The game was over, and Veterans Memorial Stadium was starting to empty. The flash interview with the star of the night, Andrew, had already wrapped up. Right now, Andrew was in the locker room with the rest of the team.
Outside, near the main entrance, students and families mingled: players’ relatives and others who had stayed behind to chat a little longer. Bosco fans without close friends on the roster or guys on the team slipped away quickly, in silence: after a loss like that, the...
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Owen and Sophie made the popcorn, turned off the lights, and sat together on the couch. Owen opened Netflix and hit play on the movie.
The Name of the Wind (2021) was directed by David Lowery, a filmmaker who debuted with his first feature in 2009, and this film is without a doubt his most successful, commercially, artistically, and culturally.
Owen had never read the novel in his past life, and the former Owen hadn’t seen the movie either, despite its great popularity.
Th...
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Andrew, still holding his helmet and with his sweat-soaked uniform, had barely managed to slip away from the euphoria of his teammates. The cheerleaders were still celebrating, pom-poms high in the air, the band kept playing non-stop, the camera flashes wouldn’t stop, and the stadium roared with the last chants from the Mater Dei crowd.
As for Bosco’s side, they were already leaving the stadium in silence as quickly as possible.
An ESPNU cameraman positioned himself in front o...
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Los Angeles, California — The Miller House
The living room was lit only by the flat screen showing the halftime show. The ESPNU logo glowed over the Californian stands in Long Beach, while the commentators reviewed Andrew’s four touchdowns from the first half.
John sat on the carpet, back straight, eyes fixed on the television. His hands moved quickly, nervously, signing what his voice could not: “When will he make the sign? When?”
He was th...
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Sophie arrived right at seven, just as she had promised. Owen was already waiting in the apartment, freshly showered, wearing a light gray rolled-up shirt, his hair still damp. As soon as he saw her, a smile slipped out.
“Your mother let you out dressed like that?” he asked, seeing her in a tight black tank top, black-painted nails, and black jeans. It looked like some kind of rocker or punk outfit.
Sophie raised an amused eyebrow as she stepped in casually, setting her bag on...
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Friday, April 1, 2022
Five days had passed since the 2022 Oscars ended. Today was the day Owen would see Sophie again. They would watch The Name of the Wind together at her apartment, a sort of date disguised under the excuse of watching a movie, though both of them knew it was something more.
As for post-production, everything was going smoothly. It had been about eight days since they started, and the pace was nearly perfect.
Owen spent long hours...
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Long Island, New York — The Gellers’ House
In the Gellers’ living room, the big-screen TV displayed the ESPNU logo over a sea of stands vibrating inside Veterans Memorial Stadium.
On the coffee table, trays of crudités were neatly lined up, along with pretzels and bottles of water. Everything was labeled: “1st Quarter,” “2nd Quarter,” “Halftime”... all courtesy of Monica.
“Don’t touch! That’s for the first quarter and it has...
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“Was that real!?” Eric shouted, almost at the same time Alison had said it seconds earlier.
“I don’t know! It must have been scripted,” said Matt, who was no longer slouched in his chair but sitting upright.
“No way… the discomfort afterward felt too real,” Daniel said with a hand on his chin, still shaken by what he’d seen.
Owen, still staring at the screen, raised an eyebrow.
“Do you remember they’re actors?” he said in a calm tone. “Oscar-n...
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The first one to step through the door was Alison, one of the only two extras in the film, who had definitely spared no effort in her personal presentation.
She wore a one-piece black dress with a plunging neckline at the front and a skirt short enough to draw attention. Her makeup was flawless, and her loose hair, styled in soft waves, looked like it had come straight from a real red carpet.
Alongside Sophie, the two of them were, without a doubt, the most dressed up in the place...
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“Whoa, Sophie, you look really elegant. Did your mom let you leave the house like that?” Matt asked with a slight smile, as if he were talking to a rebellious teenager.
Sophie rolled her eyes. Her long ivory dress, fitted and elegant in cut, made her presence stand out even in the dimly lit hallway.
“She doesn’t know. I told her I was going to church, all night,” Sophie replied with clear sarcasm as she walked in with steady confidence.
“Owen! Royalty has arrived...
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Sunday, March 27, 2022
Three days ago, filming for Paranormal Activity wrapped. From the very first day of shooting, Owen and Matt had already set to work on finding a post-production team.
Before post-production, Owen had spent about $9,600 on the film—much less than what he had initially calculated. That left him with $10,400 for the post-production phase.
First, he hired an experienced composer for horror and suspense films, someone skilled at ...
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It was Wednesday afternoon. Owen was at a café. Filming took place from Monday to Friday, with half-days on Saturday. Sundays were days off. Only two days remained until the shoot was finished. Thursday would be the last day.
Owen wasn’t alone. He was with Sophie, sitting at a table near the window, each with a cup of coffee in front of them. After finishing that day’s shoot at five in the afternoon, they had come here for coffee.
Sophie had taken advantage of the fact that h...
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March 15, 2022 – Day 2 of Shooting
[POV of Sophie]
The sound of the alarm woke me early in the morning. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the faint light seeping through the curtains.
Yesterday was a good first day on set. Better than I expected. I won’t lie, when I accepted this role, I didn’t have high expectations. An indie film with such a low budget didn’t promise much, but, surprisingly, I had fun.
I sat ...
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Owen gave Sophie five days so she would have time to memorize her lines. He was also open if she wanted to rehearse in a group with Matt, the director, to practice key scenes, work on their chemistry, and make adjustments in the direction.
During those days, Matt continued preparing the house. Together with Owen, they installed a mechanism in the main room that would be used for the film. This mechanism allowed the door to move on its own; on camera, it would appear as if it were moving...
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“Before we begin, I want to ask a few questions,” Margaret said in a serious tone.
“Of course, go ahead,” Owen replied calmly.
“What is the movie exactly about? I know it’s horror, but I want details,” Margaret said. From the few scenes they had sent her daughter to perform, she couldn’t figure out much.
“It follows a couple, Drake and Katie, who record their daily lives at home after they begin experiencing strange occurrences. The story focuses on tension...
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“It was a pleasure meeting you. We’ll let you know once we finish evaluating all the applicants,” Owen said to Chloe McDowell, one of the four candidates for the role of Katie.
“Likewise, thank you for the good atmosphere, you’ve been very kind,” Chloe said with a sweet smile, tilting her head slightly toward Owen.
It was easy for Chloe to notice that Owen was the one making the decisions. Not only because he seemed to know every detail of the script, but also because ...
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Owen and Matt went through résumé after résumé, the same with the reels. Only two more applicants were left before they had to make a decision.
Owen wasn’t disappointed with the résumés and reels he had seen so far, but he wasn’t excited either. He hadn’t found an actress who truly impressed him, who made him think: This girl has exceptional talent, a future star.
However, he knew that talent didn’t always show in a reel and that the real test would be the live audit...
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Owen and Matt spent the entire afternoon talking about the movie. They discussed everything: the details of the script, the atmosphere they wanted to create, the filming itself. At one point, Matt stood up and started making a few calls.
“I already talked to my parents. They gave me the green light to use the house, so that’s settled. They work from 8 to 5, so we can use the house during that time,” Matt said.
“That’s good,” Owen replied with a slight smile. In his cas...
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“Hey, Matt, how are you? Come in,” Owen greeted with a slight smile, inviting Matt inside. Matt looked at him with mild surprise as he stepped into the apartment.
Matt entered, whistling softly when he saw how neat and clean everything was. There was even a pleasant smell in the air. He glanced toward the kitchen and didn’t see a single dirty dish or utensil.
No soda cans lying around, no pizza boxes, nothing. The only thing on the table was a basket of fruit. In the living ...
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Owen, after finishing the Paranormal Activity script, registered it on the U.S. Copyright Office website.
It was simple, he only had to create an account on the site and register the work under the Performing Arts category, fill in the details, and upload the script file in PDF format.
He had to pay a $45 fee. He would receive the copyright certificate within 3 to 5 months.
Once he had it, that would be the strongest legal protection. In case of plagiarism, it would allow hi...
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After finishing cleaning the apartment, Henry sat down at a desk with a computer. Luckily, he had Owen’s memories, so he remembered the password.
'Why is this computer so slow?' Henry thought impatiently.
After a few minutes, it finally booted up, and he saw the desktop full of folders and programs. Why was Owen so messy with literally everything?
“Is this what I think it is…?” Henry thought when he noticed a folder with several Xs in its name.
When he opened i...
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After leaving his parents’ house, Henry walked toward Owen’s car parked in the driveway: a 2018 BMW 3 Series in dark blue.
The exterior was dull, covered in a fine layer of dust that robbed it of its potential shine. When he opened the door, the stench of old food and what seemed like a long-spilled coffee flooded his nostrils.
The inside of the car was chaos. Crumpled McDonald’s bags and candy wrappers littered the passenger seat, along with empty soda bottles that rolled a...
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Hello everyone, I hope you are well. I have an announcement to make.
There's a new story! It'll be about the world of entertainment, of course, with a special advantage for our protagonist.
I will upload about 4 to 5 chapters per week.
I leave you with the synopsis and the first chapter.
Synopsis:
Since childhood, Henry had dreamed of acting. He fought against every obstacle to carve a path in Hollywood, and at 27, he finally achieved the recogni...
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Friday, October 10, 2010 – 6:40 p.m.
Veterans Memorial Stadium, Long Beach
The ESPN camera glided over the packed stands, capturing a sea of Bosco blue and white jerseys. Then it panned to another section filled with Mater Dei red.
The stadium was at maximum capacity, a complete sellout.
The reporter’s voice thundered through the broadcast as the crowd made the air vibrate with chants and drums.
“Good even...
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Athens, Georgia
Daniel, a scout from the University of Georgia (UGA), watched the screen with his arms crossed.
On his monitor, the clip that had set Twitter on fire kept playing: Andrew Pritchett-Tucker, speaking calmly, saying that “the whole country is going to be able to watch the beatdown live.”
The clip had already surpassed a million views and, for Daniel, the controversy was almost irrelevant. What really mattered were the numbers.
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On Tuesday, October 7, at eight o’clock in the evening, Recruiting Nation Live opened with Andrew’s full interview. Ten minutes that, until that afternoon, had been meant only for the most dedicated recruiting fans, turned into a national phenomenon.
The program was broadcast on ESPNU and uploaded simultaneously to ESPN’s website.
The fire spread even further when, during the broadcast, what had until then been just a rumor was confirmed: the showdown between Mater Dei and B...
2025-08-26 16:43:27 +0000 UTC
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A day had passed since the ESPN interview, and Sunday arrived. It meant the day of the breakup.
Andrew hadn’t slept well; he kept running through possible scenarios of the conversation he would have later. None of those simulations ended well.
The day before, he hadn’t seen Pippa. She had said she needed to study, but Andrew knew that was only half true.
On Friday they had argued because Pippa had once again reproached him about Willa’s presence at his games. Instead o...
2025-08-24 16:07:55 +0000 UTC
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Andrew was in his parents’ car on the way to ESPN headquarters.
Mitchell was driving, Cam sat in the passenger seat, and in the back were Andrew and Jay.
Lily had been left at Jay’s house, under Gloria’s care.
With his headphones on, Andrew stared out the window while listening to music. The ride would take between 30 and 40 minutes, depending on traffic. His thoughts inevitably drifted back to the conversation with his grandfather. About Pippa. About breaking up with ...
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“We’re… fine,” Andrew replied after a few seconds of silence, following Jay’s question about Pippa.
Andrew didn’t sound convincing, not even to himself.
Jay narrowed his eyes; he knew him far too well to buy that answer.
“Huh… fine,” Jay repeated, as if testing the word in the air.
“Yeah, fine…” Andrew echoed, tossing the ball and savoring the word with irony.
The garden fell silent. Only the dull thump of the ball being caught and the mur...
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Saturday, October 4, 2010
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