Sage's Story

Nathan Whitlock
Nathan woke up in his apartment in a lazy daze, he didn’t feel like doing anything today. Unfortunately, that was a luxury he didn't have today. Today was his football final and his team, New York, were counting on him to win it for them. He rolled out of his bed and headed into the shower. His girlfriend was still sleeping soundly on the other side of his double bed. Nathan didn’t really do longterm relationships but when it came to his current girlfriend, they never had a reason to breakup and so they were still going strong. In fact they had even started using the L word and he was slowly losing cupboard space to her seeming never ending collection of clothes.

Being careful not to wakeup Sage he moved into the shower, he movements were quite sluggish though. Mornings were never going to be his thing and frankly he was up way too early. Unfortunately though, he had a very busy day waiting for him and heaps of things he had to attend before the game and after. Though he was looking forward hopefully to celebrating their victory, he just had to make it through the day. Nathan stepped into the steady stream of water and let the heat soothe his sore muscles. His coach had been working his team hard lately and it was killer on his muscles. Getting out of the shower he changed into a tee and track pants before heading into the kitchen. He couldn’t exactly cook or anything but he did make two cups of coffee. Taking the mugs into the bedroom he put them onto the bedside table. “Morning Gorgeous,” Nathan said, waking up Sage, before he gave her a sweet wakeup kiss. “I made coffee,” He continued gently as he motioned to the mugs of coffee he had brought in.

Patrick Cavenaugh
Patrick jumped up and stopped Kyra’s actions. “Hey, no I’m not late. I need to leave soon, but I have time to eat breakfast.” Patrick lied soothingly as took her hands into his own. He had seen her almost cut herself and was quite upset at himself for causing her to have that reaction. Smiling softly though he ushered her back to her seat.

“You must be excited about this album?” Patrick asked, lighting up the atmosphere. “I’m sure it’ll be a great hit with the public though, you’ll have to let me listen to it when it’s finished.” He continued genuinely. She was a great artist and her songs and records were always fantastic. He almost felt a little overshadowed by her success in the music industry and he was worth millions in films. Her music didn’t exactly match his own personal choice in music but he really enjoyed listening to her music. He saw her work hard and it gave him a little kick to see hear something someone he loved has put their heart and soul into. Not that he though he’d need her permission to listen to the album, no doubt once it was released it would be everywhere and all over the radio. Smiling he sat back down in front of his plate and continued eating. “Wait, you’re going to a football after party?” Patrick asked quizzically after a second. “Sweetie, You don’t like football.”

((Sorry i was on a school trip))

Sage awoke to Nathan gettin out of bed, but she didnt open her eyes. She lay with her eyes closed, remembering last night. She had gotten an offer to go out of state and model for a huge company, one whose clothes she had admired for almost a decade now, since she waz 10. She didnt know how to tell Nathan yet, as the shoot would take almost a month and she couldnt bring him with her. She hated leaving him alone like that, mostly because she had trust issues and knew guys get lonely and often stray.

Nathan came into the room with two cups of coffee. The sweet smell of her favorite flavor made just the way she liked it lofted to her and made her open her eyes right as Nathan put his hand on her to wake her up. "Morning hun." She smiled as he kissed her. He announced the coffe and she giggled slightly. "I can tell. The whole room smells of french vanilla coffee."

((Sorry i was on a school trip))

Sage awoke to Nathan gettin out of bed, but she didnt open her eyes. She lay with her eyes closed, remembering last night. She had gotten an offer to go out of state and model for a huge company, one whose clothes she had admired for almost a decade now, since she waz 10. She didnt know how to tell Nathan yet, as the shoot would take almost a month and she couldnt bring him with her. She hated leaving him alone like that, mostly because she had trust issues and knew guys get lonely and often stray.

Nathan came into the room with two cups of coffee. The sweet smell of her favorite flavor made just the way she liked it lofted to her and made her open her eyes right as Nathan put his hand on her to wake her up. "Morning hun." She smiled as he kissed her. He announced the coffe and she giggled slightly. "I can tell. The whole room smells of french vanilla coffee."

Patrick Cavenaugh
Patrick smiled lightly at Kyra before grabbing his keys off the bench and heading out into the the garage. Wasting no time Patrick brought his car to life and started the drive to the filming studio. It wasn't too long of a drive, it wasn't exactly just around the corner but it was definitely closer than some of the places he had done filming. At the first red light he arrived at he pulled out his phone, connecting it to the car stereo by bluetooth and dialing the familiar numbers of his manager. He knew the number off by heart, better than his own even. He had known Charlie, since what seemed like forever, he was Patrick's first and only manager and patrick would have trusted the man with his life.

"Where are you man? We were supposed to start filming twenty minutes ago." was the first thing Patrick heard after the call had connected in a rather loud and panicked tone. "Sorry Charlie, I woke up late. I'm on my way there now, I'll probably be there in ten. Please apologize to Frankie for me." Patrick said, though probably being slightly optimistic about the amount of time it would take him to drive to the studio. Frankie, was the director of one of the movies Patrick was currently working on. He was slightly strange and had his own way about him, he always shot the same scene over and over until he got what he considered the perfect shoot. That was okay but no one could ever see the difference in the shoot he picked over all the others. Frankie made good movies though and that everyone could testify to.

"Shit. That's unlike you." Charlie responded after a few moments of silence, in which he was probably trying to absorb the shock that Patrick was actually late. "Well, unlike every over celebrity in the history of Hollywood, you've never actually been late before, so no one's really angry. Besides it's given Taylah some more time to work on those lines of her's that she still hasn't quite got down pact." Taylah was the actor playing the other lead in the movie. Patrick would never admit it or say it out loud, but she could be a little... Slow. Beautiful and was quite the talented actress, but dreadfully slow.

"Be nice, she just has a slightly harder time remembering her lines than the rest of us." Patrick replied, he disliked insulting people and was a man of moral integrity. After only a few moments after he had Defended Taylah though he was left with nothing but a dial tone. patrick just laughed lightly to himself though while hanging up his phone. He remembered when Charlie always used to tell him that he was far too nice for a movie star. In recent years Charlie had given up on that line though, realizing that patrick could never and would never change.


Nathan Whitlock
"What better smell to wake up to," Nathan replied smiling softly down at sage, using the natural charm God apparently gave him. He had never really understood the it himself, but according to every girl he had ever talked into going home with him, he had a very natural charm to him. I know what you thinking, but this was true even before the football, though the football meant he didn't exactly need the charm. He sometimes found himself missing the coffee shop he had worked at back home before the football thing happened. Him and Ryan, his coworker always took bets on getting girls' numbers; it helped the slow days go faster and well, if you won the bet you also had a attractive girl's number.

"So as you no doubt remember, today's the finals, so I have to head out. I have heaps to do today, so I wouldn't be expecting to say me until at least tomorrow afternoon." Nathan continued laughing lightly, "Hey though, tomorrow night, me and you, we are going to stay in and have a movie night. Your choice of movies." He was playing with a lock of her hair but as he finished off what he had to say he leaned down again giving her another kiss. He'd missed spending time alone with Sage recently as he had been crazy busy in the lead up to the finals, what with extra training sessions and whatnot. At this point he didn't even mind spending a night watching chick flicks if it was with the beautiful girl infront of him.

Straightening up Nathan grabbed his keys off the bedside table, and walked towards the door. Though he turned back towards Sage and hovered near the door waiting for her answer about the movie night.

Sage smiled hesitantly. "Well hun. I actually..." She had to head out for the shoot tomorrow morning. "I have an offer. It's a huge company and they want me to be the new face for the upcoming spring line." She stood and walked a little closer to him. She was in her favorite pjs, a satin tank top dress that stopped halfway to her knees with black lace trimming the bottom and the neckline. "I would have to leave tomorrow around noon and wont be back for a while. It is an amazing offer. I would be a real model, on bilboards and magazines everywhere." She frowned and hoped he would be ok with it.

Nathan Whitlock
Nathan laughed lightly before kissing Sage's frown gently, "Please don't frown like that," he said gently as he tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "Why, would do I feel like you're trying to justify this to me, it's amazing, the only thing I'm upset about is that I can't stick around and celebrate with you." He smiled wrapping her up in his arms ad giving her a quick peck. "Speaking of which, I gotta go," he said after a few beats into her ear before he realized her from his hug and turned to leave. "Seriously, I'm crazy proud of you" He yelled out behind him before the front door to the apartment swung closed.

Nathan swore he got every red light on the way to the oval where all the guys from the team were meeting up. Or at least that was his excuse for being late, the truth was that he had stopped for breakfast and another coffee on the way. He was pretty sure his team had seen right through, though that probably had to do with the fact they could also see his breakfast wrapper on the floor of his car. No one really knew for sure it was that though.

He wasn't even that late, he had only missed the first couple of minutes of the coaches speil about how important the game was and to keep their focus. They had all heard it last year anyway, well except for the part he added on the end about not getting cocky just because they won the finals last year. Nathan almost felt as if that comment was addressed to him, he brushed it off though.