Part:1
Category: Pacey/Joey
Name: Charley
E-mail: Crkfrk1@aol.com
Disclaimer: Dont own Dawsons Creek
Summary: Okay, this is what the pilot would of been like if Pacey and Joey were going out when the show started. Dawson was gone all summer and Joey and Pacey started going out while Dawson was gone. Dawson doesnt know why.
Authors Note: Any thoughts, comments, or suggestions, e-mail me. Dannie, I finally found it. It was under a photo. Also, the story doesn’t really start going until part 2. This is like a prelude.
Joey Potter’s lounging on the dock, when all of a sudden a thing grabs her off the dock. She screams and is pulled in to the water.
“Cut, Cut!” Dawson Leery called out. “Cut! Wait a second!”
Joey and the creature, a.k.a. Pacey Witter struggled to get back on the dock, clearly ignoring the comments coming from their friend. They stand up on the dock and start walking toward him, they start fighting.
“He did it again, he grabbed my ass!” Joey complained.
“Like you even have one,” Pacey retorted.
“Pacey, Joey!” Dawson yelled at them, The continued fighting. Dawson sighed, to the common outsider you wouldn’t be able to tell they’ve been dating for a month. It was even surprising to him. He had left to go on vacation with his family and when he came back, they were going out. They never did explain how it happened.
A yellow cab pulled up. A girl, about sixteen years old, stepped out. She was wearing a short, yellow, floral dress. Pacey was the first one to notice her.
“Well, well my mouth drops,” Pacey remarked. Joey turned to look at who her boyfriend was starring at. When she did, she hit him. Pacey gave her an innocent “What’d I do?” look. Joey glared at him.
“Ya know Joe, I wouldn’t look if something else adverted my attention,” Pacey told her.
“Like what?” Joey asked, pretending to be clueless. She knew what he meant.
“You know what,” Pacey said as he moved towards her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Dawson sighed and looked at what Pacey had been looking at. He walked up to her, leaving behind the lip-locked couple.
“Hello,” She greeted him.
“Hey, I’m--”
“Dawson, I know. I’m Jen,” Jen introduced herself.
“The granddaughter from New York, I remember now,” Dawson said.
Jen notices Pacey and Joey making out but doesn’t say anything.
“So are you hear for a visit?” Dawson asked.
“No, I moved in with my Grams. My Gramps, he’s sick and I was sent here to help,” Jen explained, seeming to be uncomfortable with this conversation.
“So, you’ll be in tenth grade with us,” Dawson noted.
“Yeah. When you say ‘us’ do you mean you and--” Jen pointed toward Joey and Pacey who were still making out.
“Yeah, their not always like that. They can also be found trying to strangle each other,” Dawson informed her.
“Interesting. Well, Grams is probably getting worried, so I’ll see you at school,” Jen said, then walked away.
Dawson turned around and saw that Joey and Pacey were still making out. He walked over to tell Pacey that they had to go to work.
“Pacey,” Dawson said. Pacey seemed not to hear. Dawson tapped him on the shoulder. Joey and Pacey broke apart.
“What?” Pacey asked.
“We have to get to work,” Dawson reminded him.
“You know what? I’ll meet you there, okay? I’ll be there in a couple of minutes,” Pacey told him.
“Whatever,” Dawson said then turned around and left.
“I’m guessing your not staying a bit longer to help me pick up,” Joey told Pacey.
“No, but my staying does have something to do with you,” Pacey informed her.
She opened her mouth to say something but Pacey stopped her by kissing her.
Dawson sighed and looked at his watch. Pacey still wasn’t there. He’d been putting up with Nellie for the past twenty-minutes and the only one customer had come in. It was a middle age woman looking for a copy of “The Graduate”. The bells on the door rang and Dawson looked up and saw it was Pacey, his hair looked a little messed up.
“Nice hair,” Dawson commented. Pacey tried to smooth it out a little.
“It’s the “I’ve just gotten back from making out with my girlfriend” hair,” Pacey told him.
“A.K.A. the I was late for work hair?” Dawson asked.
“I prefer the first name,” Pacey said.
It’s the next day at school. Pacey and Joey are in the English classroom, first period. Joey’s sitting on top of a desk and Pacey’s standing by her. They’re making out. The teacher has not yet arrived. The door shuts and Pacey and Joey break away. They sit down in their seats, so don’t the rest of the kids.
“Finally an attractive teacher,” Pacey whispers outloud, purposely trying to annoy his girlfriend.
“That’s sick, Witter,” Joey whispers back to him.
“Jealous?” Pacey whispered back. He smiled, he could tell that this was annoying Joey.
“What? Of a teacher?” Joey whispered back.
“Don’t worry, Joe. Personally, I think your much more attractive,” Pacey told her.
Joey looks a little shock that Pacey implied a compliment towards her.
Dawson is sitting at a lunch table with Jen. Pacey and Joey are fighting. They sit down.
“Pacey, Joey!” Dawson interrupts them. “What are fighting about now?”
“What movies to rent for our date tonight,” Joey informed him.
“I say it doesn’t matter, because within ten minutes we’re going to stop watching the movie and makeout,” Pacey said, matter of factly.
“You’re delusional,” Joey told him.
“It happens Everytime,” Pacey reminded her.
Joey glares at him for a couple of seconds, then she notices Jen.
“Isn’t that the girl from the cab?” Joey asked to no one inparticular.
“Yes. Jen this Joey and Pacey. Joey, Pacey this Jen,” Dawson introduced them.
“Hey,” Joey and Pacey said at the sametime.
“Hey, aren’t you the two that were kissing?” Jen asked.
“That’s them,” Dawson told her.
“Nice to meet you,” Jen said.
Dawson talked to Jen, creating fictional stories about the people that passed in the cafeteria. Joey held up Dawson’s movie script for Pacey to see. When Pacey saw it, he rolled his eyes. Pacey pushed his chair closer to Joey.
“If he keeps this up, we’re never going to finish this movie,” Joey whispered to her boyfriend.
“Forget finishing the movie, we’re never going to get to the kissing scene,” Pacey whispered back.
“Well, since it looks like Speilberg, Jr. and Miss Teen New York aren’t going to finish their conversation anytime soon, why don’t we get to it now?” Joey whispered to him.
“I knew there had to be a reason I was dating you,” Pacey whispered to her. Joey ignored the comment and kissed him anyways.
Dawson, Pacey, and Joey are sitting on the dock behind Dawson’s house. Pacey is sitting with his legs spread apart, Joey is sitting in-between his legs. Pacey has his arm wrapped around the middle of her stomach. Dawson is sitting across from them with his script and a pen in front of him.
“So, what do you guys think of Jen?” Dawson asked, obviously forgetting about his script.
“She seemed to be nice,” Pacey said.
“I didn’t like her,” Joey admitted.
“Joey, you barely know her. I mean, you it’s not like you know her well,” Dawson defended Jen.
“Oh and you two know each other so well,” Joey said sarcastically.
Dawson sighs, you could never win with Joey.
Jen came out of her Grams house. She saw the three of them sitting on the docks. Pacey and Joey sitting together, Dawson across from them. They didn’t seem to be at all like Dawson described them. He said they were always at each others throats. Which was true but not the way he was describing. She walked down the docks.
“Hey,” She greeted them when she got there.
Pacey waved, Joey looked away. Dawson jumped up.
“Jen, hi. How are you?”
“I’m fine and how are you Dawson?” Jen asked.
Joey turned her head and whispered in Pacey’s ear, “Could she get any more generic?”
Pacey chuckled.
“I’m fine.”
“Uh, Dawson? Script. Movie. Film festival. Two months.” Joey reminded him.
“Right, Jen would you like to help us?” Dawson asked.
“Sure,” Jen said. She smiled as she down next to him.
Joey sighed. This Jen girl was taking away her best friend.
