Everything Changes Chapter 1.
Chapter One:
Having been away at college in New York for the past 3 years, Pam finds it nice to be coming home. Most of her friends went to colleges far away from where she went, so it'll be good to see her old friends again. But she soon finds out that nothing is constant. A lot of the people that used to live in town now have moved elsewhere and while she is wandering the streets, she runs into trouble. It's not very late- only half past seven at night- when she bumps into some drunks looking for trouble. Now, during her time in New York, she had come across her fair share of drunken idiots, but those times she had been in a group. Tonight, she was by herself and they start crowding around her.
"So, what's a pretty thing like you out at a time like this?" one man managed to slur out.
"I'm heading home. Which I think you all should do as well."
The group of men do not take to this suggestion kindly and they grab her and slam her against a building. "What do you think you just said, bitch? You think you can talk to me like-"
At that moment, seemingly out of nowhere, a man about Pam's age grabs the other man by the shoulder and pulls him away from Pam, giving her a chance to escape the others.
"How dare she talk to you like that? How dare you talk to her like that?"
"Fuck off, man. This doesn't involve you."
"Oh really? Because I seem to be pretty involved now." Before he has time to react, the drunken man swings a fist at him and misses. He knees him hard in the stomach and runs to Pam's side.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh… yeah…"
"Come on. We better go before he gets up."
Pam stands there with her mouth wide open in shock and lost for words at this gorgeous man in front of her.
"Come on. We've got to go."
He grabs her hand and starts to walk in the direction she was planning on walking.
"So… Are you new in town?"
"Uh, no. I lived here 3 years ago, but I just finished college."
"Nice. Oh, by the way, I'm Jim Halpert."
The way he looks at her has rendered her speechless again and he smiles even wider.
"And you would be…"
"Pam. Pam Beesly."
"Well it's very nice to meet you, Pam."
They continue walking til they reach her house and Pam forgets how they get there. Lost in her thoughts, Pam trips and scrapes her hand on a nearby rock.
"Are you okay, Pam?"
"Uh, yeah. Just a little cut. Not even that much blood."
When Jim looks down at her hand and sees the blood, he begins to find it hard to breathe with her delicious scent overpowering him. He turns away to hide his eyes.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh, yeah, I just… don't like the look of blood. You should get that cleaned up…"
"It's fine. Doesn't even hurt."
"You should. It'll get infected."
Before Pam has a chance to look up and react, Jim has already run off.
"Okay…"