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mspriss-2u · 7 years

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Before the Fame

*Another chapter, yea! I apologize for how slow this story is going. I only have 5 more chapters left. Thank you guys for hanging in there. *

posted 6-3-2017

Chapter 7

So this was not what she had expected, but she could definitely say she was pleasantly surprised. Luke had texted her during the week, asking her how she was with a fishing pole. Janelle almost laughed because he was basically asking her if she could breathe. Her whole life had been near and in the water, so fishing was second nature to her. Once she told him she loved fishing he told her to gear up because they were going out on the water this weekend. If Janelle was honest with herself, she was excited to get a chance to be outdoors, but nervous to have that much alone time on the lake with Luke this early into…whatever it was they were trying to start up.

But today was the day. Luke had picked her up and they were already well on their way into the middle of the water on a beautiful boat with the wind blowing in her face. Luke looked over at Janelle enjoying the look of happiness overtaking her face. He had been pleasantly surprised when Janelle had came with some of her own fishing equipment and bait. Luke had tried to do this with one date when he first started college, but she complained about the wind from the boat ride and almost became hysterical when it came to baiting the fishing rod to fish. Obviously that was a disaster, but Janelle seemed like the type to like being outdoors, he was glad to know he was right.

They had set up and had their rods in the water when Janelle had the bright idea to put on a bet. “So, how about whoever gets the most fish from today will be treated to a homemade fish dinner this week by the loser?” she said with a sly smile. Luke was not into having to prove himself to anyone, but her smile held something he was interested in finding out more about, so he accepted.

Janelle beamed as they got back to Luke’s truck. She had caught 12 fish with ease, especially with her variety of bait. Luke was slightly sulking first to a slightly bruised ego and secondly to the idea he would be cleaning fish this weekend, which was tedious and smelly.

“Don’t be a sour puss. This was a great time. I only made the bet so I could have an excuse to see you sooner…plus we can’t leave good fish to waste,” she said as she looked over at him from the passenger side grabbing his free hand and giving it a squeeze.

Luke couldn’t help but to smile. Maybe losing wasn’t so bad, especially when he had so much more to win.

This week seemed to have dragged on for Janelle. Luke had shared he may be busier this week as his coaches were priming him for next season because he had scouts truly interested in him. If Janelle was being honest with herself, his talk of scouts and possibly being drafted in the NFL caused her some dread. She wasn’t sure why, but she knew whatever happened would definitely have some impact on them.

Luke was so happy the weekend had finally hit again. He felt like he had been hit by a truck this week with all of the training and all of the play briefs. If he was honest it all at times felt overwhelming, but he knew his coaches were trying to give him the best advantage this year, plus he was never the one turn away from a challenge. Today though, he had just slept in an extra hour and started cleaning the fish. He opted to do it outside where it wouldn’t bother his roommate and he could make a mess without it being an issue. Once he finished, Luke had to admit he found himself getting giddy. Him and Janelle had only had a few text messages between them this week due to his busy schedule, so this would be the first time he saw her without any distraction or instead of a brief view of her in class. He had asked his roommate early in the week to find a place to crash, not that he was expecting anything to happen with him and Janelle. He just knew since they were still feeling things out that it would probably be awkward being romantic with the roommate coming in and out of the room. He decided to straighten up his place a little and then kick back to look at some ESPN. It was the best way he could settle his mind until tonight.

Janelle looked her clock. Her roommate Callie was throwing suspicious glances her way especially since this was the 2nd weekend she had been out and about. Usually Janelle stuck to her room or the library. However, her roommate didn’t press for many details, Janelle guessed she remembered the heart to heart from earlier in the school year. Janelle decided she would at least throw her a small bone, so she would feel somewhat in the know.

“So, I probably will be in later tonight. I have a little outing. I’ll try not to wake you. If I am not coming back, I will send you a text so you don’t have to worry.” She said, looking pointedly at Callie.

Callie gave her a small smile back. “Well, I hope you have a great time. You look stunning for whoever this mystery person is that you are meeting.” She said with a wink and left it at that.

“Thanks boo!” see you later.

When Janelle pulled up she texted Luke so he could meet her. While she waited she felt her nerves start to spike. It had been a while since she had felt this way. She remembered that awful guy she dated back in her last years of high school. He said all the right things, had all the right moves, but in the end he was a liar, cheat and worst of all an abuser. She was never more hurt and embarrassed than when she came running into her home with her clothes ripped and a black eye. Her father had been filled with all the rage. They had just lost her mother and there Janelle was just adding to the pile of worries. When she heard him crying in his room later that night, she knew she had caused him real heart ache and vowed she would not be wooed by another monster again.

Janelle was startled when she heard the knock on her window. It was clear Luke had been trying to get her attention for a few minutes while she was off thinking.

“Hey there, glad you finally came back to me,” he said giving her a hug and chaste kiss as she got out of the car.

“Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts and zone out. So, shall we? I’m starving” she said, following him as he led the way.

Janelle wasn’t surprised that his apartment was decked out in nice décor. She had picked up that Luke may have come from a family with some money, because he lacked for absolutely nothing. However, she was surprised at home wonderful the food smelled. She honestly wasn’t sure if he could cook, but so far this indicated maybe he knew what he was doing….or maybe he ordered it from somewhere, but nevertheless it smelled edible.

“Welcome to my humble abode,” he said shutting the door and leading Janelle on a mini tour. She listened as he explained it was only him and another teammate who lived here. Luckiliy, the “dorms” for the athletes had less restrictions and operated like real off base apartments versus the rest of the dorms oncampus. It was clear males lived in the home because the living room was set up like a real man cave, with a 60 in screen TV, several game systems and reclining couches.

“Well this does look homey and comfortable. Do you have people over often?” Janelle asked as she sat on the chair by the kitchen island while Luke prepared their plates.

“Umm I usually don’t like to have company over too much. If anything, we may have some video game tournament for one day on the weekend or a barbecue for those of us who decide to stay on campus during some of the less extravagant holidays. Other than that, my roommate and I like to just chill here. He is more outgoing than me so he will spend more time at some of his other friends’ apartments than he does here. It works out well enough for me though.” Luke explained.

He walked over and placed their plates on the island. Janelle marveled because it seriously looked like he had pulled this recipe right off a magazine cover.

She side eyed him suspiciously as she took her first bite. “Mmm, oh my goodness” she moaned around the fork.

Luke thought he could listen to her make that sound forever, as he watched her reaction to his dish.

“This is amazing! No way you could have cooked this up.” She said.

“Oh but I did. You just weren’t aware of the level of skills I have in the kitchen,” he said with a smug smile.

“I don’t know where you learned to cook like this, but this is unreal.”

“Well, you can thank my aunt. She was a chef at one of our local upper end restaurants and she taught me a few things. I called her to tell her I had to cook up this fish for a special person, so she hooked me up with the perfect recipe. I’ll have to tell her it was a hit.”

They had some small talk as they both finished up their meals. Luke protested when Janelle insisted she would clean the dishes since he had made an amazing meal for them. While she cleaned, she had him pick out a movie for them to watch.

Luke decided on something safe and entertaining, so he put in “Avatar” for them to watch. When Janelle had joined him on the couch, she had brought popcorn with her. He’d guess she had found it when she was putting everything back in the cupboards.

“I hope you are good with Avatar. I’m not exactly sure what you are into as far as movies go,” he said sheepishly.

“Oh this is fine. But for future reference, I love suspense and comedies. Shutter Island is one of my favorites,” she said with a smile around a mouth full of popcorn.

They sat on the reclining couch so Janelle decided she would lean on Luke’s chest with his arm around her as they watched the movie. If Janelle had to be honest she was having trouble concentrating. Luke smelled delightful and feeling his chiseled chest beneath her was turning her into goo. She softly started rubbing his chest through his shirt. She thought it innocent enough, nothing over the top. Meanwhile, Luke was acutely tuned in to the fact he could feel her rubbing his chest. Also, little Luke seemed to like it as well as he felt himself starting to get hard. He didn’t want to startle Janelle so he slowly pulled up the covers next to him cover his growing erection.

“You seem to like my chest there.” He said commenting on her petting.

“It’s nice, I imagine you don’t work out for it not to be admired,” she said coyly.

“True, but I only require admiration from people of my choosing.”

“Oh, so I should feel flattered,” she said cocking an eyebrow and stopping her rubbing for the moment.

He just smiled and laughed, “I’m not saying that, I’m just saying everyone doesn’t get to be here. I’m glad you are though,” he said leaning down going for a chaste kiss.

Instead he got hit with a fiery kiss. Luke wasn’t expecting passion from Janelle, but she was definitely enjoying her time with him if the kiss was anything to go by. He started slowly rubbing the side of her stomach as he kissed her. He enjoyed hearing her soft moan as he explored her mouth with his tongue. It wasn’t until she put her hand up to the nape of his neck and started lightly scratching that he truly felt himself lose his composure. He pulled Janelle on his lap which was still covered by the blanket, but he couldn’t imagine it was doing much to hide how much he wanted Janelle. He started kissing the side of her neck as he held her on his lap. Janelle could feel him starting to rub on her leg as they both got into the kiss. She knew they were both getting hot and bothered if her drenched panties were anything to go by and if his poorly hidden erection wasn’t already a dead giveaway. In the lucid part of her mind, she knew she was not ready to have sex with Luke, but boy was he making this a hard fight. It was when she felt his fingers unzip her pants and reach down her panties did she come back to herself.

“Luke, baby I need you to slow down,” she said putting her hand over his to stop him.

He was breathing heavily, but she knew he was trying to fight his way back to thinking clearly so he could listen to her.

“I’m not saying I don’t want to have sex with you, but I am saying I’m not ready to go that far,” she said looking at him.

Look shook his head, he understood and agreed that actually having sex was probably too soon now, but that wasn’t going to stop him from making his plea.

“I agree, but I’m begging you just let me please you tonight. I swear no actual sex, but I want you to feel amazing. Hell since you stepped in with these jeans, I’ve wanted you,” he confessed.

Janelle had to admit with the way she was still heated that did not sound like a bad deal, so she agreed and Luke was on her in no time. He started back kissing her but slowly this time. He lifted her off his lap and laid her down on the couch so he could have better access to her. He started trailing kisses down her neck while he slipped his hand up her shirt to start tweaking her nipples.

“Fuck” she moaned as she found herself enjoying his ministrations on her body.

That was all the encouragement Luke needed. He lifted her shirt up to her neck and then pulled her breast out of her bra. Luke listened to her melody of moans as he starting sucking on her breasts. He didn’t think he had heard anything as beautiful as the sound of Janelle coming undone. As he continued to torture her with his mouth, he let one of his hands continue down into her jeans. He was met with a puddle of wetness that pleased his ego so he gave a moan of his own. He took the time to play with her the lips of her sex and lightly tease her clit. He could tell she was ready for him to get on with it if her squirming was anything to go by. He decided he was too impatient to keep on playing with her and sunk two fingers into her wetness. Janelle gave a relived sigh followed up by moans as she felt Luke’s fingers exploring her. Her body was on absolute fire. She felt herself trying to lift her chest to give him more of her breasts all while trying to push down to ride her fingers. She knew if anyone walked in, it would definitely be a sight to behold. She felt he width of her fingers digging as deep as they could inside her, searching for the spot to make her see stars. He would occasionally add a swipe of her clit that sent electric waves through her. It wasn’t long before Luke found her sweet spot. He knew this because she started grinding on his fingers like her life depended on it. She had pulled his face up to hers so she could kiss him and tug on his hair as her breath grew ragged. “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh,” she chanted softly as she gave way to gasping moans. Luke felt a gush of wetness hit his fingers as her body went stiff and then gave a shuttering shake as she started coming down off her orgasm. Luke gave her another quick kiss before removing his fingers and going to thre restroom to handle his own erection and clean himself up. While he was gone, Janelle sluggishly started moving around to straighten herself back up.

When he returned to the room, she felt herself blush slightly.

“Hey beautiful, no need to blush, you look amazing when you are coming undone,” he said almost reverently.

“Well I could have, you know..” she said gesturing to his now disappeared erection.

“Nope, this was about you and making you feel good, which was quite satisfying in itself,” he said with a smug smile.

“Umm, I don’t know if you had to get back to your dorm, but my roommate isn’t here tonight and I really would like you to stay over. No funny business, scout’s honor.”

“That’s not a bad idea, but I’ll have to leave by 8:00am okay,” she agreed.

“Deal, let’s go back to my room, it is way better than this couch.” He said offering his hand and leading the way.

Janelle felt excitement, something she hadn’t felt in a romantic relationship in a long time. Luke was turning out to be someone who just kept her on her toes, and she liked it.

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charleyannnix · 7 years

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I cannot believe it. I am Charley Ann Nix, and I am Miss University 2018.

I am living a dream. I am living what I watched multitudes of women live while I sat and dreamed of it happening to me one day. To be completely honest with you, I never really thought it would happen to me. I never thought that I would be able to accomplish becoming Miss University and representing Ole Miss at Miss Mississippi. I grew up watching the ladies compete on stage at the Ford Center in Oxford and at the Convention Center in Vicksburg, I always thought they were so perfect.

When I was 11 years old, my mom took me to watch the Miss University pageant in Oxford. I sat mesmerized and watched Mary Brandon Norman win and become Miss University in 2008. She was the first Miss University that I had ever seen crowned, and being the true Ole Miss fan that I am, I knew I wanted that in the future. I watched as the Miss Universities travel to Vicksburg every year and compete to become Miss Mississippi. I cheered for them even if I didn’t know who they were simply because they were representing Ole Miss. I always wanted to make sure I got a picture and autograph from whoever Miss University was that year.

I didn’t get to return to the Ford Center to watch the local pageant again until 2012 when Kayla Snow (who ended up being my judge this year) was named Miss University. I sat in the audience still awe struck even though I was 15 years old. Fast forward to college, my freshman year I skipped a swap to watch France Beard win. Sophomore year, I took a study break the night before an exam to see Carol Coker become Miss University 2016. Then a few months later, I decided to compete in a different local and ended up at Miss Mississippi with her. I will write an entirely different post about my journey to and within the Miss Mississippi Organization though. In the Fall of 2016, I signed up to compete in my first Miss University pageant. I pretty much coasted on from competing in Vicksburg the summer prior and didn’t really attempt to enhance myself for the local preliminary season. I was 2nd Alternate to Leah Gibson, Miss University 2017, and I was so excited. I honestly felt like I was second runner up to Miss Mississippi. I went on to compete in Miss DeSoto County and won a crown and a chance to go back to Vicksburg.

After making the Top Ten in Miss Mississippi during June 2017, I immediately began preparing myself to become Miss University. I remember someone telling me how hard Leah had worked the year before to win, so I knew I needed to match her level of dedication. I was in the gym and at the piano every single day of the week from August until the day of Miss University. I began prepping for my interview two months in advance. I was READY in my mind. But, I knew coming off of an excellent competition in Vicksburg that there would be lots of talented, intelligent, beautiful girls signing up too. This was almost my downfall. I almost let myself accept defeat and almost did not sign up to compete. After a long conversation with my mom, she convinced me that win or lose, the experience would be priceless. I continued to work hard knowing that if I didn’t win, I would probably move on to another local pageant so I would want to be prepared there, too.

I had to do some serious soul searching and began telling anyone who asked me who else was competing (including my mom and friends) that I did not know and did not care, because I was only competing against myself. Of course I wanted to win, but I also wanted to beat the previous version of myself that I had presented onstage. I wanted to grow as a competitor.

Between school and being involved as a Gamma Chi during recruitment and working as a Community Assistant, I seemed to have lost track of time. I woke up one Sunday and realized that Miss University was only a week away. I spent the afternoon trying on clothes and packing my things to move into the Ford Center that Thursday. We finalized my wardrobe, and I had an extreme peace over me. I was completely packed and prepared to compete a whole week in advance. Of course my sweet family and friends would say “We just know you’re going to win,” then I would explain how competitive it was going to be. They would then just say “Ohhhhhhh,” in an understanding voice. Still, they purchased tickets and planned to come watch. I honestly think if I would have finished in last place, they would still have been so proud of me.

When you compete in Miss University, you have the best student crew to help make the experience wonderful. Besides the extremely invested directors, each contestant is assigned someone to help you get changed between competitions. Thankfully, Kasey Pearson was my “girl.” We had competed together for the past two years, so we were both really excited. We had two nights of rehearsals, one of which we had to do a full-dress rehearsal. So pale, spray tan-less Charley Ann pranced around in a swimsuit, and boy was that embarrassing. After Kasey kindly videoed me on-stage, I sent it to my mother and there was a huge issue. My swimsuit did not fit as snug as it did just a few months before, but we were convinced with some butt glue (which is spray adhesive that pageant girls use to make sure their swimsuit bottoms don’t move) that it would be fine. Rehearsals wrapped up on Thursday night and that began Homecoming weekend at Ole Miss.

Kasey and I!

Friday was the parade day with the Homecoming game following on Saturday. I did not attend the game; however, my mom did. When she got home around 9 o’clock on Saturday night, we decided to change my swimsuit. HAHAHA! The top needed taking up on both sides, but we were exhausted. We went to bed and woke up around 6:30AM on Sunday (the day of Miss University) morning to sew my swimsuit top. I fixed my hair and makeup, and FaceTimed Lillian who couldn’t make it to the pageant.

Altering swimsuit the morning of the pageant.

Lillian and her dog, Ellie, live streaming the pageant.

I was ready an hour early to leave home and drive to Oxford for my interview that was set to begin at 1:36PM. So at 12:45, I left home and drove down Highway 6 to Oxford. I was so excited. Interview is my favorite portion of competition, and I was ready to knock it out of the park. I had thought through exactly what I wanted to say for certain questions and was so giddy to get in there and meet the judges. Finally, I walked in the room and began answering the array of questions. None of my “home run answers” had been given when the head judge looked at me and said “well, I think our time is up.” I could’ve passed out. I could not believe that ten minutes had already went by, and I couldn’t remember one thing I had said. I thanked them for their time, smiled, and walked out.

Right before I left home for interview (not pictured is my interview dress.)

When emerging from the room, I looked to one of my friends who was competing and said “I’m not sure how I feel about that.” I grabbed my bag and ran to the bathroom at the Inn at Ole Miss. I changed out of my interview dress while I fought back tears because I just knew that I blew it. I texted my mom and explained that I was really disappointed with myself. I went to my car and hysterically cried. I called my mom and tried to relay some of the questions and my answers to her. She assured me that I did not do as bad as I thought, and I had to be ready for my onstage competition. After all, there was still 75% of my overall score left.

I went to my room and applied my tan extender while I waited on Maddie to come over and curl my hair for me. She arrived with coffee that was MUCH NEEDED, and we watch the closing statements of the Jessica Chambers case while pinning up my hair. I looked at my phone and realized I had 15 minutes to get to the Ford Center. So we packed my things, and she dropped me off in the misting rain. I ran inside, finished my makeup, and then started brushing out my hair. Luckily, Blair and I had a dressing room to ourselves so we had lots of space to lay our things out everywhere. As I was clipping in my extensions, all of the contestants gathered to pray right as 5:30PM was rolling around. At this time, Bradley, director of the pageant, announced that they had decided to do a livestream on Facebook. We all ran back to the dressing rooms to grab our cell phones and text those who couldn’t be there to let them know. Shortly after, it began.

We went through all phases of competition, and I was just glad that I had completed every phase. Blair and I would say throughout the whole night, “Well at least we are done with swimsuit,” then “Thank God we are done with talent.” Before we knew it, we were lined up for our last segment. The onstage questions part. It was the last 20% that we had to gain. They asked me about being a Community Assistant and some of the issues I had faced. I answered and walked back to the dressing room hoping that I had done enough to at least place as an alternate. I will be honest; I did not think I was going to win. I put my gown back on and went back to the stage for crowing.

Blair and I after the pageant.

We knew they were going to give preliminary awards in the interview, swimsuit, and talent competitions. The first announced the fan favorite award for collecting the most Band-Aids for Blair Batson’s Children’s Hospital. I really wanted to win this because I collected 115 boxes thanks to my Kappa Kappa Gamma sisters donations. I didn’t win it. I later found out I was in second place! Then they announced that it was time for the interview award to be given. Anne Elizabeth called my name as the winner of the overall interview award. HAHAHAHA this was after my major meltdown. I was so happy. I kept telling myself that if that was the only award I received, I would be perfectly fine with it because I thought I didn’t do well.

They continued to call out the preliminary winners in swimwear and talent and two very deserving girls won those. All of a sudden, it was time to call out the second alternate. I couldn’t do anything but look at the ground. Sometimes the emcee will look back at the girl’s name that she’s about to call or the judges will look at who they think is about to be announced. I did not want to see them look at me or anyone for that matter. 2nd alternate was announced as Emma Gaddy, the phenomenal overall talent winner. They said the “if the winner cannot complete her duties” spill and Blair Wortsmith, my dressing room buddy was 1st alternate. I subconsciously thought about the girls who were still standing on stage with me and was pretty sure that the pretty award I had received for overall interview was going to be the only thing I was taking home.

2nd alternate, Emma Gaddy, myself, and 1st alternate, Blair Wortsmith

Then, it happened. They called my name and all I could hear was my family and friends screaming. I was in shock. Chancellor Vitter handed me a beautiful bouquet of flowers and placed the Miss University sash on me. Leah hugged me and then pinned the crown to my head. I continually kept thanking the judges because I was in disbelief. I know I looked out to my family but I could not tell you what any of them were doing. I waved and turned around and walked back as the curtain closed.

Reaction.

The girls that competed with me hugged me and congratulated me. I wish every single one of them would have won an award because I could honestly have given them each a specific one. They are talented beyond belief. I have never seen the level of talent at a pageant that was presented on stage that night. They are intelligent and eloquently answered their respective questions. And they are so beautiful. Their dresses and hair were specific to their personalities and radiance erupted from them. This is why I did not think I was going to win and why I am so humbled and shocked that I did.

With our highly distinguished judges panel!

I took pictures with the judges and some of the students that made the production all that it was, then was taken to the photography room to take official pictures. I turned around to see my Mamaw Pat standing in the corner watching, and that was enough to make anyone emotional. Thankfully, someone went and got the rest of my family including Mama, Daddy, my sister, Olivia, my nieces, Emma Ray and Macey, Aunt Barbara, and cousins Belinda, Sarah Bonner, and Georgia, plus Maddie. The photographer patiently took photographs of us in rotations. I am so thankful for him capturing those moments.

Some of my always supportive fan club and family.

To finish what I am saying, it’s kind of like dream come true for me to be Miss University after watching the women that came before me excel in this position. I am following 68 women, five Miss Mississippi’s, and two Miss Americas who have held this title. Wow.

I could thank every single person that played a small part in my journey to becoming Miss University 2018, but that would require an entirely separate article. However, just know that if you listened to me play, asked me an interview question, watched me practice, or even made a sweet comment to me about competing, you are so valuable to me. I promise even the smallest of remarks don’t go unnoticed. God has blessed me beyond anything I could’ve imagined. I am so grateful for this opportunity, and it is because of Him that I have it.

Challenging Charley into Miss University 2018 I cannot believe it. I am Charley Ann Nix, and I am Miss University 2018. I am living a dream.

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