Description: this is a story I have been working on for a while. This is my second Dawson's Creek story. I'll writing this as well as Conflicted Love on here now.

Disclaimer: I may not own the characters but this story is original and from my imagination.

Author's note: this is my first try at a Dawson's creek story, be nice to me please. This is a Pacey/Joey fic, my version of how they got together. Enjoy and review thanks :)

Chapter #1

(Joey's pov)

" Pacey, you want to tell me just what the hell you were thinking?", I yell out in anger when he walks out of the principals office finally. How can Pacey be so stupid? He picked a fight with Matt Caulfield, why the hell would he do that? Sometimes I wonder what goes on in Pacey's head. What good did he think pounding on Matt would do?

" I was thinking that I want to punch the guy who defaced your painting.", defends Pacey as the two of us walk down the hall way and outside of school together. That's what this is about? Pacey want to beat up the guy that ruined my painting? God he is such an idiot! What did he really think that was going to solve? Yeah, I was upset about what happened. But I don't need Pacey fighting my battles for me.

" You're such an idiot Pacey, you almost got suspended!", I snap at him unable to control my frustration. If Pacey was really that angry about what happened to my painting, he should have just found proof that it was Matt Caulfield and turned him into Principal Green. Unfortunately Pacey doesn't have a rational thought in his head.

" Whats so wrong with wanting to defend you, Joe?", questions Pacey with a frown. There's nothing wrong with you wanting to defend me Pace. But there is something wrong with you getting into a fight with someone over me. Especially when its on school grounds. How could he have possibly thought that was a good idea?

Glaring up at Pacey, I shove at him angrily," I don't need you to defend me, Pacey! I'm a big girl."

Stumbling backwards, Pacey guards himself from my slaps," So, what? I'm a jerk for wanting to kick the crap out of the guy who made you cry Joe?"

" Yes! Pace, I don't need you to fight my battles for me.", I remark with an agitated sigh. If Pacey was concerned about how upset I was, he should have just came and talked to me. I'd much rather be consoled by Pacey than have to hear from Dawson that he picked a fight with another guy for defacing my painting. I don't need to be the source of Pacey's twisted good deed for the day.

" Shouldn't you be thanking me? I was right Joey, Matt Caulfield is the one who ruined your painting and he's getting expelled.", points out Pacey in his own defense. He actually expects me to thank him? For what? I don't understand Pacey sometimes. Why would he think that I would be happy that he almost got suspended? If Pacey got suspended or worse, I would feel like it were my fault. That would only make things worse. I get Pacey was doing what he thought was right but, did he have to fight with someone over me?

" Yeah and your stupidity almost got you kicked out with him Pace.", I yell in response unable to control my emotions. If Pacey got kicked out of school, he'd have to repeat his junior year all over again. He's barely passing now, I'm not sure he'd want to be stuck in Cape side high school another two years. Am I angry that my mural was ruined? Yes. But do I approve with Pacey's methods of extracting justice? No.

" I give up. I do what I think is right and somehow I'm the bad guy, I can't win with you Joe.", remarks Pacey in defeat before turning to walk off. Unsure what else to do, I walk after him. While I might be upset with Pacey, the last thing I want him to do is leave thinking that I hate him. I don't hate Pace, I'm just a little disappointed in him right now. Pacey should know by now that fighting isn't going to get him anywhere. I have to stop Pacey, we need to talk and he needs ice for his eye. ….