another hour or so, this time getting to twenty pages. "At this rate I might actually get some sleep tonight!"

She keeps going for a while before checking her progress. Now she was at thirty pages, and a smile crosses her face. "I'm even giving Abbie a run for her money!" She laughs and tosses a crumpled paper ball at her friend who doesn't notice until it's too late. Chris appears then, looking over her shoulder to check on her progress. "Wow... you're getting a lot done." "Let's just say I'm highly motivated..." She shakes her head with a sanguine smile. Chris moves to sit next to her at the table as the others get up to stretch, giving them privacy by default. "And why's that?"

She turns thoughtful for a moment, her hands still on the keys. "I want to stay because of my friends.’ She looks up and over the room. “Look around... look at the way everyone is here helping me. I've never had friends like this before, and if I leave school... I'll lose them.” She pauses and gathers a little courage to continue. “And to be honest, because of you too. I..." She pauses again, chewing on her lip as she looks around the room again, lowering her voice even more. "I can't lose you Chris." Chris’s face falters, his emotions foggy and unclear. "MC, I... last night..." He takes a deep breath and looks around the room as well, noticing Kaitlyn and Abbie looking towards the two of them. He closes his eyes for a moment before continuing. "Don't worry. You're not going anywhere. We won't let that happen." He gives her hand a quick squeeze and gets up to leave. As he heads black to his laptop in the next room, Kaitlin and Abbie sidle up to MC. "Okay... time to dish. What's the latest on you and Chris?" Kaitlyn probes. "What are you talking about?" MC plays it off, trying to get back to the pages in front of her. "Don't play dumb. I know you two stayed behind last night..." Kaitlyn puts her hands on her hips, waiting. Abbie hisses at their persistent friend. "Stop pressuring her, Kaitlyn. They were probably just talking... Plus, MC would never be reckless enough to date someone in the house, right?" "To be honest... I don't even really know what's going on right now. It's like we have this… bond. Or understanding… or something. See, I don't even know what I’m trying to say. Chris and I have… something." She grimaces at the last sentence, not happy with her choice of words but unable to do any better. "I knew it! You two totally had a connection.. You work fast!" Kaitlyn jabs at MC playfully with her elbow. Abbie looks at them both with surprise. "I... I just hope you're careful. You heard him. He's not ready for a new relationship yet.” She crosses her arms. “And I just hope the suite can stay drama free." MC looks at her, contemplating her words. "I'm not so sure…” She runs her hand through her hair. “Anyway, we should get back to work." "You're the boss..." Kaitlyn gives a thumbs up and turns on her heels, heading for her laptop.

-Midnight- "Looks like we're ahead of schedule, we're almost a third of the way through!" MC tries not to get too excited, jinxing them all. Kaitlyn is in the kitchen, holding the coffee pot with a look of panic on her face. "But we just hit a serious emergency: the coffee maker is fried." Abbie quickly looks up from her keyboard, a look of dread on her face. "What?!" Tyler throws his hands up to his head, grabbing both sides of his hair. "Game over man! We're doomed!" Zack quickly stands up, an idea bursting to get out. "Not if I can help it! It just so happens that the campus coffee shop is only a short walk from our dorm. Even better, the barista is a total babe, his name is Brandon, and he basically looks like he was carved by Michelangelo…” The roommates laugh at his sudden focus shift. He walks over to MC, placing his laptop on the table next to hers. “Please, please come with me, MC! You can be my wing-girl! Plus, we'll get enough coffee to keep everyone awake and typing!" Tyler nods, eyes wide. "Yes, please go with him MC! We need that coffee... and if Zack goes on his own, he'll spend all night working up the courage to talk to Brandon and never make it back.” He shakes his head, knowing all too well he speaks the truth. Sensing he's right, MC agrees. "Alright, I'm in. Let's go, but we need to hurry. Everyone text me your order!” She shouts through the suite, hearing everyone confirm her request, even Chris yelling his thanks from his bedroom. "That's my girl!" Zack throws his arm around her shoulder and they take off, almost at a sprint across campus. A few minutes later... Zack falters as they enter the coffee shop. "I totally owe you one, MC. I know I talk a big game... but under all of this steely confidence is the heart of a tiny, scared mouse." He wrings his hands together nervously. "Somehow I have trouble believing that." She smirks at him. Zack's face suddenly changes to a look of shock blended with adoration. "There he is!" He whisper shouts at MC while shifting to put her between him and the barista.

A tall handsome man comes out from the back room, right towards the counter, taking a customer's order. MC notices his warm smile and soft brown hair as it almost conceals his eyes. He's trained it to part on one side and fan over his face, almost so he can hide behind it when needed. His broad chest fills out his sweater nicely, but she immediately notes how there would be no comparison if Chris was wearing the same sweater, seeing how he had twice the thickness throughout his upper body. Zack interrupts her musing of the male form, jerking her back to the present. "Just look at him. The hottest thing around here isn't the coffee." MC nods in agreement. "You're right. He is a hottie." Zack breathes out nervously. "Tell me something I don't know." He looks over at Brandon again, and she sees him swallow hard. "Ah! Panic is setting in! What if he's not into me? What if he's not even single?" He pinches the bridge of his nose, crushing his eyes close. "What if he isn't into guys?" "I guess... asking him would be a good start?" MC gives him an attentive smile and rubs his upper arm. "Great idea! I need you to go get some intel. I'll wait over at that table WAY over there!" Zack takes off, basically speed-walking to a table at the back of the shop. MC shakes her head as she reaches the front of the line, coming face to face with Brandon. Brandon gives her a genuine smile as she approaches the counter, glancing over towards Zack. "Everything okay? Your friend took off in a hurry..." "I think he just gets nervous..." MC admits, glimpsing his way briefly before turning back to Brandon. "I've seen him hanging out a few times. What's his story?" Brandon lowers his elbows down on the counter, resting his head in one hand while the other crosses to rest on his bicep. "Zack? He's the funniest guy you'll ever meet." She lets out a small laugh after thinking about the last 24 hours. Brandon straightens back up, away from the counter and shifts to get a better look past MC. He and Zack make eye contact and Zack quickly looks away at his phone, trying to hide the pink tinge growing across his cheeks. "So he's funny... and cute?" He smiles. "Oh yeah, and did I mention single?" She quickly adds. Brandon lightly laughs, his grin growing as his eyebrows lifts with interest. "Now you did." "That actually reminds me of something I wanted to ask you... are you seeing anyone?" MC smashes her smile to a thin line, her face still showing delight as she waits for a response, hoping she wasn't too forward with the barista. He smirks and slowly wipes the counter down, looking up at her under his bangs. "Somehow, I don't think you're the one who wants to ask me that.” He nods in Zack's direction. “You can tell your friend that he should come talk to me himself... and that I'm into shy guys." He winks at her before taking down her coffee order. She heads back to the table where Zack is anxiously perched on the end of his chair. "So... what did he say?" "Sounds like he's actually married to a really nice girl..." MC sighs dramatically, a somber look on her face. Zack, losing his composure, let's his mouth fall open. "What?! Am I that oblivious?" His brow creases deeply and he begins to frown, contemplating. MC suddenly feels bad at her horrible attempt at a joke. "Relax! I'm just kidding!" She grabs his shoulder and shakes him out of his gloom. "He seems into you, you should go talk to him." His face starts to brighten, weight lifting from his shoulders. They sit there for another minute as he builds up his courage, finally walking over to Brandon. They both shyly smile at each other and strike up a conversation. MC turns her attention to her phone, sending a text to their suitemates, letting them know they have the requested caffeine and are about to be on their way back. Zack comes back towards their table after a few minutes, an uncertain look crossing his face.

She gives him a small smile, hopeful for her friend. "So... how did it go?" "Terrible." He sighs and sits down across from her. She blinks and shakes her head in disbelief. "Really?! You guys are chatting for like... what, ten minutes?" Zack closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Yeah... and then I ordered another coffee and said goodbye. I didn't even get his number!" He groans and rubs his eyes with the palm of his hands. MC then notices something off about Zack's new coffee cup and points to it, redirecting his attention. "Wait a second... look at your cup!" Zack peers through his fingers at her, confused for a millisecond before his eyes go wide. He starts spinning his coffee cup until he can see the bold writing. "Brandon wrote his number!" He almost shrieks before silencing himself quickly. MC smiles as she reads the entire message. "And a winky face!"

Zack throws his arms around her, somewhat lunging across the table, almost knocking all the coffee cups onto the floor. Startled, MC quickly grabs the cup carrier and laughs, patting him on the back with her free hand. "Best. Wing girl. Ever." He let's go and gives her an infectious smile. "I'm never leaving home without you again."

They both get up to leave, Zack glancing one last time over his shoulder towards the counter. Brandon was already looking at him, giving him a smile, causing Zack to blush and give a bashful smile in return, before quickening his steps towards the door. MC was close behind, giving Brandon a quick wave as she joins Zack outside. When they arrive back at the suite they hand out everyone's order. "...and here's a double-espresso for my favorite football star." Zack begins walking towards Chris who just came back into the main living space. Tyler suddenly stands up and places his hand on his chest. "I assume you're talking about me." He gives an exhausted but genuine laugh. "Very funny." Chris moves next to Tyler and gives him a small shoulder check, causing Tyler to take a step to keep his footing, fortunately still grinning. "Now hand over that cup. I can barely keep my eyes open." He gives MC a very weary smile. Zack leans in towards MC. "By the way, I owe you big time. Anytime you need a wingman, I'm at your disposal." MC glances at Chris briefly as he and Tyler joke around while drinking their coffee. "I may take you up on that. But for now, what I really need is for you to type your heart out." She turns towards everyone else who has congregated in the center of the living room. "Let's keep pushing everyone!"

-4:00 a.m.- MC gets up from her laptop and heads to the kitchen for a quick break, unaware of its current occupant until she finds herself alone with Chris. His back is towards her as he leans down, returning the juice to the fridge. He stands and turns towards her, shutting the door, still not seeing her. He doesn't outright jump, but he does slightly startle at the new presence in the kitchen once he does. Chris looks tired, but he immediately warms to her as he moves a little closer. "Hey..." He fidgets with the hand towel on the counter. "We haven't really had a chance to talk about last night." With the day she’s had, she had not really thought about it actually, having almost no down time. Her second day had flown by so fast, that last night about felt like a week ago. She took a deep breath, trying to collect her thoughts through the growing awkwardness. "Yeah... that was really... nice." She laughs nervously, her smile laced with exhaustion. A faint red flush had began building up his neck towards his cheeks, framing in his tender smile. His one hand still tightly clenching the kitchen towel as his other finds itself running through his hair, grabbing at the nape of his neck.

MC smiles then, noticing his anxious habit, really starting to find it adorable. "Yeah it was. I... I don't usually do stuff like that." He flashes a toothy smile, looking into her eyes, causing her pulse to liven.

Worried about his meaning, MC struggles to get her response out. "Oh, me neither! I mean I..." She grasps for the rest of the sentence, coming up empty. "Don't worry. I know." He looks down at her hands, studying them as they firmly hold one another. "I guess the bigger question is... what happens now?" His face turns semi-serious, smile mostly gone, but enough remains to make her feel alert. "Chris..." She bites at her bottom lip, causing his eyes to move down from her eyes to her lips. "I think there's something special between us." "So do I..." Chris gives her a small sideways smile before sighing and breaking her gaze to look at the towel he was now crushing in his hand. "I just..." He closes his eyes and continues. "I promised myself I wouldn't do this... that I wouldn't get serious with someone again, and..." His other hand goes back up, gripping his traps in frustration. MC feels bad for him then as she feels the pain radiating from his person. "Listen." She moves closer, closing the space between them. She places her hand on his, currently gripping the towel so hard his knuckles were white. "Don't stress about it."

He opens his eyes, meeting hers, the struggle clearly evident there as he searches her face.

"I'm not even sure if I'll be able to stay in school at this point. It doesn't exactly seem like the right time for a 'Define the Relationship' talk..." A small frown crosses her lips as she steps back, removing her hand from his. Chris stares at his exposed hand for a few moments longer and she worries that she just ruined her chance with him. He clears his throat and swallows. "Sure. I uh... I understand." He lets go of he towel and shoves his hands into his jean pockets, visibly turning in on himself. "I mean, it's like I said before... after everything that happened with Nichole, I'm pretty confused." His eyes darken and turn into narrow slits as he focuses on the counter. MC steps closer again, not willing to let her true feelings be pushed down this time. "Chris, I..." She leans forward, placing a hand on his chest, before looking up slowly into his dejected eyes. "I really do care about you." His face begins to lighten up as he peers deeply into her eyes. "Let's just say we are both... exploring our options." He covers her hand with his, keeping against his warm, muscular chest. "But hopefully, once things settle down for you, we can talk about this a little more." He gives her hand a firm squeeze and she feels his heart beat against her palm. "Sounds like a plan..." She replies wistfully. "Well, great. I, uh, better get back to work." He lowers her hand from his chest, holding it briefly as he begins to walk past her. "Talk to you soon..." She says in a tired voice. MC swears she feels a slight squeeze again, before his warmth was gone as he leaves the kitchen. Just as Chris disappears, Zack manifests in his place, immediately noticing the expression on MC's face. "Hey... everything okay?" She forces herself to perk up instantly, throwing a huge smile across her face. "Yep! Just, uh... psyching myself up to get back to work." He pats her on the back enthusiastically. "Right on! Time for one last push!"

-7:30 a.m.- Staring at the screen in disbelief, MC shakes her head. "That's…” She lets out a huff, “...that's the last page!" Kaitlyn throws her hands up and topples backwards off the couch. "We did it!" Zack jumps up and reaches out triumphantly. "Group hug!" Abbie sighs, but gives a weak smile. "Okay, one hug. Then I'm headed to bed.”

Zack grabs at everyone as they all converge in the living room briefly. Everyone but Kaitlyn heads towards their rooms, as she decides to pass out on the couch instead.

Abbie looks at MC calmly. “Good luck, MC. I hope you get to stay." "Me too..." She waves at them all, her anxiety beginning to build. She packs her laptop and a few thumb drives as backup, before she heads to the door. Quickly tossing some shoes on she moves across campus as fast as her exhausted body will let her. A few minutes later, she arrives at Vasquez's office. She walks in and finds him there already. MC just knew he would be there first thing, so she let out a huge breath of air, glad she made herself hustle to his office. She doesn't say a word as she opens her laptop, placing it on his desk and turning it to him.

"Let's see here... better spot check a couple of scenes... no typos so far..." He suddenly looks impressed, pursing his lips together, almost as if he was fighting a smile. "Congratulations... you completed your task. The manuscript looks... adequate." "Adequate?" She forcefully lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "What do you want? A gold star for finishing a basic assignment?" He raises an eyebrow at her, begging for her retort. "Actually... you should be way more grateful. Not only did I work all night... but so did my friends." The irritation was apparent in her tone as she ended her statement. "The least I deserve is a 'Thank you'!" Professor Vasquez sneers at her. “If you want a thank you, go volunteer. This is a job." His expression softens. "But then... I guess you're entitled attitude is why I hired you." His eyes narrow and he looks at her as a whole. "You see... my new book is centered on a group of freshmen students in the modern age... and I need firsthand account of what it's like to live that life."

He smiles then, causing MC to feel her unease begin to build. "Your actual first assignment is to write a detailed summary of everything that happened last night. Was there any drama? How did your friends react when you ensnared them in my little test?" Realization hit MC like a brick house. Her face reflects her anger now, eyebrows drawn down sharply as her mouth pulls tight. "Wait... are you saying that the whole 'Type up a 1,000 page novel' thing was just..." She waved her arms in-between them to enunciate her words. "...a test?!" Apparently the professor doesn't appreciate her attitude and matches her look with his own. "Of course it was! Now start writing out the details of the experience. And when you're done with that, I've got your next assignment ready... one of the characters in my book is a football player. I'll need you to go find it what that's like with some firsthand research." "I... I do have one friend who's a football player, but..." She hesitantly begins, not liking the idea of dragging Chris into her assignment drama. "But nothing! I need you to go talk to him in-depth about his life." MC looks down at her feet in disbelief at the new request, beginning to speak, mostly to herself. "After the talk I had with Chris last night, I..." She doesn't even get to finish her thought. "Less complaining. More working. Get to it!" He snaps his fingers at her, turning away from her and back to his work.