Title- My First Time on T.V.
Rating- PG- a little tiny bit of language
Disclaimer- I don't own them. I don't intend to make any money from this. I'm simply
borrowing them and having a little fun.
Summary- Ainsley's POV. What she was thinking on Capitol Beat.
Note- This is my first WW fanfic ever. I love feedback, and while I like hearing how
bad my stories are, please be gentle. Also, the spelling and grammar might be a little off
considering the little time I took to write it.I might also get some of the names wrong.
It's been forever since I've see 'In This White House.' This is really bad, you've been
Mark Godfrey walks up to me. "Ainsley?"
He sticks out his hand and i shake it. "Mark Godfrey."
"We'll be starting in about a minute. I understand you've never done television
I could just say no. But my over educated republican brain makes me say, "No, not
as such no."
Mark Godfrey looks at me like I've grown a third arm. "Not as such, what does that
I'm an idiot. I should just stick my foot in my mouth. "It means, no I haven't
done television before."
"Ok, can i give you a little advice?"
I want to scream "Please! Give me advice! I have no idea what to do!" But
instead I say, as evenly as possible, "Yes, that would be appreciated."
He says, "Don't over reach," like it explains everything.
Don't over reach? "Dont over reach?"
"Don't try to do to much," Mark explains. "Don't try to know more than
you do. My show isnt the place for you to become a star."
I nod numbly and say, "Okay."
"You'll be oppisite Sam Seaborn." Well, duh. "He's done the show a
couple dozen times. The White House wouldn't keep sending him if he didnt keep wiping the
floor with whoevers in that seat."
Well, that definetly helped my nerves.
I tell him I've seen Sam. He tells me not to be nervous and I say that I'll try not to.
"I'll step in, take some of the punches if it gets out of hand." Thank God.
Mark keeps talking and i just say "yeah."
And then the amazing Sam Seaborn graces us with his presence. He walks over, sticks out
his hand, and introduces himself. I take his hand and introduce myself. I try as hard as I
can to not look nervous and then suddenly we're starting.
Mark opens, saying that the house will be voting on the new education bill. He turns to
Sam and asks why this bill is better than it's republican counterpart. I busy myself by
making notes to myself.
Sam starts by saying, "Because it buys things that teachers need." And i stop
listening and concentrate all of my energy on what to say. I should mention the money
going to the community. I shouldn't mention that in order to get the money schools have to
Did he just say that Kirkwood is in Oregon?
My God, he did. He just said that Kirkwood was in Oregon.
I stop what I'm doing and look at him. He doesn't realise the mistake he just made. I'm
not going to say any thing. I'm not going to say anything. I'm not going to-
"Ainsley, is this true?"
Huh? Is what true? I wasn't paying attention. I'm just going to assume that whatever
Sam said was wrong and say, "No it's not."
Mark, looks at sam, then back at me. "Is Sam Seaborn lying?"
I don't know is he? "Lying's an awfully strong word."
Mark starts to say something, and I say "Yes he's lying."
Sam smiles, and opens his mouth to speak. I cut him off. "We should tell the truth
about education. The bill contained plenty of money for textbooks. Including computer
literacy, school safety. The difference is, we wanted to give the money to the community
and let them decide how best to spend it, on the off chance that the needs of Lincoln high
in Dayton are different form the needs of Krenchaw Hish in LA." The look on Sams face
is priceless. He's surprised that a blond, leggy republican knows this much.
Mark asks, "Sam, why did the president veto the bill?"
I answer for sam, "Because it guarenteed by law that 95% of the money go directly
to the classroom. Which is troubling to this president because he doesnt work for the
students. And he doesnt work for the parents of the students. He works for the teachers
Sam looks like he's going to cry. I proceed, "The bill contained plenty of money
for textbooks, and anyone who says otherwise is flat out lying." I should stop now
because i know the next thing i say is going to hit below the belt. But for some unknown
reason, I keep going. "We should tell the truth about this. Text books are important.
If for no other reason than they correctly place the town of Kirkwood in California and
not in Oregon." There. I said it. And now I feel really bad. Because Sam looks like I
just punched him in the stomach.
Damn it. I've over reached. They're never going to ask me to come back.
Mark takes us to commercial, and I ask him if I over reached. He just laughs, pats Sam
on the back and says, "this one knows something."
What the hell does that mean?
Sam mutters something that sounds like, "please don't let them be watching."
This makes me feel worse. He'll go into work and be heckled by his friends and co
workers. People who respect him.
I just completely humilated this man on national television.
And I had a lot of fun doing it.
But I still feel really bad.