I do not own the office, because if i did please believe karen would not exist!!

Individual interviews are in bold! I don't specify who it is, but i think it's pretty obvious. Please feel free to tell me if im assuming...

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Camping: Chapter 1

Pam groaned as she looked at clock, it was barely lunch time. She sneaked at glance at Jim's neck, finding comfort that was there when she saw it.

"Hey losers, listen up!" Michael walked out of his office suddenly, startling all the employees. "I know after Beach Day you were depressed, because soon everything is going to change. Like me getting a job at corporate and you thinking to yourselves-I will never have to relive an experience like that again!"

"Thank god." Stanly muttered and returned to his crossword puzzle.

Michael shot him a glare. "Well you guys were WRONG! I have decided to plan one more trip, a camping trip, and let me tell you guys-we are going out with bang. That's what she said. We are leaving on Wednesday and coming back early Monday morning."

"Will we be paid for this?" Phyllis asked, raising her hand slightly.

"How can you even-"

"Then I'm not going." Stanly interrupted again.

"You will be paid! How can you even be worried about that? This is our last time together, and our last time to say what needs to said." He glanced at Jim obviously, who avoided both his and Karen's suspicious stare.

"Michael? I think I got everything out on Beach Day, everyone can attest to that." Pam said warily, remembering all teasing she had received. "So I was thinking that I should be exempt. Plus, I have plans for this weekend."

Across the Universe is coming out this weekend. So me and some friends from art school were planning to go see it. It should be really fun.

"We all know you have no life Pammy." He joked rudely.

She hung her head, whether it was in embarrassment or annoyance no one knew.

"I have plans as well." Jim said suddenly and took the focus off Pam.

"And this is mandatory."

Everyone flinched. Angela raised her hand.

"For everyone."

Toby appeared through the kitchen and stop suddenly as all eyes were on him.

"Except Toby." He amended quickly, before he could get any ideas of joining this little camping trip. "You all may leave an hour early today, I expect you in the parking lot tomorrow at six. Good day."

People immediately began protesting.

"I SAID GOOD DAY, SIR!" He turned around and shut himself in his office.

Am I excited about the camping trip I planned? Does Mel Gibson hate Jews?

"Hey it's me." She whispered in the phone, even after glancing to make sure Jim wasn't paying attention.

"Pam?" Gabriella asked. "I thought you had to work today?"

"I do. But Michael is making us go camping for like five days."

She smiled slightly at her sharp gasp.

"Is Jim going?"

"Yes, as is everyone else." Pam muttered, ignoring the blush that crept up. She glanced at his neck again.

Gabriella, or Ella as her friends knew her, and Pam had many classes with each other. She had instantly felt a strong connection with the short attractive blonde. After having no friends and constantly wallowing in self-pity, it didn't take long for her to spill her innermost secret, her torrid and horribly unrequited love for a man she had previously turned down.

"We have got to go shopping! This is your chance!" Ella shouted with gusto. "I'm calling Kenneth and we'll be there in an hour!"

"No! You misunderstood me-"

She had already hung up.

True to her word, she walked in with Kenneth sixty minutes later. Ella was looking fabulous, as always, wearing skinny jeans, flats, a long loose fitting sweater that came down to her elbows that dipped and showed a white tank underneath, and long necklaces. Pam never got how she could be so fashionable and yet still look like an artist. Ken was exact opposite of her wearing a semi-tight striped sweater, khakis, and brand new tennis shoes. If Pam didn't know him personally, she would've swore he walked out of a Lacoste or Ralph Lauren magazine with his polished looks, brown hair and clear blue eyes.

Jim turned around and immediately looked uncomfortable as he saw an extremely attractive male (and a girl, he barely noted) leaning on Pam's counter. Figuring he was harassing her, he approached the receptionist desk. "Can I help you guys with something?" All eyes turned his way and he noticed Pam's face was bright red.

"No, we're here for Pam. This is Gabriella and I'm Ken." His voice was smooth, and he rose a perfectly sculpted (what was with this guy?) eyebrow. "And you must be?"

"This is Jim." Pam introduced after Jim hadn't responded immediately. "They're friends from school. Well we better be going." Pam yanked her purse from her chair so hard, she hit her elbow. "Ow!"

Both guys leaned forward to help. Ella giggled loudly at this, and winked at Ken.

The whole group was unaware of the rest of the office's gazes.

"Pam, aren't you going to introduce us to your beautiful friend?' Andy sidled up to Ella, effectively scaring her.

"No, that won't be necessary. We're leaving." She grabbed both of their hands and dragged them out of the office before another syllable had been uttered.

"It was nice meeting you!" Andy called after the mysterious (and gorgeous) Gabriella.

"Someone stop her! We are not able to leave the premises until o-sixteen-hundred!" Dwight stood suddenly.

Nobody paid attention to him.

"That had to be the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in real life! This is so awesome!" Kelly squealed and stopped suddenly, noticing she had been talking to Ryan before her outburst. "Besides you of course!" She squeezed him tightly. "I am so happy for her now! Her boyfriend is totally phenomenally, Brad Pitt hot!"

Only 7 of the population is that ridiculously good-looking! It's just so awesome that me and Pam have both found men in that range! Ohmigod! They are so Pen! No, wait…Kam?

"I'm happy too." Karen spoke suddenly her gaze trained on Jim, who was still staring at the door. "Her attentions will be somewhere else."

Should it bother me that Pam has friends? Well it doesn't. I mean, they must not be that good of friends if we just met him now.

What? Oh, I meant them.

It was an unnaturally cold morning in May, as all the employees stood with their belongings in the parking lot.

"I think we have another five minute grace period until we can leave feigning ignorance." Jim whispered conspiratorially after glancing at his watch and seeing that it was already ten minutes past the hour.

Karen laughed and pushed him playfully.

Pam averted her eyes as soon as she had seen the camera had noticed her staring. She tugged on her velour sweat suit self-consciously, cursing her stupidity. Why did she think that changing her outfit was going to get Jim's attention when he had a naturally beautiful girlfriend?

"Pam, did you get that from Victoria's Secret?" Kelly questioned suddenly.

Her blush confirmed her suspicions.

"You got that for Ken didn't you?" She squealed. "Is that where you went yesterday? You are so in love! Look at you!"

"He told you to get that didn't you?" Meredith asked. "I know when men are undressing you they love to feel that kind of material."

"Can I feel?" Kevin leaned forward and held his hand out.

"No!" She jumped away from him.

Both Jim and Karen were frowning at them, for very different reasons.

"Only whores wear velour. They said it in Christian Monthly." Angela glared at Pam.

As a devout Christian, I feel all reading materials should coincide with that. It also says curly hair is of the devil and a sure sign of vanity.

"Back off short stuff." Michael interrupted out of nowhere, wearing camouflage and looking ridiculous. "I see you have taken my advice and let those things breathe." He peered down her wife beater.

Pam zipped up her jacket.

Jan suddenly appeared with her luggage, wearing navy velour.

Angela glanced at the camera as if saying 'I told you so'.

"We will be having partners throughout this whole trip. Your buddy should be with you at all times. You will share a cabin and be teammates during challenges. My buddy is Jan." He pulled her closely, and watched as everyone began to pair up. "You will not pick your partners."

Everyone groaned.

"Jan, if you would."

She pulled out two small boxes filled with folded paper. "All partners will be boy-girl. You cannot trade. Dwight-Angela. Ryan-Kelly."

It had seemed as if everyone was getting paired perfectly.

"Phyllis-Stanly. Meredith-Creed. Jim-Pam. Andy-Karen. Oscar-Kevin."

"I am not even female!" Oscar protested. "What are you implying?"

"We ran out of girls Oscar. I hope you understand." Jan intercepted, because she knew Michael's response would offend him.

"I will not go if that's the pairings." Karen looked to Jim for support.

I think this is the perfect chance to say goodbye to Beesly. I am going for that job in New York, and last time I left without warning. Maybe this time I'll…I mean we'll actually get closure.

"Chill out." Kelly rolled her eyes. "Pam's boyfriend is so much hotter than Jim anyway."

Oscar shot Pam a secret smile, who returned it.

I think I'm the only one who knows how happy Pam's friend is, if you know what I mean.

"Wow. That's harsh." He looked down at Karen and shrugged helplessly. "Rules are rules." He grabbed his suitcase and trudged over where Pam was standing.

"But," Karen whined, "we can still sit together on the bus right?"

"Have ever heard of the buddy system?" Michael asked incredulously.

We actually picked out the partners last night. If anyone had looked closely, the papers were blank. I still can't figure out why Jan insisted on Dwight and Angela from Accounting.

"Team names." Jan got out her clipboard. "Dwight?"

He had been surprisingly quiet the whole morning. "Guy Fawkes."

"Jim?"

Pam answered before he could even think. "King James I."

Jim laughed loudly, before he could contain himself.

Dwight, who didn't find it so humorous, looked at her with horror. "You can't be serious!"

"We can and are." He put his arm around her shoulders in a casual move and they began to chant their team name. It was eerily like the Beach Games scene, but Pam couldn't help but notice how much more fun it was on his side.

"REMEMBER, REMEMBER THE FIFTH OF NOVEMBER, THE GUNPOWDER TREASON AND PLOT, I SEE NO REASON WHY THE GUN POWDER TREASON SHOULD EVER BE FORGOT!" Dwight shouted hysterically, over their chants.

"Okay." Jan said slowly. "Phyllis?"

"How about we call them Jungle Fever?" Michael interrupted, giggling to himself.

"Excuse me?" Stanly asked in his monotone.

"Or not."

"What about Pam?"

It got awkwardly quiet as everyone stared at him.

"As in Pam Grier, my favorite actress."

Everyone gave an audible sigh of relief besides Stanly, Dwight, and Angela (who never did anything out of relief).

"Ryan?"

"Team Bradgelina!"

Ryan groaned.

"Creed?"

"Hurricane. No Sex on the Beach." Meredith offered, sipping on her ever present Styrofoam gas station soda.

"I like the last one Mary Ann."

She ignored him.

"Kevin?"

"Hateball." He smiled at Angela, who made a noise of disgust.

"Andy?"

"Soprano. You know because I can sing soprano and she's Italian."

She glared in response, and then turned her eyes back to the chummy team 'King James I'.

"And I and Michael will be-"

"Necrophilia!" He interrupted, winking at her.

Pam began choking on her water.

"I think you mean nymphomaniac hon."

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