Beating The Best || Jensen Ackles x Reader

Chapter Six

ONE WEEK LATER

"Okay okay, they should be calling by now right?" Your best friend demands as you continue to fold your clothes, a small frown etched onto your features.

"I thought we were dropping it, obviously I didn't get the job." You quickly reply, your voice showing your sadness.

"You know what? I'm going to call them myself and demand that they call you." He/She scoffs while crossing her/his arms in anger.

"Y/B/F we were dropping it. I seriously just don't want to talk about it anymore, we'll talk about it the next time and the next each time I completely fail at life." You yell while dropping your clothes. "Because that's all I seem to do these god damned days isn't it!"

"You beat Jensen at the panel." Y/B/F offers.

"And what's that going to get me?!" You yell. "A friggin medal! Nothing more, just a god damned medal. No job! A medal."

"You didn't get one, though." She/He mutters.

"Exactly!"

"Y/N-"

Your phone ringing cuts you both off, you glare at her before turning away from it and over to the other room. He/She rolls her eyes before jumping over to pick it up.

"Hello?" Y/B/F answers, her tone bored as she/he looks at his/her nails.

"Is this Miss. Y/N Renner??" A male voice replies.

"This is her secretary." Y/B/F lies while slowly sitting up on his/her knees as she holds her breath in excitement.

"Well, I'm here to talk about the uh..audition she had for the show."

"Show? She's got many auditions and a lot of people wanting her, so you'll have to be specific." Your friend expertly lies through her teeth.

"Supernatural, we're calling to tell her congratulations. We'd like her to play Kaitlyn Johnson."

YOUR KITCHEN

"I just don't know." You state into the phone while leaning against the counter. "No, I know it's your 'dying wish'...even though you're like twenty-eight."

"Oh shut up, Y/N!" One of your friends, Christy, yells into the phone. "This is important."

"Yeah, apparently you're going to die at fifty-six." You chuckle.

"This is a mid-life crisis."

"Yeah totally." You reply, just as a scream rips from your bedroom. "Christy, I'll call you back. Y/B/F probably 'saw' Channing Tatum on the street again."

"I thought she/he saw Zac Efron..."

"Exactly." You state before hanging up the phone, you walk back into your bedroom with a sigh to see the grown woman/man jumping on your bed with full out excitement.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" He/She repeats into the phone. "Our whole team was pushing for this role, yup. I'll tell her, thanks."

"Was that Channing Tatum...or Zac Efron?" You sarcastically demand.

"You may want to sit down." Your friend replies, his/her smile growing as they continue to jump.

SUPERNATURAL SET
SAME TIME
THIRD POV

"No. I swear it said potatoes!" Misha argues while flailing the script around as Jared continues to laugh his ass off.

"You should've guessed when it said potatoes!!" Jared laughs while turning to Jensen. "Right J?"

"Hm?" Jensen distractedly demands, his eyes never leaving his phone as he continues to scroll through the many Y/N Renner's on twitter.

"What are you even doing?! You've been on that phone since we left the con in Nashville!!" Misha whines while dropping the script onto the floor, as if he were a child pouting at his parent.

"Trying to find Y/N." Jensen distractedly states, forgetting that he wasn't going to tell them due to the endless teasing that was bound to come.

"Oh, so you mean this account?" Jared laughs while holding up his phone, your account sitting on it with your best picture.

Which was you, your best friend, and Christy on the beach. All in your favorite swimsuits with the sun setting in the background as the waves lapped at your feet, all of you wearing huge smiles that couldn't be described with just one picture.

"Dang." Jensen mutters while leaning off his seat to get a closer look at you and your user name.

"Ah ah ah." Misha tsks as Jared quickly pulls away the phone.

"It's going to cost you." Jared adds.

"What?!" Jensen yells, his eyes widening in fear.

"You heard me."

REGULAR POV
YOUR APARTMENT

"You....are you.....lies?" You stutter as Y/B/F slowly helps you into the bed, so you wouldn't faint and hurt yourself like you looked like you were about to do.

"No! I'm not kidding, the guy apologized for not calling sooner. Apparently you gave them the wrong number and they took the time to track you down because they loved you so much!!" She/he shrieks in excitement.

"I....I'm going to be on supernatural? As.....as Kaitlyn Johnson?"

"Bet your ass."

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