In My Silence
Author: KatEyes224
Rating: R
Timeline: Post-This, but before Plus One
A/N: This story wouldn’t have seen the light of day were it not for a couple of very important people. Namely @mldrgrl, who didn’t ever let me give up on it, and @sunflowerseedsandscience and @mangokiwitropicalswirl who offer their unwavering support even when I don’t deserve it.
She loses him somewhere in the kitchen department, letting him disappear from her line of sight while she lingers, waylaid by a particularly handsome backsplash. Which they absolutely do not need, she reasons after three solid minutes of arguing with herself before finally moving on. But she’d been wanting to update the kitchen since they’d first bought the house; bullet-riddled drywall, she figures, is as good an excuse as any. And their ridiculously expensive homeowners’ policy is apparently finally going to pay off, so they may as well take advantage.
By the time Scully wanders over to the dining area to check out the table they’d picked out together online, she knows Mulder has probably given up on trying to find her. He stubbornly refuses to backtrack at IKEA, claiming it only gets him more turned around. And despite his alleged accrual of Indian Guides merit badges, the proof of which Scully has yet to see, he scoffs at conventional wilderness survival skills like staying put and waiting for help to come to him whenever he gets lost. They’d agreed in the car ahead of time to meet up at the cafe on the second floor if they got separated, so Scully starts heading that direction.
She immediately suspects ulterior motives. Mulder has once again managed to plan this outing to take place around lunchtime, and Scully assumes that his timing is calculated so that he can satiate his unaccountable love of Swedish meatballs.
Meandering through a maze of living room and bedroom furniture, Scully consciously quells the urge to quicken her pace when she finds herself walking past bunk beds and brightly colored children’s rooms, college corner desks and bins of extra-long twin bed sheets.
William would be looking at colleges this year, wouldn’t he? Studying for his SATs. Maybe courting college scouts for water polo or basketball or baseball. Or maybe he’d been an academic, in math league or on the debate team or winner of the science fair. Or maybe he’d been a thespian, or maybe he’d been a loner, or, or, or...
Next to a wall of framed mirrors, Scully closes her eyes against row upon row of her own fractured reflections and breathes deeply through her nose, trying to banish the onslaught of potential iterations of her son as quickly as they apparate. Fifteen years later and he is still every dark-haired, long-limbed boy she sees out of the corner of her eye until she dares to look twice.
William has never stopped being a residual image that appears, Turin-like, in every negative space in her meticulously constructed world. But Scully has learned to allow herself to feel the ebb and flow of both her guilt and her gratitude in these moments. Cognitive dissonance, if nothing else, at least drowns out all the other voices in her head; the ones that whisper about what she did to Mulder when she left him to wrestle with their ghosts all alone in their drafty old house, instead of what she did to William when she gave him away to a future without her, perilous and uncertain.
She cannot, however, stop herself from intentionally averting her gaze when she passes by the children’s play area just outside the IKEA cafe, where a very pregnant mother is loudly compromising with her young son for just five more minutes, and then it’s time to go. Scully squeezes her eyes shut as the woman cradles her swollen belly with one hand and digs the other into the small of her back.
Some reminders still hurt more than others.
She spots Mulder near the front of the line queued to order and is just to about to call out to him when another voice beats her to the punch.
“Mulder? Fox Mulder?”
Mulder turns to the source of the voice, a woman standing several people behind him in line, and Scully sees him quirk a smile of recognition that reaches all the way to his eyes.
She freezes, watching the interaction unfold from a distance with an almost clinically detached interest. Mulder’s social circle, she knows, has dwindled over the years to just a handful of people, mostly acquaintances. As she racks her brain to place this woman, Scully realizes with a pang of regret that she has comprised the bulk of that handful for the last decade or more. And, until recently, she had been doing her level best to leave Mulder behind.
She notices the woman’s blonde hair first, a lustrous mane that falls in golden waves around slender, tanned shoulders. Not a hint of gray, Scully discerns, biting her lip so hard it nearly bleeds.
Mulder lets the few people between them go in front of him until he and the mystery woman are standing next to one another in line. He crosses his arms as they begin to converse, and Scully flushes hotly as she takes note of a typical Mulder maneuver when he dips his head and leans into her space so that he can hear her better. At one point, the woman turns into him to allow the person behind her to go ahead, and Scully catches a glimpse of her profile. A deep dimple appears in the woman’s cheek as she laughs at something Mulder says.
The two must reach a mutual decision to just order their food together because they finally approach the same register but pay separately. They then head over to a nearby table where a bored-looking blond boy of about six or seven in a baseball uniform is sitting.
Making her way closer, Scully takes in the woman’s tall, fit figure and makeup-free face. She has a wide, easy smile, which she unabashedly flashes up at Mulder as they continue talking.
As Scully nears, she begins to hear snippets of conversation.
“-eb’s little brother is already outgrowing the toddler bed, so we’re here looking at bunk beds. The boys are really excited about the idea of bunk beds, aren’t you, Caleb?”
Caleb smiles tightly and nods, obliging his mother, and throws his small fist into his baseball glove a few more times.
Mulder bends down, muscular arms resting lightly on his bent knees, looking up into the boy’s eyes. Someplace deep within Scully’s chest starts to ache, the twinge old and familiar. Mulder has always been wonderful with children, has always given due deference to their personhood no matter their age.
It was one of those things about him that Scully had always thought would have made him a wonderful father.
“What position do you play, Caleb?” she hears Mulder ask.
Caleb’s little boy voice is swallowed by the cacophony of knives and forks clinking against plastic plates and soda machines spitting ice into cups, and Scully finds herself leaning forward slightly as she continues towards their table, straining to hear.
“-na learn how to pitch.”
Mulder nods and glances up at the boy’s mother before meeting Caleb’s eyes again.
“You know, I pitched a couple of years. I used to be good at curveballs and changeups. But you’re gonna have to practice a lot if you want to be a pitcher. You think you can do that?”
Caleb nods down at Mulder, solemn.
The woman tugs gently at the bill of her son’s baseball cap. “I can’t keep him away from the baseball diamond. And if he’s not there he wants to be at the batting cages.”
Mulder’s smile widens. “I was the same way when I was his age.”
Scully sees the woman’s eyes sweep over her partner’s frame appreciatively. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
Caleb stares at Mulder now with naked admiration. “Who’s your favorite pitcher? Mine’s Zach Britton.”
Mulder chuckles. “Britton’s pretty good. I’m a Yankees fan, myself. So I’m liking Severino these days.”
The boy wrinkles his nose. “Ewwww, the Yankees? Traitor.”
Mulder and the woman both laugh.
“Well, maybe one day…” his mother cocks her head, biting her lip as she glances between her son and Mulder, “Mulder here can show you how to throw a curveball, Caleb.”
Mulder chuffs as he rises, crossing his arms even more tightly across his broad chest as a blush creeping over his features. “I’d probably end up in the hospital if I tried to throw a curveball these days, Annie.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Annie says, reaching a tentative hand out and wrapping it around Mulder’s right bicep. “You look like you’re in pretty good shape to me.”
Scully, done observing, quickens her pace and plasters a smile on. “Mulder,” she says, still several feet away. “Here you are.”
Mulder startles, jerking his arm from Annie’s grasp. “Scully, hey. This is, uh, you remember, right? Annie. Anne. Anne Woodward. She was, uh, she was…”
A look of dawning comprehension flits its way over Annie’s face as she gauges Mulder’s stammering reaction with Scully’s sudden appearance. Annie glances down at Mulder’s left ring finger, then Scully’s, before she brings her eyes back up to Scully’s.
Subtle, Scully thinks. “No, I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure,” she says instead, smiling wider but barely unable to unclench her teeth. The woman is even more stunning up close. Glowing jade-green eyes and full lips. Gorgeous body.
Jesus.
Scully holds her hand out. “I’m Dana-”
Annie reaches out to shake it firmly. “Agent Scully. I know. You probably don’t recognize me, but I was at Agent Mulder’s house last weekend. I’m an investigative technician with the Bureau. I was part of the team mobilized to collect evidence after the Purlieu incident last week.” She drops Scully’s hand. “Crazy stuff.”
Combing through her memory of the multitudinous faces and comings and goings of all the investigators that had torn their house apart for almost 48 hours, Scully thinks she might remember a blonde ponytail poking out of an FBI cap, gathering evidence. Scully had been in and out of their house herself during those few days, giving multiple statements to multiple agencies, appearing before a review panel.
“Right. Thanks for your help on that,” Scully says. “Agent Mulder’s house,” she emphasizes, “is quite literally a disaster, as you know, so I told him I’d help him pick out some replacement furniture. And I owe him a table.”
Mulder’s brow furrows. He starts to interject, but Scully shoots him a pointed glance. His mouth slams shut, but the confused crease in his forehead deepens.
Just then, Annie’s order number is called, then Mulder’s. Scully makes a show of looking at her watch, clearing her throat.
“Mulder, I’ll just go get the stuff from the warehouse and meet you at the car, okay? You can drop me off at my place on your way home.”
Scully turns and walks away before he has a chance to respond. She throws one last glance over her shoulder and swallows past the lump that rises in her throat as Annie beams up at Mulder. Scully nearly bumps right into the pregnant mother still arguing with her obstinate son as she stumbles towards the elevators.
xxx
As she waits for Mulder in the car, the silence humid and thick, Scully’s memory calls to mind an instance when she was quite young, perhaps ten or twelve years old, when her mother had driven her daughters to the coast after picking them up from school one afternoon. Maggie had stared out the windshield at the crashing surf until Melissa had finally asked what they were doing there. Maggie had blinked, glanced in the rearview mirror, and confessed to her daughters that she was jealous. She was jealous of the sea for the sway it held over her husband.
As a girl, Scully had been stunned, and had said as much. She was surprised at her mother’s confessing such a thing, for wasn’t envy one of the seven deadly sins?
“Oh, Dana,” her mother had explained with a sad smile, as she’d turned her gaze away from her daughter and back to the green-blue curve of the horizon, “jealousy and envy are not the same thing. Envy is when you covet something of someone else’s that doesn’t belong to you. Jealousy is longing for what’s already yours.”
It’s taken years, but in the cabin of Mulder’s pickup, waiting for him to amble outof the store, Scully finally thinks she understands the distinction.
Apart from herself, Scully knows, Mulder has led such a loveless existence. But hasn’t she also done her best, even unwittingly, to ensure that his histrionic cycle of love and loss just keeps going, ad infinitum? Maybe Mulder has come to believe that a life with Scully is what he has earned, part of his unending doomed lot in life. To be loved by a woman who was not supposed to be able to bear him any children. To be loved by a woman who was destined to give him an impossible son only to give him away.
Scully is startled out of her reverie when Mulder opens the driver’s side door and slams it behind himself. He lets the silence stretch in the cab before speaking.
“What the fuck was that, Scully?”
“You tell me,” she answers, hating how petulant she sounds.
“Scully…” Mulder’s voice is low, dangerous. He twists the keys in the ignition with a jerk of his wrist and pulls out of the parking space. “Come on. You know me better than that.”
Scully doesn't respond. Does she know better? She and Mulder hadn’t really talked about where things were headed between them after the terrorist attack at the Ziggurat in Texas. She’d started staying over at the house with him more and more since her latest hospital stay, after her bout of unexplainable seizures. Remembering the surprisingly new heft of Mulder above her, the way he used their bed frame to leverage the angle of his thrusts, his head between her legs that very morning, she certainly knew where Mulder had been hoping things were heading.
But Scully had always doubted whether Mulder’s known what’s in his own best interests, especially when it came to her.
For her part, she hates herself for needing him as much as she does. He is her fatal flaw, her Achilles heel, the forbidden fruit that has been her undoing. You’d think she’d have learned her lesson by now, but here she is, twenty-five years later, still waging war with herself over him, holding him at arm’s length with one hand while drawing him closer with the other.
Mulder has pulled onto the highway before he starts talking again. There’s a plaintiveness in his voice that Scully can’t remember hearing in years, not since they first started working together. It burns, hearing him trying to convince her of something she knows shouldn’t be plausible, but probably is.
“Annie and I got to talking when she was at the house. She saw my bat and glove in the corner and asked if I was coaching Little League or something.”
Annie.
Annie is tangible. Attainable. And obviously more than willing. She could probably still give Mulder another child, a little sister for her two boys.
Scully refuses to respond, allows the silence to unspool, become uncomfortable. Mulder struggles to fill the void, like he always does.
“I just, I told her I liked baseball, and we got to talking about Caleb, and how-”
“Mulder, I think this was a mistake.”
Mulder quiets. He stares at her profile. “Okay, fine. We’ll go to Pottery Barn.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
Scully looks out the windshield. She can feel the phantom pressure of Mulder’s jaw clenching and unclenching.
“I think,” she begins, glancing at him and pressing on when Mulder closes his eyes, “I think we may be rushing back into this for the wrong reasons.”
“No, Scully.”
“No?” she asks, turning fully in her seat to look at him, incredulous. “No? When have we not been the worst possible option for one another?”
“Scully, where is this coming from?!” Mulder practically shouts at her. “Are you PMSing or something?”
“I’m perimenopausal, Mulder,” she retorts, “and maybe it’s time you started thinking about why we’re even together in the first place. And why we keep continuing to be together when it brings us nothing but heartache.”
Mulder lets another half a mile pass before he speaks again, and the gravel in his voice scrapes her heart raw.
“Are you really that unhappy with me?” he asks quietly, taking the turnoff towards her place.
“Are you really that happy when we’re together?” Scully asks. “Or are you just less miserable because you’re not all alone by yourself?”
“That doesn’t even make sense, Scully!” Mulder yells, slapping a hand against the steering wheel.
“Could you just stop being stubborn for a moment, Mulder,” Scully implores. “Just divorce yourself completely from the idea of you and me and think about it. Could you be happy with someone like Annie? Raising a family, having little boys to play catch with, someone to teach how to throw a curveball? A wife who actually stands a chance of getting pregnant again?”
Her heart feels like it’s withering in her chest, atrophied after so long without him and weary from trying so hard to hold on to what it was about him that made him so irreplaceable. But this is where she’s always failed where he has succeeded: Mulder has a knack for loving the memory of someone unconditionally, in spite of the many ways they’ve let him down.
He pulls up to the sterile, ridiculously overpriced townhouse that she’s insisted on maintaining since she moved out. It’s in a gentrified part of D.C., an industrial park that’s been modernized, and she knows Mulder hates it, even though he’s never said a thing about it. He slams on the brakes so hard that she winces when they screech. Mulder throws the car in park and stares out the windshield, refusing to look at her.
“I know the difference between losing people and watching them leave, Scully.”
Scully stares at his profile. The strong line of his jaw has softened over the years, but it’s no less dear to her now than it was decades ago, shadowed by 5 o’clock stubble and the sherbet-colored light filtering in from the streetlamps half a block away.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Mulder,” she whispers, and she’s out of the passenger seat, slamming the door of the truck and turning the lock of her own place in less than thirty seconds without sparing a second glance behind her.
He’s been watching her leave for years, she figures, as the automated front door beeps shut behind her. She leans into it, inviting the small measure of pain when she lets her skull thud against the hard wood. The sound of his truck idling lingers until he finally puts the car in reverse and crunches back down the driveway, giving her the space he knows she needs.
One more night won’t kill them.
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President’s List Fall 2018
NATCHITOCHES – Six hundred and fifty-four students were named to the Fall 2018 President’s List at Northwestern State University. Students on the list earned a grade point average of 4.0. Those named to the President’s List listed by hometown are as follows.
Abbeville – Annemarie Broussard, Heather Mayard;
Alexandria – Eric Weinzettle, Brandi Beaudoin, Leslie Bordelon, Claudia Gauthier, Ian Grant, Angela Hardin, Martha Hopewell, Jaliyah Jasper, Kasey Lacombe, Hunter Lewis, DeShonta Manning, Allison McCloud, Jalyn Mvcneal, Madeline Mitchell, Jennifer Prevot, Jabari Reed, Sailor Reed, Shacora Simpson, Kayla Whittington;
Anacoco -- Nicole Fitzgerald, Brittany Lewis, Caitlin McKee, Cassandra Osborne, Seth Ponthieux, Casey Williams, Megan Williams;
Anchorage – Sydney Bulot;
Arcadia – Antavious Roberson, Ralyn Simpson;
Arnaudville -- Zachary Leboeuf, Alayna Moreau, Misti Richard;
Ashland – Victoria Roderick;
Baker – Katelyn Kennedy;
Ball – Nickolas Juneau, Joseph Reynolds;
Barksdale, AFB – Kimberly Ventura Gonzalez;
Basile – Adam Elkins;
Bastrop – Nikkia Lewis;
Baton Rouge – Meagan Barbay, Diamanisha Betts, Madison Harris, Hannah Knoff, Jordan Lancaster, Tremia Lockett, Henrietta Mercer, Daniel Midyett, Emma Rivet, Victoria Simmons;
Belcher – Sierra Lang;
Belgrade, Serbia -- Emilija Dancetovic;
Belmont – Kelly Bass;
Benton – Victoria Berry, Tamara Korner, Bridget Miller, Jessica O’Neal, Finnley Plaster, Comis Waddell, Kathryn Watts;
Bienville – Julie Martin;
Boise, Idaho – Jessica Anderson;
Bossier City – Maddison Abreo, Jayde Barnett, Brittany Batchelor, Hannah Brooks, Kendall Caple, Izabela Carabelli, Callie Crockett, Peyton Davis, Hannah Gates, Joshua Greer, Jada Grigsby, Peyton Harville, Caylin Head, Savanna Head, Nicholas Hopkins, Kijah Johnson, Brandon Larkin, Chelsea Laverdiere, April Lebick, Katherine Parson, Colby Ponder, Taylor Powell, Jade Reich, Jami Rivers, Jalyn Robertson, Reid Rogers, Madison Rowland, Donna Spurgeon, Savannah Stevens, James Taylor, Kaitlyn Walker, Eric Zheng;
Boutte – Samantha Vernor;
Boyce – Katelyn Brister, Dylan Frazier, Sonya Hill;
Breaux Bridge – Beyonkan Heine, Emily Roy;
Broussard – Dylan Dunford;
Brownsville, Texas – Emily Saldivar;
Brussels – Leyla Fettweis;
Bunkie – Emily Arnaud,
Burleson, Texas -- Addison Pellegrino, Cassandra Smith;
Calhoun – Grace Cummings, Robert Mccandlish;
Calvin – Erin Price;
Campti – Alisha Bedgood, Rebekah Cole, Madelynne Greer;
Carencro – Melody Woodard;
Carrollton, Texas – Victoria Miller;
Cartagena, Colombia – Aura Hernandez Canedo, Jorge Ojeda Munoz, Hassik Vasquez Narvaez;
Cheneyville -- Katelyn Baronne;
Clarence – Jalicia Small;
Clifton – Brittany Shackleford;
Colfax – Alyssa Coleman, Lessie Rushing, Elizabeth Slayter, Morgan Vandegevel;
Conroe, Texas – Sidney Salmans;
Converse – Shayna Brown, Hayley Farmer, Wade Hicks, Mallory Mitchell, Hannah Womack, Logan Woodward;
Cotton Valley -- Nicholas Smith;
Coushatta – Sydney Anderson, Kaylee Antilley, Debra Hanson, Jon Hester, Mary James, Cynthia Lawson, Baley McAlexander, Precious Smith;
Covington -- Henri Blanchat, Justin Brogdon, Rachael Coyne, Sarah Shiflett;
Crowley -- Ma'Kayleen Milson;
Custer, South Dakota – China Whitwer;
Cypress, Texas – Alexis Warren;
Dakota Dunes, South Dakota – Eryn Sandwell;
Denham Springs – Joni Burlew;
DeRidder – Delia Amadiz, Lauren Callis, Tabitha Deer, Colten Denning, Falon Drake, Rebekah Frantz, Shydae Hammond, Karli Kennedy, Briana March, Brittney March, Shayla Miller, Jessica Mullican, Hannah Plummer, Rebecca Richmond, Cheyenne Vander, Michael Waryas;
Des Allemands – Emily Blanchard, Claire Schouest;
Destrehan – Hannah Boquet, Stephanie Webre;
Deville – Briana Ashley, Allison Deglandon, Amber Kreideweis, Aubree Lampert, Kenedy Lampert, Madison Lejeune, Maci Mayeux, Caleb Rhodes;
Diamondhead, Mississippi – Melissa Boyanton;
Dodson – Rachel Broomfield;
Doyline – Lucas Darbonne;
Dry Prong – Jared Boydstun, Ashlee Elliott;
Edmond, Oklahoma – Payton Hartwick, Ashley Medawattage;
El Paso, Texas – Christopher Barron;
Elizabeth – Amanda Cloud, Sadie Perkins;
Elton – Kayla Bellard;
Endicott, New York – Tonya Rackett;
Evergreen – Walter Armand;
Falfurrias, Texas – Marco Arevalo;
Farmerville – Malissa Loyd;
Florien – Shayla Duhon, Amber Lewing, Caroline Matthews, Dylan Roberts, Jordan Weldon;
Folson – Shaylee Laird, Sarah Moore;
Forest Hill – Rafael Sierra;
Forney, Texas – Jobey Rusk, Jared Walker, Jayden Wheeler;
Fort Polk – Brittany Chadwick, Kyley Cole, Shaunda Gordon, Miranda Illsley, Cynthia Schwartz, Sasha Trevino, Cherie Martel;
Fort Worth, Texas – Corban James;
Franklin – Emily Kutchenriter;
Franklinton – Crystal Newman;
Frisco, Texas – Caroline Shepherd;
Garland, Texas – Sierra Stone;
Glenmora – Alan Crowder, Reagan Humphries, Melissa Lanier, Faith Lawrence;
Goldonna – David Day, Harley Godwin;
Gonzales – Rebecca Marchand, Nicole Moody, Molly Moran, Bailee Ramey, Denee Smith;
Grand Prairie, Texas – Clayton Casner;
Grapevine, Texas – Margaret Black;
Greenwell Springs -- Cheramie Kravitz;
Greenwood -- Char'Tarian Wilson;
Gretna – Nadia Johnson;
Haughton – Luther Cain, Jessica Chase, Brittony Cole, Randi Corley, Bethanie Couch, Alexis Hoeltje, Victoria Lodrini, Savanah Molina, Amber Simmons, Heather Wooden, Dawn Young;
Heath, Texas – Megan Lohmiller;
Henderson, Texas – John Floyd, Emily Ortiz;
Hermon, Maine -- Allessa Ingraham-Albert;
Hessmer – Ryan Armand, Lacee-Beth Cazelot;
Hineston – Gabrielle Merchant Langley, Tylee Stokes;
Hope Mills, North Carolina -- Taylor Camidge;
Hornbeck – Brandy Alford, Lane Alford, Kimberly Runyon;
Houma – Alexis Dardar, Billy Gorr, Sarah Lajaunie, Corinne Paris;
Houston, Texas – Kendall Westfall;
Humble, Texas – Aiyana Bean;
Huntington, Texas – Travis Carrell;
Iowa – Keiona Guy, Matthew Phillips;
Irving, Texas – Darria Williams;
Jacksonville Beach, Floria – Katherine Medlin;
Jefferson – Jaleia Parker;
Jena – Christian Aymond, Alanna Hailey;
Jennings – Aimee Boothe, Alyson Brown, Janee Charles, Rachel Edwards, Rachelle Edwards, Wesley Simien, Lydia Williams;
Jonesboro – Jordan Winston;
Kaplan – Gabriel LeMoine;
Katy, Texas – Erik Carver;
Keithville – John-David May, Cora Procell, Janae Richardson, Joanna Sims;
Kenner -- Brooke Petkovich, Parul Sharma;
Kentwood – Jenna Morris;
Kileen, Texas - Temitope Buraimoh, Arlyn Johnson;
Kinder -- Jonathon Villareal;
Lacombe – William Simpson;
Lafayette -- Jeffrey Blossom, Abbey Broussard, Luke Dupre, Michael Joseph, Emilee Leger, Robert Middleton, Andrea Saelios, Dante Saelios, Forest Strang;
Lake Charles – Jovan Avery, Abigail Brady, Shawn Becton, Ashtyn Heap, Amanda Mustian, Sarah Sargent;
Larose – Eric Bourg;
Las Vegas, Nevada – April Ficarrotta;
Lawtell – Karoline Guidry;
Lecompte – Hannah Glaze;
Leesville – Sara Bishop, Autumn Boggs, Anthony Cantrell, Raven Collins, Carter Coriell, Junette Cutshaw, Cameron Davis, Chloe Dowden, Sarah Gibbs-Jarrell, Geoffrey Goins, Jessica Gray, Cheyenne Grigg, Jessica Herring, Ashley Hunt, Leigha Jackson, Bethany Kay, Emilee Keuten, Mercedes Mattes, Kelsea Mckinney, Paula Pilkenton, Linsey Preddy, Danielle Smyth, Peggy Stanley, Linda Strauss, Megan Tucker, Kristin Whistine;
Little Elm, Texas – Hunter Gagnon;
Logansport – Trenton Timmons, Rebecca Tomlin;
Longview, Texas – Gustavo Corrales, Kelli Hickerson, Samantha Morris;
Lyons, Kansas – Jennifer Rogers, Mary Rogers;
Machesney Park, Illinois – Alicia Teran;
Mamou – Alex Chapman, Meggie Granger, Nicholas Saucier;
Mandeville -- Shannon Roussell;
Mangham -- Rebekah Aultman;
Mansfield – Brooke Smith, Madylin Sullivan;
Mansura – Bailey Quebedeaux, Distiny Thompson;
Many – Skyler Ezernack, Heidi Knight, Jaleah Lee, Lathan Meyers, Xavier Montgomery, Chas Pilcher, Tessa Reeves, Samantha Simmons;
Marksville – Zachary Moreau, Paulette Thomas;
Marrero – Lorn Bourgeois;
Marshall, Texas – Laurann Graham, D’Sherrick Williams;
Marthaville – Emeri Manasco, Hanna Pardee;
Maurepas – Cameron Mayfield, Abigail Smith;
Maurice – Adam Courville;
Melissa, Texas – Kylah Banasky;
Merryville -- Kalan Townsley;
Metairie – Kaitlyn Arena, Morgan Nuss, Holly Schiler, Mary Strickland, Sadye Treadway;
Minden – Aubrey Dennis, Jess Easley, Laura Gryder, Taya Hester, Kiara Jenkins, Abigail Reynolds, Amanda Rogers, Heather White;
Mississauga, Ontario, Canada – Kayla Bomben;
Mobile, Alabama – Emily Cristina;
Monroe – Demonta Brown, Aaron Hunt, Grace Underwood;
Montgomery -- Shelly Crew, Katelym Feazell;
Mooringsport – Abigail Wolfe;
Mora – Gracy Rowell;
Moreauville – Sean Casey;
Morgan City – Allie Atkinson, Jeremy Orgeron;
Morse – Kierra Linden;
Mount Hermon -- Warren McFarlain;
Muleshoe, Texas -- Caitlyn Barber;
Murphy, Texas – Bronte Rhoden;
Murrieta, California – LaQuitta Wilkins;
Napoleonville – Elizabeth Coleman;
Natchitoches -- Austin Aldredge, Ragan Aple, Luz Arrieta Jimenez, Rebecca Autrey, Sarah Aviles, Francisco Ballestas-Sayas, Joshua Below, Dylan Bennett, Sarah Bergeron, Allison Berry, Sara Coates, Anna Coffey, Fabian Correa Guette, Haley Dahlhoff, Elliot Davis, Ruth Garcia Rodriguez, Samantha Hall, Kaitlin Hatten, Taylor Johnson, Anthony Jones, Mary Keran, Colby Koontz, Scott Macqueen, Miranda Mayeaux, Rylie Mcfarlain, Jordan Mitchell, Maina Ibn Mohammed, Kaitlyn Nieman, Brooklyn Noe, Abigail Poe, Jonah Poe, Melissa Remo, Shelby Riedel, Alyssa Roberts, Kayla Roquemore, Emily Ryder, Emily Salter, Madison Shade, Melissa Slaughter, Madeline Taylor, David Thibodaux, Kristan Valdez, Lantz Vercher, Elizabeth Vienne, Madysen Watts;
New Iberia -- Jaci Jones, Grace Kerns, Payton Romero:
New Llano – Nicole Naral;
New Milford, Connecticut -- Lisa Rosenberg;
New Orleans – Jerome Baudy, Haleigh Giorlando Wall, Jaime Hendrickson, Tayla Oliver;
Noble – Allie Ebarb, Collin Procell;
Noyen sur Serthe, France -- Emma Miachon;
Oakdale -- Cheyenne Bertrand, Alyssa Cole, Katelyn Johnson, Coriana Moreaux, James Obrien;
Oil City – Ryan Connella;
Olla – Brianna Corley, Kristen Smith;
Opelousas -- Lauren Hebert, Keshayla Jackson, Alexia Rubin, Jaylen St. Romain;
Pacifica, California -- Nicholas Pierotti;
Palmetto, Florida -- Cindy Hernandez;
Paris, Texas -- Jordan Whatley;
Pearland, Texas – Tanisha Williams;
Pelican – Mary Myers;
Pereira Risaralda, Colombia -- Mariana Ospina Rivas;
Pineville – Malek Abdelhadi, Taylor Bailey, Riley Bell, Tasha Blanchard, Christian Boudreaux, Latasha Cain, Noelle Carruth, Amber Edmisson, Erin Fallis, Kara Johnson, Michael Martin, Emily McCarty, Cade Mitchell, Wendi Powell, Morgan VanBuren, Corbi Walters, Wesley Williams, Alan Winegeart;
Pitkin – Mattie Stewart;
Plaquemine – Kameron Landry;
Plaucheville -- Brooke Dauzat;
Pollock – Jadynn Giles;
Pontotoc, Mississippi – Elizabeth McCullar;
Port Allen – Makayla Lacy;
Port Barre – Madison Estis;
Port Orange, Florida – Sean Logan;
Prairieville – Rebekah Bonner, Colleen Carline, Roy Cobb, Andrea Gathercole, Sarah Makin;
Princeton – LeKayla Smith;
Provencal – Kara Gandy, Rebekah Orsborn, Bailey Scarbrough;
Ragley – Elizabeth Jaycox, Cole Spponer;
Raleigh, North Carolina – Aleida, Alfonso;
Ringgold – Regan Edwards;
Riverview, Florida – Robyn Larson;
Robeline – Jessica Clark, Patricia Goodwin, Alyssa Maley, Bergen Oge, Caleb Wester;
Round Rock, Texas – Evan Nafe;
Ruston – Jena Green;
Saint Francisville – Sara Baggett, Jordan Bringedahl;
Saint Martinville – Blake Blanchard, Alli Douet;
Saint Rose – Alexis Mancuso;
Saline – Madelyn Cheatwood;
San Antonio, Texas – Tiffany Rubin;
Saskatoon, Saskatchewan – Loren MacLennan;
Scott – Sydni Larriviere, Kristen Prejean;
Seabrook, Texas -- Amy Whitecotton;
Searcy, Arkansas – Lora Wood;
Shenzhen, China – Yinglin Yuan;
Shreveport -- Lindsey Adkins, Mackenzie Allen, Hannah Angell, Yasmeen Bader, James Baldwin, Katelynn Benge, Maddison Benge, Hallie Bloxom, Erin Brown, Kaysie Burgess, Abigail Davis, Jackson Driggers, Jennifer Eaves, Jennifer Elliott, Samantha Freeman, Peyton Gamble, Leah Gould, Melina Johnson, Tatyanna Kinsey, Kaitlyn Knighton, Katherine Mckay, Maxey McSwain, Madison Milligan, Myles Mitchell, Cayla Morris, Megan Osborn, Mallory Parker, Bailey Patton, Zachary Person, Haley Pickett, Taylor Poleman, Patricia Reed, Madelyn Ruiz, Catherine Shaw, Shelby Sowers, DeAndre Stevenson, Khaila Tucker, Ansonia Wisner;
Sibley – Julianna Schober;
Simmesport – Bailie Marsh, Elise Normand;
Simsboro – Autumn Smith, Shelby Wall;
Slaughter – Ciara Gibbs;
Slidell – Ayrianna Edwards, Katherine Gallinghouse, Parker Gwaltney, Abigail Miller, Sabrina Miller, Holly Penta, Rachel Reed, Jourdan Waddell, Olivia Warren;
Spring, Texas -- Sydney Normand;
Stinnett, Texas – Dalin Williams;
Stonewall – Mildred Hooper, Mallory McConathy, Emily McConnell, Brooke Meade, Clinton Oliver, Mackenzie Panther, Kassidy Parker;
Stuttgart, Germany -- Antonia Blattner;
Sulphur – Tiffany Lyons, Bryttani MacNamara;
Sunset – Lindsay Thibodeaux;
The Woodlands, Texas – Tyler Rapp;
Thibodaux – Sheridan Duet, Maegan Davis;
Tool, Texas – Kimberly Kidney;
Toronto Ontario – Rhea Verma;
Trout – Makayla King, Zachary Long, Deana Poole, Devon Smith, Andrea Walters;
Venice, Florida – Alexis Weaver;
Ventress – Racheal Gaude;
Ville Platte – Gabrielle Chapman, Joshua Galland, Alex Gautreaux;
Waco, Texas – Isabella Hudson;
Walker – Johnny Brister;
Washington – Tarik Andrus;
Welsh – Alisha Ledoux;
West Helena, Arkansas – Brittani Arana;
West Monroe – Julianne Cousans, Laura Lovell;
White Castle – Cassidy Blanchard, Gavin Landry;
Whitehouse, Texas – Jackson Allen;
Wilmington, Delaware – Amy Bourett;
Winnfield -- Tamierrea Alexander, John Collins, Simona Curry, Michael Duke, D’Tyria Duncan, Joshua Goins, Kassidy Grantadams, Kelsey Jordan, Elizabeth Parker, Caroline Womack, Maggie Womack;
Winnipeg, Manitoba – Tyra Duma;
Woodworth – Christian Jeansonne, Jonathan Magnano;
Wylie, Texas – Alexis Perry;
Yaroslav, Russia -- Polina Mutel;
Youngsville – Jessica Gilmore, Brandon Granger;
Zakopane, Poland -- Patrycja Polanska;
Zwolle – Shakelia Maxie, Holden Rivers.
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