Just before, as Hillary made the rounds, warmly thanking her supporters, I thought it would be a good time to say thank you to her daughter, Chelsea, for making our exclusive interview with her mother happen earlier in the day. Chelsea, who has rarely been more than a few steps away from her mother over recent weeks on this campaign, was doing what I had seen her doing earlier — making friends, taking photos, shaking hands and, most importantly, talking to young people, who had turned up to see her mother win the primary. Now, after what Chelsea had done for us, I must admit I felt a little cheeky asking if her mom would like to talk to us again. But I figured there was no harm in asking — and again, the lovely Chelsea came through, for which we are very grateful.

With a quiet whisper from her and her friend, we were whisked backstage, where the senator was still smiling and being congratulated by her closest inner circle. That's when I realized that even though the job of the day was done, there was still plenty more for Hillary to do, and it would be hours yet before she'd get a chance to rest (if she gets a chance). One thing I will say: She remained constantly energized, driven and courteous.

Backstage, we followed no more than two steps behind the senator. Every 10 seconds someone was congratulating her and following it up with a question, which she'd answer without missing a beat. Then she turned back to us and asked, "Are my MTV boys still with me?" We replied, "Yes, we are!"

I've seen plenty of artists' setups, but they've got nothing on Hillary Clinton. Every corner is manned by Secret Service agents, who come in all different shapes and sizes. Sure, some of them are big, burly and bald — but then some look like my old math teacher. So how can you tell a Secret Service agent? The earpiece, the little pin on their lapel and, of course, the thousand-yard stare. Word to the wise: Don't ever go where you're not supposed to when the Secret Service is in effect. Just ask our cameraman Aaron, who got tackled when he accidentally mistook a secure area for a bathroom — a mistake he won't make again anytime soon.

Hillary seemed genuinely pleased to see us again, and we spoke more about how much of a factor the youth vote played in her win, as well as the issues surrounding young people in America.

This primary has been a fantastic experience (as you may have gathered). Young people have answered the call and turned out in masses to stand up and be counted. Your vote is the most important, and you are the true heroes of this election!

It's a beautiful day here in New Hampshire. It's slightly warmer than yesterday, and the sun is out in the snow-covered state capital of Concord, where about a hundred people gathered to see Senator Hillary Clinton make an appearance at the local polling station, her last event before tonight.

The objective was clear: get an interview with potentially the next president of the United States. Easier said than done. With a mixed crowd of young and old calmly lining the road in anticipation of meeting her, it was the press who were behaving badly, pushing and shoving each other to get the perfect shot and perfect position.

At one point, everyone seemed happy with their position, but when the huge Clinton convoy (two buses and three SUVs) rolled through and the senator got out followed closely by her daughter, Chelsea, an organizer decided it was a good idea to ask the press to "take 15 steps forward." In press-talk this translates to: "Scramble to the front, show no mercy, and it's every news organization for itself." A local reporter who was standing next to me — an average-looking woman wearing a bucket-load of makeup — suddenly turned into a banshee, yelling at her cameraman while elbowing me and pushing my cameraman Aaron out of the way. It's all good, though. This isn't the first sticky situation Aaron and I have been in. Seeing that everyone was rushing blindly forward, we hung back for a second, quietly walked around the mob and sidestepped to the front. Perfect.

Chelsea Clinton made her way toward us first, working the line, shaking hands and even climbing through the barriers to take photos, much to the delight of her fans. The "likeability" factor of the Clinton campaign was already on the up.

As she came to the end of the line, our request for a quick couple of questions with Chelsea was met with the simple reply: "Chelsea doesn't speak to press." To which I replied: "We're not normal press. We're MTV." Surprisingly, both Chelsea and her press woman laughed, but still no interview. All good, Hillary Clinton was on her way down the line, but even though we had our fingers crossed, no news outlet had any confirmation that she would be speaking to anyone. As she got closer, you could tell by her body language and the fact that she hadn't even looked in our direction that she wasn't going to be doing any interviews. As she got within a foot of the cameras, journalists started shouting out questions over each other — some good and some a little facetious. Almost immediately, any glimmer of hope that she would give an interview was out the window as Hillary turned her back and began to walk away. That's when Chelsea came to our rescue!

She whispered something into her mother's ear, and both women turned back around, eyes looking for the flagship MTV News mic cube. And over she came. The other reporters started shouting questions trying to get her attention, but she was all ours. Within a second, there was silence from the press as everyone's attention (and cameras) turned to face Hillary and me.

"Hi," I said. "How are you?" ...

Hillary had time for only one (and a half) questions, but we're very grateful for it, and even more grateful to the lovely Chelsea, who was definitely the reason we were the only crew to get a one-on-one interview with the senator. Thank you, Chelsea (and of course Hillary)!

Edwards is next. Wish me luck!