Disclaimer: Dawson's Creek does not belong to me.
A/N: I know I probably shouldn't be starting up another fic considering I've yet to finish Witchita Creek, but I had this idea for a story and I just wanna hurry up and do the first chappie before the inspiration's gone. So here goes: As you know it's summer. So I decided to try a story with the creekers out of school and possibilities still optional. Meaning...no one has hooked up, Joey never had a crush on Dawson nor Pacey but had her own love interest in mind. Jen has a long distance relationship goin on in New York, and that's why she didn't give Dawson a chance. Everyone else is--well you'll read. Pacey did get it on with the English teacher though. This is the summer between first season and the second season. Joey is wrestling with whether or not to go ahead and go to Paris a week prior to when she's supposed to leave. So read on Party people.
{Classroom}
The students in social studies were bored as usual, showing no interest to what the teacher had to say as she hurriedly marked" Have a nice summer" on the blackboard. Joey was no different. Her arm was propped up on the right side of her face keeping her from falling asleep as she looked out the window wishfully, praying that the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL would finally be over. The bell rang, causing the students to awake from their apparent slumber. They all poured out the door joyfully. Joey was close behind still a little down: after all she still had two more classes. She just rolled her eyes and sighed as she made her way to her next class. The sooner she could leave those godforsaken halls the better. Dawson sat in marine biology beside Pacey. Dawson's facial expression was blank as he looked out the window. Pacey was asleep with his head down. The teacher took no notice since all of the students were giving him their last minute projects to grade. Dawson was awaiting his final grade for the year from his final exam. He awoke from his trance and shook Pacey from his sleep.
"Get up man, before Mr. Markey sees you." Dawson begins tiredly.
"Make me." Pacey says irritant.
"Sounds like a plan." He says pinching him.
"Ouch! Fine I'm up." Pacey says falling out of whisper.
"Good. Because we have another 35 minutes of quality time together in this class and I'd hate for you to miss it."
"Yeah. I'll just be happy when this stupid day is over with, and I can go home permanently. Not that home is all that scintillating. But it's better that stalking up and down Capeside's halls everyday."
"Permanently."
"Permanently?"
"Well not forever, just two and a half heavenly months of freedom."
"Sounds like you're up for parole or something." Dawson says chuckling.
"Everyone, Dawson Leery! He's here all day!" Pacey says in a like a game show host.
"Get a sense of humor." Dawson replies smiling.
"Hey the other night I took Joey out."
"Come again?"
"Relax it was just to see her pops."
"I am relaxed." Dawson says finding his pencil particularly interesting.
"Sure."
"How'd it go?"
"Good I guess when she got back to the car she seemed content."
"Well, that's good."
"Isn't it though." Pacey says in a southern belle accent.
"Gentlemen!" The teacher yells still sitting in his chair.
"Hey it's the last day Mr. Markey. Cut us some slack." Pacey says loudly.
"I'll think about it." Mr. Markey says leaving it alone.
"Man, the last day of school is so exhilarating."Pacey says sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"You only speak the truth."
Time passed by until the bell finally rang.
"Yes!" Pacey exclaims getting up.
"Hey wait for me!" Dawson shouts grabbing his back pack.
To Be Continued. Not to beg or anything but FEEDBACK! Tell me what you think.
A/N: I know I probably shouldn't be starting up another fic considering I've yet to finish Witchita Creek, but I had this idea for a story and I just wanna hurry up and do the first chappie before the inspiration's gone. So here goes: As you know it's summer. So I decided to try a story with the creekers out of school and possibilities still optional. Meaning...no one has hooked up, Joey never had a crush on Dawson nor Pacey but had her own love interest in mind. Jen has a long distance relationship goin on in New York, and that's why she didn't give Dawson a chance. Everyone else is--well you'll read. Pacey did get it on with the English teacher though. This is the summer between first season and the second season. Joey is wrestling with whether or not to go ahead and go to Paris a week prior to when she's supposed to leave. So read on Party people.
{Classroom}
The students in social studies were bored as usual, showing no interest to what the teacher had to say as she hurriedly marked" Have a nice summer" on the blackboard. Joey was no different. Her arm was propped up on the right side of her face keeping her from falling asleep as she looked out the window wishfully, praying that the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL would finally be over. The bell rang, causing the students to awake from their apparent slumber. They all poured out the door joyfully. Joey was close behind still a little down: after all she still had two more classes. She just rolled her eyes and sighed as she made her way to her next class. The sooner she could leave those godforsaken halls the better. Dawson sat in marine biology beside Pacey. Dawson's facial expression was blank as he looked out the window. Pacey was asleep with his head down. The teacher took no notice since all of the students were giving him their last minute projects to grade. Dawson was awaiting his final grade for the year from his final exam. He awoke from his trance and shook Pacey from his sleep.
"Get up man, before Mr. Markey sees you." Dawson begins tiredly.
"Make me." Pacey says irritant.
"Sounds like a plan." He says pinching him.
"Ouch! Fine I'm up." Pacey says falling out of whisper.
"Good. Because we have another 35 minutes of quality time together in this class and I'd hate for you to miss it."
"Yeah. I'll just be happy when this stupid day is over with, and I can go home permanently. Not that home is all that scintillating. But it's better that stalking up and down Capeside's halls everyday."
"Permanently."
"Permanently?"
"Well not forever, just two and a half heavenly months of freedom."
"Sounds like you're up for parole or something." Dawson says chuckling.
"Everyone, Dawson Leery! He's here all day!" Pacey says in a like a game show host.
"Get a sense of humor." Dawson replies smiling.
"Hey the other night I took Joey out."
"Come again?"
"Relax it was just to see her pops."
"I am relaxed." Dawson says finding his pencil particularly interesting.
"Sure."
"How'd it go?"
"Good I guess when she got back to the car she seemed content."
"Well, that's good."
"Isn't it though." Pacey says in a southern belle accent.
"Gentlemen!" The teacher yells still sitting in his chair.
"Hey it's the last day Mr. Markey. Cut us some slack." Pacey says loudly.
"I'll think about it." Mr. Markey says leaving it alone.
"Man, the last day of school is so exhilarating."Pacey says sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"You only speak the truth."
Time passed by until the bell finally rang.
"Yes!" Pacey exclaims getting up.
"Hey wait for me!" Dawson shouts grabbing his back pack.
To Be Continued. Not to beg or anything but FEEDBACK! Tell me what you think.