The door to the apartment busted open suddenly, making Jessica and Megan jump from their positions in the living room. They saw Amanda stomp her way in and shut the door swiftly causing it to bang loudly. She huffed twice before she looked at her two friends.

"Something wrong there Manda?" Megan asked.

Amanda bowed her head and shook it as she spoke, "That final…TOTALLY…just kicked my ass."

Megan got up from the couch and went over and hugged her friend, "Aww, its okay. I'm sure you'll still pass. Besides, that was your last final of the semester! We all have a nice long Christmas break to look forward too."

"Yeah," Jessica added, "You'll forget about that final in no time once we start relaxing and having fun."

Amanda returned the hug to Megan and smiled at Jessica as they spoke. "You guys are right. Hopefully I can get a 'C' in that class though, by some miracle."

"That's the spirit!" Jessica yelled while pumping her fist in the air.

"I think I'm going to go finish off that Ben and Jerry's cookie dough ice cream and watch Supernatural." Amanda told them after a few seconds of silence. "Those two things always make me feel better."

Megan and Jessica nodded at her as she left the living room and headed to the kitchen.

"She'll get over it…right?" Megan asked Jessica as she sat back down on the couch returning to the book she was reading.

"Oh yeah…of course. I mean, I hope at least." Jessica shrugged. "Hey how do you think you did on the mythology final today?"

"Piece of cake," Megan practically laughed.

"I know that class was so easy it was almost criminal."

"Yeah, it was just as easy as those creatures of mythology final we took two days ago."

"You guys talking about the mythology finals we took the other day and today?" They heard Amanda ask from the doorway with a spoon full of ice cream in her mouth.

"Yeah, didn't you think they were really easy too?" Megan asked her without looking up from her book.

"So easy they were almost criminal," Amanda smiled. "How come I can pass classes like that with ease but you stick me in a math class and I become the stupidest person ever…..is stupidest even a word?" She asked, scratching her head.

"Uh well, it's not in the dictionary if you want to get technical about it," Jessica told her.

"Thanks, ya huge nerd." Amanda said giving her friend a big toothy grin.

"You're welcome, ass," Jessica muttered as she returned to watching TV.

"Hey can I watch Supernatural in here?"

"I guess so," Jessica and Megan said at the same time.

A few hours later and all the girls were enthralled in the Supernatural episodes they were watching. They just got done watching the third season finale when Amanda was putting the DVD back its case.

"OMG you guys!" She practically yelled. "You know what we should do?"

"Go invest in a good pair of ear plugs?" Megan chided.

"Oh ha-ha, no actually I was thinking we should do some writing."

"What? Like, another fan fiction or some---OMG you mean like, write a fan fiction about Supernatural!?"

Megan yelled excitedly.

"YEAH!"

"That's a brilliant idea!" Jessica added, getting excited too.

"I mean, with all the stuff we know from the mythology classes, plus what we know from the show, we can really make a kick ass story that will seem... real." Amanda stated as she started pacing the room.

"Well if we are going to be that thorough we might as well just write an episode for them or something…," Megan said quietly. Then her eyes got big as she looked at her two friends, who both had giant smiles on their faces.

"That is one HELL of an idea there buddy," Jessica laughed.

"Wait, I was just kidding you guys. About the whole writing a script thing."

"No Megan, that's a great idea! You know we are pretty good writers, and like I said we know a lot about the stuff they talk about on the show! I bet we can come up with a good one," Amanda told her as she came and sat next to her on the couch.

"Okay, suppose we do make a really good story that is worthy of being turned into an episode," Megan began. "Then what? What are we going to do with it once we are done?"

Amanda and Jessica started to speak before they shut their mouths. Then Jessica snapped her fingers, "I got it! We'll go show it to them."

"Say, whaaaaat?" Megan said all ghetto-y.

"Well, c'mon guys it is Christmas break right?" She said. Once the other two nodded she continued. "SO, we write this awesome story and take a road trip out to California and show them personally!"

"What makes you think they would even see us Jessica? They are busy movie stars who probably wouldn't look twice at a few girls and story they wrote," Amanda said glumly.

"Well they most certainly wont look at it with that kind of attitude negative Nancy."

"I'm just being a realist here."

"Okay so let's say we take it to them and they don't even let us through the gates of Hollywood. So what? We'll be in California! We'll just enjoy some time there before coming back home," Jessica ended as she tried to convince her friends of the idea.

"I've never been to California," Megan said after a few seconds.

"Hey, we can contact the producer of the show! Once we get done with the story we can call him and tell him about it. You know, that way we can have someone who let us through the 'gates' and actually talk to us so it wouldn't be a completely wasted trip," Amanda said from the desk, turning away from the computer to talk to the girls.

"How did you get over there so fast?" Jessica asked.

"I skipped on over here during your heartfelt speech, Braveheart," she laughed.

As Amanda, Megan, and Jessica worked vigorously for days, with far and in between breaks, the script was done in no time. Though it took a little hard research to finally find some way to contact McG, once they found the number to a friend, of a friend of a friend, they got a hold of his number.

"Well, who is gonna call him?" said Amanda, relieved.

The girls eyed each other for a brief second, before Amanda and Jessica both chimed at the same time,

"NOT IT!"

"Damn it." Megan exclaimed defeated, while reaching for the phone and snatching the piece of paper with McG's number on it out from between Jessica's fingers.

She punched the numbers, and they all waited as the phone rang again and again. When they had about given up on anyone answering, a masculine voice broke the silence:

"McG."

"Um, yeah hi my name is Megan and I was just hoping for a second of your time. See, me and a few friends of my have written a script for Supernatural and just wanted to share it with y…." Before Megan could finish her speech the phone clicked and went dead. Amanda and Jessica looked at Megan, waiting for the scoop, excitement plastered on their faces.

"He hung up on me." Megan said disbelief staining her voice, the excitement melting away quickly from her two friends faces. The silence extended for a few moments, Amanda being the first to break it.

"What the hell?"

"He just hung up the phone. I can't believe it; I didn't even get to tell him our cool intro."

"Give me the phone." Amanda fumed. She quickly pressed redial, and waited.

"McG."

"Now listen here, we worked on this script for a week, we didn't leave our apartment once during that time. Do you know how it feels to be trapped in a tiny apartment with two other people who like eating beef burritos all the time? I'll tell you how it feels. It feels like being put on death row and getting the gas chamber, for seven days straight. So you're going to listen to what we have to say or, or, well I don't know what we'll do but we will do it, I swear." Amanda said.

"You know, I like your never say die attitude."

"Really?" Amanda said shocked.

"No." McG said annoyed then quickly hung up the phone again.

Amanda sat there, here mouth gaping staring at the phone as if it had gravely offended her and then kicked her puppy.

"That bastard hung up on me!"

"What?" exclaimed Jessica.

"Stings for a little bit, doesn't it?" Megan sympathized.

"Give me that thing." Said Jessica, taking the phone from Amanda's hands and pressing redial. "I am going to rip this guy a new one."

"McG."

Jessica took a deep breath in preparation, but before she could even breathe a syllable, she was interrupted.

"Listen, I'm really serious now, I do like your never die attitude, but unfortunately I'm unable to listen to you at the moment. So, if you send me the script by email I promise you I'll read it."

"Oh. Okay, well, um, what's your email address?" Jessica said, nearly stumbling over her words.

"Well you managed to get my home phone number, I'm sure you can manage to find my email address too." With that McG hung up the phone again.

"What'd the ass say this time?" Amanda said.

"He said that we could send the script to his email." Jessica said, laying the phone at her side.

"Really? Well what's his email?"

"Uuhh, he didn't exactly give it to me."

"Then how do we send it to him? Is he going to call us back or something?" Megan asked.

"He said that if we found his house phone number, we could find his email the same way." Jessica replied.

"Wow, what a dick." Amanda exclaimed.

So then the girls got to work finding McGs' email address, which proved to be a whole lot more difficult then finding a phone number. After a couple hours they were successful. In the blink of an eye they sent him the script, and waited for a reply.