Author's Note: This fic revolves around all the main characters of the show. Therefore, each chapter will usually involve a different set of characters each time. I hope you enjoy, and reviews are always welcomed!
"Joey, I don't think it's really important to decide on what outfit I'm going to wear," Dawson said through the phone receiver, his palm soaking it with excitement.
"Of course it's important! Dawson, you're going to be meeting Spielberg! The idol of your adolescence, the king of your life's inspiration, the man-crush of yours in which you continue to be in denial of," Joey stated matter-of-factually on the other end, holding the phone out for both her and Pacey to hear.
"She's right you know," Pacey added. "Be sure not to get too excited with him if you know what I mean." Joey laughed.
"Thanks for the advice," Dawson said sarcastically. "But I'm sure I'll be fine. I've been able to meet some pretty famous people in the last five years without making a fool of myself."
"May I remind you of the Richard Attenborough incident?" Joey asked. "When you saw him, the director of Gandhi, in a Starbucks two years ago, you started a very heated argument with him about stealing the Oscar from E.T."
"She still has the tabloid article hung over her E.T doll in the bedroom," Pacey added.
"I can't believe you got yourself kicked out of that Starbucks, way to go on keeping it cool," Joey teased.
Dawson smiled and rolled his eyes, "He had it coming."
Joey started again, "And what about the time -"
"- Well, it must be getting pretty late for you two, I'll just let you guys go off to bed now," Dawson muttered quickly.
"Yeah but, how about when -"
"Goodnight!" Dawson called out before he hung up.
Joey and Pacey looked at each other and laughed as Joey hung up and put the phone down on the coffee table.
"I can't believe it, I'm so happy for him," Joey said.
"I know, the man's dreams are really coming true, aren't they?" Pacey replied.
Joey suddenly picked up the phone, "I have to call and tell -" she stopped. The smile escaped her face and she looked up at Pacey, "I keep forgetting."
Pacey walked over and hugged Joey as he pulled the phone out of her hand, "I'm sure she already knows and I'm sure she's just as proud," he whispered in her ear. Joey nodded her head in his shoulder. "We could call and tell Jack and Doug?"
"No, I wouldn't want the phone to wake up Amy," Joey said. "We can call and tell them all about it tomorrow, come on." Joey took Pacey's hand and they quietly shut off all the lights of their New York City apartment on the way to bed.