As I got ready for my father's first presidential debate as the representative for the Democratic Party I stopped short. I couldn't keep dressing like I was 12 years old. I was 20. I was in college for crying out loud. I couldn't keep acting like daddy's little girl, but unfortunately I had to. If I wanted my father to win I needed to act like I had never drank alcohol, had sex or went partying on the weekends. So I smoothed down my light pink dress and put my great-grandma's pearls on before my mom yelled:

"Olivia sweetie! It's time to get going!"

"Okay!" I said taking one last look at myself before grabbing my shoes and running down our winding staircase. My mom insisted I come and see his debate tonight so one of his bodyguards came and picked me up from the airport. Personally, I would have much rather stayed at Harvard with my friends instead of going to Washington DC but this was important to my father. If I wasn't there, it would crush him.

"You ready honey?" My mom asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, do I look okay?" I asked her.

"You look beautiful." She said rubbing her hand on my cheek. I smiled.

"Let's get going then! We don't want to be late!" I said walking out the door after I put my shoes on.

As we pulled up to the building where the debate was being held, I started to feel nervous for my father. I hadn't payed much attention to the other candidate. Heck, I didn't even know who it was. I had been busy these past couple weeks at school and didn't have the time to research the other candidate. So before we got out of the car I Googled it.

Fitzgerald Grant the 111

Party: Republican

Parents: Fitzgerald Grant the 11 ( Big Jerry) and Caroline Grant

Former senator of California

He's a senator? I thought to myself.

"Olivia Carolyn Pope. Get out of the car" My mom said. I rolled my eyes and got out. There were paparazzi taking pictures of us as we walked towards the entrance.

"Olivia! Olivia!" They yelled as I walked inside. Fans of my father lined the entrance and I waved.

"Olivia you're so pretty!" I heard people yell. I smiled and walked into auditorium and backstage.

"Olivia! My father Eli Pope said as he gave me a bear hug.

"Hi daddy." I smiled and squeezed him back.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in so long! He grinned and I laughed.

"You just saw me two months ago!" I said.

"Too long for me! Thanks for being here tonight, it means a lot." He stated and I smiled at him once more.

"I wouldn't miss this! It's your night!" I said telling a small white lie but he didn't have to know. He smiled once more at me then gave my mom a kiss and started talking to her. I looked around and saw Fitzgerald Grant talking to someone, maybe his campaign manager? I started to stare. Once he stopped talking to the man he looked up and saw me staring. Fuck, his eyes.. I thought. His eyes were blazing blue, it felt like he was staring into my soul.. and damn his hair. It was a dark brown with tints of grey in it. Then I noticed he started to walk over. Shit, shit.

"Hello." He said boldly.

"Uh.. hi." I said pathetically.

"Are you Eli Pope's daughter?" He asked curiously.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" I said more confidently.

"No reason. Just wanted to know." He smirked and I felt weak at the knees. I looked over and saw my dad wasn't behind me anymore. He spoke again:

"Do you wanna meet for drinks after this? I know the perfect spot."

"What makes you think I'll go drink with the competition?" This time it was me smirking.

"How about if I win this debate you have to have drinks with me." He asked.

"What makes you think you'll win?" I said lowly. He licked his lips.

"Oh I always win." He said cockily.

"Sure. I can't wait to see you get your ass kicked." I said smugly.

"Game on Livvie." He said before walking off. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I knew my dad was going to win, he was the best politician in the game. I looked over at Fitzgerald once more and this time he was looking at me. I smirked before turning to find my parents.

As I watched my father debate I noticed he slipped on an essential question. Shit, this can't be good. I looked over to Fitzgerald as he answered the next question perfectly.

"Great now I'm really going to have to have drinks with him." I thought to myself.

As time ran out on the clock they walked up to the stage to declare the winner.

"Please be my dad, please be my dad." I prayed silently.

"And the winner is... Fitzgerald Grant the 111!" They announced and the crowd roared.

"Fuck." I whispered silently to myself. As we walked backstage to greet my dad I felt Fitzgerald looking at me but I didn't turn around to see him.

"I'm sorry daddy. Maybe I should've just stayed at school." I frowned.

"Princess, this is not your fault. I just made some silly mistakes." He said solemnly. Maya grabbed his arm and pulled him aside to talk to him. Fitzgerald's team had all sorts of people congratulating him on his big win but it seemed like all he was focused on was me.

"Yeah yeah. I'm going to go talk to Mr. Pope and tell him it was a honor debating with him." I heard him say, I smiled. At least he had manners. Then I saw him stride over to me.

"Hello Olivia. Meet me at the Mayflower Hotel at 11 pm." He said with a smile on his face. My eyes widened.

"I can't just steal my parents car and leave them at 11 pm!" I harshly whispered to me.

"Well I can have one of my bodyguards come and pick you up." He suggested and I nodded.

"That will work. Now go congratulate my dad. We can't be seen talking." I said with attitude. He smirked then walked away.

"Wait what's your address?" He said before leaving.

"35068 Nightingale Terrace" I said. He nodded then walked away.

"The sooner I get this over with, the sooner I get back to my friends." I thought while looking over at my dad. This was going to be a long night...

Hey guys! After many years not writing I've suddenly got a burst of creativity. I hope you guys love this story! I know there are a few differences between what it's like in the story and what it's like in real life but I'm not one hundred percent sure how debates work because I haven't ever watched one before (whoops, hey I wasn't legal when the last presidential debate was going on and am now JUST starting to watch the debates!) I also know the grammar isn't the best.. if any of you would help me edit that would be amazing! I am really trying to get things right but I am struggling due to the fact I have a learning disability.. I love to write though! Thanks again!

-Katie