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jacksvsblog · 6 years

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The big day

Pairings: Julianne and Kaitlyn's

Rating: General

Fandom: The Freshman, The Sophomore &The Junior.

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. The Mc is though :)

Author's Notes: I'm not a good writer, but I'm trying though lol. After Julianne and Kaitlyn graduated and a few years in a relationship, they decided to tie the knot. Please leave some feedback. Sorry, for any errors. Like I said I'm just trying. Hope you enjoy...

It was a beautiful summer's late afternoon in Northbridge. The most exciting and special day for Julianne and Kaitlyn. They invited a small group of close family and friends.

Spread down the aisle was red rose leaves, as far as the eye could see. Julianne waiting with Zack at the end of the aisle patiently for Kaitlyn to arrive.

"Okay, okay Kaitlyn, I need you to breathe... can you do that for me?" Becca asked as she helped Kaitlyn with her necklace. Only five minutes remained before the wedding began, Kaitlyn was nervous just like the first time she kissed Julianne on her birthday in the club. "I can breathe, Becca it's just.." Kaitlyn sights "It's just what Liao?" Becca asked as she faces Kaitlyn. "... It's just... I need Julianne's lucky charm bracelet to calm me down" Becca and Abbie look at Kaitlyn wide-eyed. "Uh, Kait... about that." Abbie said nervously.

(Thirty seconds later)

"Abbie, what do you mean you can't find my bracelet! I can't get married without it. It's my lucky charm. No way." "Look" Abbie,said "Everyone is here and has a program. It's about to start. I saw Julianne waiting at the end of the aisle and she's just as nervous as you. DO you really want to not marry the love of your life over a bracelet?" Kaitlyn shook her head."Good, because if you don't marry her, I know plenty of women who would." Becca teased Kaitlyn.

As the guests taking their seats, they continue talking about the wedding. Julianne's parents gave her a warm hug followed by Kaitlyn's parents. Trying hard not to cry, Kaitlyn's mother couldn't help to get tears in her eyes.

As the doors to the wedding's entrance closing. Becca, Abbie, Amara, Rachel and Annisa start walking in and lining up at the front of the chairs. The atmosphere was full of happiness as everyone waiting patiently for the bride.

As time draw near, Zack leans closer to Julianne and whispered in her ear "Last chance to run Jules" as he teased her. "No way! Zack." Finally; the priest came out and asked everyone to stand.

All eyes would soon be on Kaitlyn. Peter walked to Kaitlyn. The flower girl lined the path with red rose petals. Kaitlyn took a deep breath and took two steps out before she was greeted by her father. "Wow! Look at my baby girl, I'm so proud of you kait.I love you so much, I can't believe you are getting married." He kissed her on the cheek. Kaitlyn smiled trying hard to hold back the tears. "Thank you, dad I love you too."

Tyler walked up to Kaitlyn and handed her the microphone. "Are you ready?" He asked her. As she takes the microphone and linked her arm in Peter's she nods. As Peter escorted her down aisle, Kaitlyn started to sing as they walked down to aisle.

🎵From this moment life has begun

From this moment you are the one

Right beside you is where I belong

From this moment on.🎵

As they walk, Julianne trying hard to hold back her tears.

🎵You're the reason I believe in love

And you're the answer to my prayers from up above

All we need is just the two of us

My dreams came true because of you

From this moment, as long as I live

I will love you, I promise you this

There is nothing, I wouldn't give

From this moment, I will love you

As long as I live from this moment on.🎵

To be continued

#mc x kaitlyn #kaitlynliao #kaitlynxmc #kaitlyn #thefreshman #the sophomore #the junior #choices you play #choices stories you play #choices #play choices #fanfics #fanfic

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mackenzie-wolf · 6 years

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Fluffy/smutty - kaitlyn x mc (requested by anon)

This is based at the beginning of book 1 of the freshman with a different take on how kaitlyn and mc (Emily/Milly) confessed their feelings.

I'll always want more p.1/2

Having woken up early, Emily was sat up on the roof of the suite. It was still hard to get use to sleeping in her bed here, but she had always had trouble sleeping away from home. It had been 5 days since welcome week ended and still, a full night of sleep seemed impossible. Most mornings she would resign herself to shuffle to the living room and watch cartoons, but not today.

Since her first night at hartfeld, Emily managed to bond instantly with her suite mates, but things still felt unsettled. Tyler and Abbie were easy to get along with, especially as they kept mostly to themselves and spent most of their time either trying to find an excuse to sit close together or avoid eachother completely. Zack had already proven himself as best friend material. The way he could make her laugh was a big help, and he always had time to sit and listen to whatever was on her mind. Most nights she would find herself talking his ear off about the conflicted feelings that were already circling her and their 4 new friends.

On the first night they all had together, a game of 'Truth or Truth' had allowed them all to get to know each other better instantly. That's also where the problems started that were now keeping her up on the roof instead of downstairs on the much warmer couch. Chris, he struck her as a typical all American guy. Heart of gold, dirty blonde hair and the winning smile, it all fit his aesthetic so well. He had let slip that he was a romantic and made no effort to hide the fact that he wanted Emily to know it too. As their first night came to a close, chris found the courage to make the slightest move to gauge Emily's interest. He was sweet and handsome, and after a few glasses of wine and the excitement of a new start here, it was almost enough to draw her to him. Almost but not quite. Since then, they had found themselves alone together a few times. They were both early risers, which meant they had only eachother for company each morning. It was nice, his college experience was already so different to hers and it gave them a lot to talk about. He told her about his sister and mom, his part time work at the lobster shack and about his friends back in cherryfield.

As much as these talks were fun, it bothered Emily that he still flirted. She hadn't said a definitive 'No' to it, it didn't seem necessary as it was just flirting. Guys flirting with her was easy enough to handle. It wasn't the fact that he was persistent that bothered her really, it was more that it was all coming from the wrong person.

Emily felt a chill creep over her shoulders as a strong breeze swept across hartfeld. Closing her textbook that she had been half focused on and collecting the 20 highlighters she had brought up with her, she walked back to the stairs leading down from the roof. As she got to the kitchen, she glanced across to the living room couch where chris was sprawled out, still looking a little sleepy as he watched the tv.

"Chris..." she called over, shaking the nearly empty coffee pot. "...want some?" Chris lept up from the couch and took a seat at the kitchen island across from her.

"Yes, please." He grinned

"Why am I always the one who makes the coffee?" She looked around the suite, seeing that no one else was up yet. "Especially as I'm guessing you drank what was already in here from yesterday"

Chris rubbed the back of his neck and gave a small laugh under his breath. "Maybe... because I have no idea how to work the coffee maker?" At that, Emily raised her eyebrows at him. "...What?! My mom always had it set up before I was awake. I never had to learn."

"Well I'm not your mom..." Emily said in a deadpan sort of voice before laughing with him.

"Yeah... you make better coffee"

"Fine. I'll make it... again." She laughed. "Any plans today?"

"I have one class and I promised some of the guys from the team I'd meet them in the gym."

"Then you're going to need this" Emily pushed a hot cup of strong coffee toward him. As chris took the cup, his finger brushed just over her knuckle, leaving a slight, but noticeable blush on his cheeks.

"How about you? Any plans?"

"Just studying. I'd go and hang out with my friends too but id lose my position as hartfeld's newest recluse."

"Nothing wrong with enjoying your own company. You know, as you're not busy or anything..." his words were hopeful and his voice caught just a little in his throat as he spoke. "I was wondering if..."

"Is that for me?" A voice spoke up from just behind Emily, startling her enough to make her almost knock over the cup that was cradled in her hands. As she turned around, she saw kaitlyn stood just inches from her, a wide smile lighting up the soft features of her face.

"Oh.. hi kaitlyn. I... its mine but, you can have it if you want.." Emily could feel the heat rise in her face. The coffee would have seemed cold in comparison.

"Maybe just a sip..." kaitlyn giggled before taking the cup from Emily's hand.

"I can make you your own of you like..."

"Relax, I don't have cooties..." kaitlyn said with a grin as she raised the cups to her lips. "Damn that's good. It sure explains why you're always up so early chris. I wouldn't want to miss out in her coffee either."

"Uhmm, yeah..." he laughed nervously. "...I'm going to.. go get a shower. Thanks for the coffee Milly."

"No problem." She said as he walked slowly towards the bathroom. Emily gestured towards the couch where the two of them sat on oposit ends. Kaitlyn leaned back against the arms rest and kicked her feet up so they were just barely resting against Emily's thigh.

"Why do you always get up so early?" Kaitlyn asked, nudging Emily slightly with her heel.

"I always have. But... being away from home, I guess I miss my bed."

"Yeah, I'm the same. I have trouble getting to sleep though."

"I'm not surprised, I can actually hear your speakers playing when I'm up on the roof. How could anyone sleep through that?"

"Hey now... I've never been able to sleep without hearing punk girls in my room. I guess it's all just a part of my ultimate fantasy."

Emily nearly choked on her coffee at that.

"Don't you mean ultimate 'fancy'?" She giggled, trying to recover from her blush.

"Haha, Zack is such a dork..." kaitlyn laughed. A silence hung between them for a few minutes, just the sound of the tv I'm the background filling the room. Emily finished most of her coffee and handed the last few sips to kaitlyn who took it with a smile. "Well I better get dressed. I've got a meeting with one of my professors and she a total hard ass on punctuality. Buuut... she has got a great ass so I better dress to impress if I'm going to try and... convince her to give me a good grade" Kaitlyn winked before standing up and stretching her back.

Emily's eyes locked on to her. The way her muscles tensed as she stretched almost left her mouth gaping. "You're joking about that right?"

"Oh yeah. I never use my looks to get my own way. I've got enough charm to get it anyway." With that, kaitlyn walked back to her room, setting the coffee cup on the counter as she passed it. "Thanks for the drink milly."

Emily eyes never left her as she walked out of the room. Kaitlyn was a lot of fun. She had been the first of her new friends she had really introduced herself to, and they bonded almost instantly. After they both decided to don their bikinis and go to welcome week together, the attraction that Emily felt was undeniable. The only problem was, kaitlyn was a flirt. She loved showing off her confidence and could easily back it up. Emily had noticed kaitlyn flirting with her a few times now, but it always felt hollow. Like she could flirt that way with anyone and maybe she was just good practice.

Weeks passed and college had proven to be all Emily had hoped for and more. Even with the harder classes, the massive crowds of people where ever you turned and the fact that sleeping still wasn't any easier, Emily was feeling more and more settled. It was the night of their first party in their suite which meant a lot of work had to be done. Abbie supervised chris putting up decorations while Zack and Tyler laid out the snacks. Emily had just gotten home from a meeting with professor Vasquez. Abbie turned to her with a smile.

"Hey, how did it go with Vasquez?"

"Not great..." she sighed. "...I don't know of he's actually trying to systematically destroy my life or if it's just an added perk for him."

"Ouch. Couldn't you talk to him? Maybe ask him to lay off of you a little"

"Spoken like someone who's never met him" Emily grinned. "So what is there left to do?"

"Well..." Abbie surveyed the room. "...I guess you could..." before she finished her sentence, kaitlyn's voice carried from the hall.

"Is that Milly?! Come here I need you for something!"

Emily looked back to Abbie who gave her a weak shrug. "Go ahead, we're on top of things out here"

"Thanks. I promise I'll help when I'm done with kaitlyn."

Abbie rolled her eyes playfully and smiled back. "Take your time...."

Emily was taken aback by the teasing tone of Abbie's voice but brushed it off. Giving a slight knock on kaitlyn's bedroom door, she pushed it open and her heart leapt. In front of the full length mirror, kaitlyn was stood in a matching set of red lace underwear. Emily's eyes travelled upwards, taking in every inch of her striking body. Though kaitlyn was facing away, Emily met her eyes in the mirror.

"Oh... Sorry kaitlyn... I'll..." she stuttered. Kaitlyn turned to face her and giggled under her breath.

"Its fine, but you need to help me decide what to wear. Its our first party here so it definitely matters." Emily looked over at kaitlyn's bed which was awash with beautiful dresses and a few items of denim. Kaitlyn picked up the jean jacket and a black low cut top, holding them against herself. "How about this?"

"I don't know, maybe too casual?" Emily mumbled, trying not to stare at the still half naked girl in front of her. Kaitlyn turned her back to Emily and looked over her shoulder.

"Is that because I'm not wearing pants? Is 'No pants' too casual?"

Emily's face was burning with her blush. Desperately trying not to draw attention to it, she turned back to the dresses. "How about this?" She asked as she held up a long white dress with black laced patterns running down it.

"Oh I love that one. Good eye, Milly." Kaitlyn took the dress and stepped in to it, pulling it up over her curves and pulling the zipper half way up at the back. "Little help?"

"Oh right, sorry." Emily stammered as she pulled the zip up the rest of the way.

"While you're here... do you think you could help me put my hair up?" Kaitlyn asked with a small but adorable pout.

"Sure..." Emily laughed. "...how do you want it done?" Kaitlyn picked up her phone and scrolled through her pictures until she stopped at one with a beautiful and intricate hair style.

"Think you can do that?"

"Yeah for real. I use to practice doing my moms hair when she was dating."

"And how did that work out?"

Emily started working on the long dark hair that draped over kaitlyn's shoulders. "She's been married to my stepdad for a good few years so I doubt she would complain." They kept up the conversation as Emily styled kaitlyn's hair. Every couple of minutes, she found herself distracted by the smell of kaitlyn's perfume, the way her soft hair felt in Emily's hands and the gentle brushing of her fingers on the back of kaitlyn's neck. At one point she was sure she noticed kaitlyn shiver under her touch, which made her stomach flip. As she put in the last pin to hold the style in place, Emily stepped back while kaitlyn checked it in her mirror.

"Wow. It looks better than I hoped it would. You've got skilled hands milly!"

"Yeah so I've heard" Emily laughed, tucking her thumbs in to the belt loops of her jeans.

"You know you only do that when you're nervous?" Kaitlyn grinned wickedly at her.

"Do what?"

"That" she said, pointing to where Emily's hands were resting just away from her hips. "Why are you so nervous?"

"I... I don't...."

"Yeah, you do. You did it when you walked in on our first day. You did it when you went for your first meeting with Vasquez. You even do it at the café when you're trying to remember everyone's order." Kaitlyn took at step towards her, pulling her hands from her waist and not letting go of them as she spoke. "So why are you so nervous?"

Emily glanced down at her hands, the way they fit in to kaitlyn's was perfect. Like every other hand that had ever held them had been wrong in every way. "I don't know... Why do you pay so much attention to what my hands are doing?"

Kaitlyn choked on the air in her lungs and her face glowed with heat. As she tried to pull her hands back, Emily held them tighter.

"Kait... I think we really need to talk."

"I..." Kaitlyn's eyes avoided Emily's as she tried to find her words. Emily's grip was steady but soft, just enough to keep her hands from slipping away. "...you should get ready for the party." Kaityn said, almost mumbling each syllable.

"Oh..." Emily let her grip loosen and pulled her hands back. "Yeah, I guess so." As she left the room she wanted to look back to read the expression on kaitlyn's face, if there even was one. Using all of her determination, she managed to close the door behind her without a last glance.

As she walked across the hall to her room she noticed her thumbs already hooked in to the belt loops of her jeans. With a sigh she pulled them back and stuffed her hands into her pockets. When she opened her door, she gave a look over to her friends still setting up the party. As much as she wanted to help, the empty hole that had appeared in her gut made her need to shy away. Before she could look away from them, her eyes locked with Zack's who gave her a questioning tilt of his head. With a somewhat practiced smile, she looked away and crossed the threshold of her room, gently closing the door. She sat on her bed and tried to calm her breathing. Nerves were now taking over her. The thoughts of what just happened were circling her head; was the friendship with kaitlyn ruined? Does this mean that all the time kaitlyn had flirted with her was meaningless? The embarrassment was like a crushing weight on her.

A knock on her door woke her from her thoughts. Wiping away the mist in her eyes and taking a deep breath, she stood and opened the door. Zack stood there with a thousand watt smile.

"Zack? What's up?"

Wordlessly, Zack held her shoulders, guiding her back in to her room. Kicking the door closed behind him, he sat Emily on the bed and crashed down next to her.

"What happened?"

"What do you mean? Nothing ha..."

"Seriously?! Don't bother trying that with me. We've all just spent the last 20 minutes arguing about whether or not today would be the day you and Kaitlyn actually get together."

"What?" Emily snapped, trying to hold back the embarrassment that she felt rising in her chest.

"Yeah, If it's today, then Tyler owes me 30 bucks." Zack winked.

"First of all, it's creepy to gamble on my love life. And second, you're going to owe Tyler."

"No way! You guys are perfect for eachother! It's not even just about the money at this point."

"Yeah... I thought so too."

Emily explained what had happened in as much detail as she could, trying her best to stop her voice from breaking at the thought of the rejection.

"Hey..." Zack said softly, putting his arm over Emily's shoulders. "...Maybe she's just scared. Kaitlyn flirts because it guards her from getting hurt. If she's scared to talk it through with you, maybe it's because it actually means something." At that Emily sighed.

"Why do these things sound so simple until you actually try to do something about it?"

"Well, look at it this way; We're about to throw an amazing party, so you're going to get your chance for sure. And if for some impossible reason it doesn't work out, then just find me and I'll spend however long it takes to make you feel better."

"Aw Zack, thank you" Emily wrapped her arms around Zack, pulling him in to a binding hug. "You must really want that $30."

"I really do." Zack laughed. "I can't go flirt with my favourite barista without money to actually buy something. But right now, we'd better get you looking stunning for the party."

To be concluded

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fal-carrington · 6 years

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Kaitlyn: I love you. You're a good person, Mc.

Mc:

#choices you play #kaitlyn liao #the freshman #the sophomore #the junior #kaitlynxmc #she is so guilty #omg xD

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2indecisive4this-blog · 7 years

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mc: You’re insane-

Kaitlyn: -ly gorgeous.

mc: Whatever. You’re mad-

Kaitlyn: -ly in love with you *cheesy smile*

mc: Awwwww

Kaitlyn: *heart eyes*

mc: *narrows eyes* No. Stop this right now. I forgot what we were arguing about.

#queue #backpacking #kaitlyn liao #kaitlynxmc #the freshman #the sophomore #choices

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matsuobsession · 6 years

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‪Eighth requested edit ❤️ JessicxKaitlyn. Enjoy 😊‬

#choices #choicesstoriesyouplay #choicesgame #choices fanart #playchoices #pixelberry #the freshman #the sophomore #kaitlyn liao #mc #kaitlynxmc

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forgottenl0v3r · 7 years

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& here is the second one my dear @texanhusker

#kaitlyn liao #kaitlyn x mc #kaitlynxmc #mc x kaitlyn #mcxkaitlyn #choices #stories you play #playchoices

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erza-liao · 7 years

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Three years (Kaitlyn and MC fan fiction)

Note: This is a bit long, but I hope you guys will appreciate it. I have already started this weeks ago as an entry for the Choices Creates round with the prompt kitchen. But being so busy lately, the round closed and I’m only halfway through. I decided to finish it anyway and then the prompt for this week was released and I found a way to merge it with this week’s prompt. This is my entry for Choices creates round 12.

Sooooo, @hollyashton and the rest of the fandom, here it goes. Happy reading!

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Good morning, sunshine! Got you this before walking to class. Drink it up before it gets too cold. I love you! See you in the evening. xoxo

P.S. Wish me luck for my song presentation today! I couldn’t have done this if you didn’t help me with the lyrics! P.P.S. You’re drooling! But still beautiful, don’t you worry sweetheart. *grin*

I smile to myself as I finished reading the note beside a cup of coffee on the bedside table. On the cup is my name with a heart icon beside it. I drink my first sip and take time to realize how lucky I am to have Kaitlyn. For the span of our three-year relationship, she never failed to make me happy even with the little things, despite of being busy especially now that we are in our senior year.

Yes, it has been more than three years since the day I bumped to Chris, splashed with Kaitlyn in a bikini, appreciated Abbie’s artwork for the first time, and spent the first night at the rooftop together with my suitemates. We still do, though, even if all six of us have gone different ways to pursue our passions. Chris had rerun for the student council president position several times, and had won in every single one of them. I always believe that being a Public Administration major has given him an additional edge against his opponents. Tyler took Information Technology and is bound to finish his own mobile game. Abbie pursued Fine Arts, and has already accomplished putting up several art exhibits to showcase her works. Zack took up Fashion and Design, and plans on having his own clothing line in the future. James had found a new agent who’s willing to bring his original play to life. He’s back in LA and is very busy with the movie right now. Zig is a major in Mathematics, a consistent Dean’s Lister and a candidate for honors in graduation, continuing to uphold that the Second Chance scholarship program is indeed possible! Kaitlyn, obviously, continued pursuing her career in music. She is the lead vocalist of The Perfect Circle, a band she joined after she quit Gutter Kittens. They’ve been playing together for almost two years now, and three of their original singles have been hits across many social media platforms. I won’t be surprised if Kaitlyn will be signing her first recording contract right after graduation. I pursued a career in journalism. I am now in the process of writing my third novel, the second sequel to the novel I first wrote for Professor Vasquez.

The clock reads 8:10 AM. Kaitlyn’s music composition class had started ten minutes ago. I take one last sip of coffee before pulling out my phone and typed:

To: Kaitlyn

Good luck on your song performance! Go on and nail it! I know you can do it. I love you! xoxo

My relationship with Kaitlyn is one heck of a roller coaster ride. There are so much good times – from the romantic dinner dates, spontaneous movie nights, adventurous hiking days, late night booty calls, to the exchange of flirty, sweet text messages – I only found myself falling for her more and more every single day. But just like any other relationship, bad times happen as much as the good times. Time came when Kaitlyn became very jealous of Becca, when I felt bad thinking that Kaitlyn isn’t proud of being my girl in front of her high school gang, or when both of us struggled to make time for each other. There were also times when we wouldn’t speak to each other days after a fight, for the argument to cool down, for the heart to heal, and for the mind to wander for a bit. And as it is said, not all who wander are lost. Sometimes, it will just make you realize that you will always tend to come back to where you truly belong. And that’s how it goes for me and Kaitlyn. We belong to each other and nothing’s going to change it.

My phone buzzes and Kaitlyn’s name appears on the screen.

Thank you babe! You don’t know how nervous I am now!

Don’t be, silly. You’ll do great! By the way, I’ll see you at dinner. Wear your best!

My best? For what?

I laugh upon reading her reply. I’m thinking she might be forgetting something.

On Fridays, Kaitlyn’s schedule is more packed than mine. My classes already ends at 2 o'clock in the afternoon while hers ends at 5, not to mention her band practice that lasts up to 7 o'clock in the evening. I’m the lucky one today; I have lots of time to prepare for my plans tonight.

Before the sun sets, I find myself standing at the kitchen, looking around to check if everything is perfect. Lights are slightly dimmed, giving way for the candles at the table’s center and some are scattered at the floor. The food is already set – from the appetizer to the main course to the triple chocolate cake dessert – at the bar counter, which is now covered with white linen. The table is also covered with white cloth, chairs placed on its opposite sides, two sets of eating utensils placed above it. Rose petals are also scattered on the floor to add to the romantic vibe of the setup.

I then look down on myself, smoothing the white, floral dress I am wearing. I glanced up the clock and it reads 6:37 PM. Kaitlyn will be home at any moment.

Not for so long, the suite’s doorknob clicks. The door opens and there emerges Kaitlyn, wearing the same red dress she wore during our first formal together. Her hair is tied up and she is holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand. She smiles widely at me as she sees my reaction.

No, she had never forgotten.

I greeted her with a long passionate kiss, and after she pulls away, she said, “Happy anniversary, babe.”

I tell her the first words my tongue could find, “How… I thought you forgot.”

She hands me the bouquet before answering, “How could I forget the day I became the luckiest girl in the world?” She grins.

I smile at her as I take the flowers from her hand. I set them on the table first and pull out a small paper bag. I gestured at her, “Here, I have something for you, too.”

I unpacked the paper bag’s contents and reveal a silver bracelet similar to the lucky charm bracelet I lend her when she almost failed all her subjects during our first spring term. The pendants of the bracelet include two female symbols joined together, a musical note, a zombie, a heart and a letter E – each representing different sides of her personality.

Her eyes follow my hand as I clasp the bracelet around her wrist. I could sense the genuine happiness in her eyes when she turned them back at me and hugged me. I returned the embrace and whispered, “Happy third anniversary, babe. I love you.”

She replied, “I love you, too.”

I pull away and lead her to the dining table. I pull her seat for her before sitting in mine, and tonight, we both have the dinner of our lifetime.

#choicesstoriesyouplay #choices #choicescreates #kaitlyn #kaitlynliao #kaitlynxmc #the freshman #pixelberry

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karazorxel · 6 years

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Kaitlyn: WELL IF YOU DIDNT GET INVOLVED WITH MY PROBLEMS, WE WOULDNT BE IN THIS MESS

Mc: OH YEAH ITS ALWAYS ME THANKS KAITLYN ITS NICE TO KNOW THAT I CAN GET SUPPORT FROM THE ONE PERSON I THOUGHT THAT CARED ABOUT ME, clearly I’ve been lied too again

Kaitlyn: Think your funny don’t you? Do you know what? FUCK YOU MC

Mc: *starts smirking* oh you would, wouldn’t you?

Kaitlyn: ..seriously?

#kaitlynliao kaitlynxmc choicesthestoriesyouplay choices #cantbeserious #couplegoals

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playchoicesconfessions · 6 years

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Sent by @angelicsacrifice

‘I remember in the first book of the Freshman, I was so onboard the pairing of KaitlynxMC. But as time wore on, I’m getting tired of her. Her character doesn’t suck or anything. It’s probably because she just wasn’t really my type in the first place, but she was better than the other two for me at the time. Now I just fast forward through MC and Kaitlyn scenes, which make me a little sad but ah well.’

POST/CONFESSIONS DO NOT REFLECT THE MOD’S PERSONAL OPINIONS!

#kaitlyn liao #anti kaitlyn #tf/ts/tj #playchoices #confessions #mod candy

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choicesandmore-blog · 6 years

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Surprise! Kaitlyn x MC (MC is Liz) hope you like it!

Liz and Kaitlyn return home after they had a wonderful evening with their friends at the surprise engagement party Kaitlyn planned at their old suite.

“I’m going to take the dog for a walk baby, I’ll be back in a little bit.” Kaitlyn calls out as she leaves the apartment.

Liz hurries around the apartment because Kaitlyn isn’t the only one full of surprises! Liz had planned on popping the question to Kaitlyn soon but of course Kaitlyn beat her to it!

Liz had a better idea, nothing as good as what Kaitlyn planned tonight, but she had to make due with the 8 minutes she had while Kaitlyn was walking the dog.

Liz spreads rose petals on the floor from the door leading into their bedroom and sloppily makes a heart on their bed. And grabs a little box that Liz had been hiding in her underwear drawer and waits for Kaitlyn.

Liz hears the door open and can hear Kaitlyn muttering something.

“Whose a good.... uh babe?” Kaitlyn says with a confused look on her face.

Kaitlyn makes her way to the bedroom and sees Liz in the dimly lit room and says “baby?”

Liz grabs Kaitlyn’s hands and says “I had a surprise of my own planned and it wasn’t like this but I still want to ask you something.”

Kaitlyn has tears in her eyes as she is looking at Liz.

“Kaitlyn, I love you more than you will ever know and there is no one I would want to do this crazy ride with.... I know I already said yes but I’ve had this ring for a few weeks now...” Liz says as she drops down on one knee.

“Will you marry me Kaitlyn?” Liz says.

Kaitlyn can’t hide the huge smile on her face even if she wanted too as she says “yes Liz of course!”

Liz slips the ring on Kaitlyn finger and pulls her into a kiss.

“I have one more surprise too.” Liz says with a smirk as she winks at Kaitlyn and runs off to the kitchen.

Kaitlyn looks intrigued as Liz slips away.

Liz returns and says “I know it’s not a whole tub full of chocolate but how about a bottle of chocolate sauce?”

“This is the reason I’m marrying you.” Kaitlyn says and she pushes Liz onto the bed. The two are in for a fun night celebrating their engagement!

#choices #kaitlyn liao #kaitlynxmc

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jacksvsblog · 6 years

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MC, Kaitlyn, Becca and Zack

[MC and Zack sitting in the kitchen talking about the previous night's party]

Zack: "Kaitlyn was a bit dr-"

[Zack was cut off when Kaitlyn entered the kitchen]

Kaitlyn: "I wasn't even that drunk Zack"

MC: "You took out a kitchen knife and made Becca throw vegetables at you"

Zack: "and were yelling 'I'm the fruit ninja!"

Kaitlyn: "Was I any good?"

MC and Zack: "No"

#kaitlyn liao #kaitlynxmc #mc x kaitlyn #kaitlynliao #kaitlyn #becca davenport #zack #thefreshman #thesophomore #the junior #choices stories you play #choices #play choices #choices you play

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mackenzie-wolf · 6 years

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Kaitlyn's Diary p.8

Inspired by @almogchoices. The following is my idea of kaitlyn's diary entries throughout the 3rd book of tf.

Tues 17th

Dear diary;

If I thought the last week had been emotionally draining, I obviously had no idea what was in store for me.

Yesterday I woke up at Darren's place. Honestly, waking up in a bed, room, dorm that clearly wasn't mine made me panic... I worried what 'stressed out kaitlyn' had gotten herself into. When I saw the picture on the nightstand of Darren giving Amara a piggyback, it all came back to me. I can't believe he talked me in to taking the bed and set himself up on the couch. 'You need comfort right now, more than I do'. Amara had better realise how lucky she is to have someone like that, just like I should have realised how lucky I was to find someone like Milly.

Milly.... But I'll get to that later....

I checked around for Darren but I was alone in the dorm. When I went to make coffee I found a plate of pancakes and a note.

"Strength up, courage up, chin up & make up. Good luck. D."

I sometimes wonder what teen romance novel Darren was pulled out of before he ended up at hartfeld. He mentioned the night before that he had to head out early to train. The feeling of loneliness that was circling me quickly flooded back when I realised he wasn't there to make me smile. He was right though. Today was the day. Even if Milly was in LA I needed to go home and try to reconcile as best I could with my friends.

When I was walking back to the suite, I passed the café. He was working. I don't know if he spotted me, or if the daggers I was glaring at him managed to reach far enough to prick his skin. I still can't let that go. I know the way I acted after my gig was wrong, but he still threw that punch. He still flirted with Milly. I don't know if I'll ever get past that. I waited outside the door of the suite for what felt like forever, my hands still hurt from where my keys were squeezed in my palm from anxiety. When I actually got the courage to go inside, Zack was stood by the door. He threw his arms around me and told me he was worried after I disappeared the night before. I should really have text him. He was telling me about his night after I left him, while I checked my mail. When I saw the one letter marked [URGENT] I freaked out. I had a decent idea of what it said before I even tore the envelope but that didn't help the shock. Blah blah blah... MISSED EXAMS... blah blah blah... FINAL WARNING... blah blah blah... KICK YOU THE HELL OUT OF COLLEGE!.... or something like that.

I screamed. It might have seemed like an overreaction to anyone else, but that scream had been trapped since I started juggling all the different parts of my life like so many chainsaws. Zack shrieked and covered his ears and Tyler just yelled about an intruder. That guy needs to watch the news a little less. I was just about to explain myself when the door leading to the roof opened. I looked over and saw chris looking at me with an expression I couldn't read at the time. It was somewhere between concern and a look of 'prepare yourself'.

When he moved from the doorway, I saw her. She looked so beautiful that I almost cried at the sight of her. Milly had definitely been in LA. The tan that she had so quickly developed could have only come from that kind of weather. Her bouncy, brunette waves were dancing across her shoulders from where she had run down the stairs. I could have stared at her for hours, if things weren't in such a weird place for us.

I let them read the letter for themselves. If I even tried to read it, I'd have balled my eyes out before reaching the second word. I apologised to everyone for the way I had been behaving. I still don't think it was all my fault but I am responsible for my own actions and I could definitely have done better.

Milly was the last person I tried saying sorry to, but she just raised a hand and shook her head. The most I got out of her was 'Not yet'.

Everybody was on board to help me study to pass the make-up exams. Even Milly was being helpful with it, as much as she could be. Its a weird situation when someone is trying to help you but clearly trying to avoid you at the same time. All day I was stealing glances at her. When she wasn't deliberately burying herself in textbooks to find some small bit of information I might need... I saw her crying. I deserved that. I deserved to see what I did to her. She's supported me no matter what and I threw it all back in her face. A face now streaming with tears and red from the exhaustion of holding them back for so long.

I tried again and again to get her alone. Zack went to get snacks while chris made coffee and Abbie and Tyler went to find his poster board of the periodic table. I got as far as saying her name before she stood up, wiped her eyes and helped Zack with the snacks. The ticking clock behind me was echoing the sound of my heart breaking more and more with each second that she shut me out.

Studying actually ended up going well. Milly made me laugh by making a joke that reminded me of Invasion of the Body Snatchers. When she saw me laughing she quickly turned away. Im almost positive that I saw a hint of blush on her cheeks before she did though.

I couldn't take it any longer. The next time Zack called for a break, I took her hand. The questioning look she shot me was totally alien. I don't think I expected her to smile at me but it was literally the first time I touched her since before the gig. We haven't gone so long without at least holding hands since we got together (aside from going home for school breaks). I silently pleaded with her, I could feel the look on my face begging her to just hear me out. And she did...

I lead her to my room but she gripped my wrist and pulled me a little further down the hall to her door. When we got inside I had no idea what to expect. The 16 seconds (yeah I counted) of silence felt like a drawn out eternity. I came up with a hundred different ways to start my apology and would have tried all of them if I'd had to. Before I could even push her name past my lips, hers were pressed against them. I almost fell backwards from the push of the kiss and the total shock that it brought with it. Before I knew it, her arms were around me, holding me so tight that I could feel every shaky sob that was wracking her body. We cried. We really really cried. I promised I'd never make her cry again. I don't think I could bare seeing her like this again.

We talked for so long that I could almost hear the impatience of our friends who still wanted to help me study in the next room. I didn't care. We needed this and I'm prioritising properly this time; studying can wait just a few more minutes. Milly gave me her charm bracelet for good luck in my exams. I've seen her wear it a few times; when we first met on our first day, when she first went to meet prof. Vasquez, chris' first football game, the opening night of james' play. Obviously the good luck works.

I didn't get a chance to write my diary last night because I stayed up memorising chemistry and music, trying not to confuse the names of elements with the names of composers.

Its time for me to go and face the music, so to speak. I've got my good luck charm on my arm... and the bracelet she gave me too.

Here's to a new start.

Xoxoxoxoxo K

#milly's musings #the sophmore #the freshmore #the sophomore #the freshman #pixelberry #stories you play #choices stories you play #playchoices #kaitlynxmc #kaitlyn liao #kaitlyn #mc x kaitlyn #kaitlyn x mc #mcxkaitlyn

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