Heyy. This is one of my first fan fics (( number two I believe )) and my first fan fic that I have written in almost a year. I'm kinda nervous to put this up here because I'm not sure of the reaction I'll get, but constructive criticism (( or as Michael would say, constructive compliments )) is very greatly appreciated, and it definitely speeds along the process of me writing new chapters.
This story takes place during season one. It technically takes place right after the episode, The Alliance.
As much as I wish I did, I do not own any of these lovely characters, the amazing chemistry between Jim and Pam, the songs that are casually mentioned, or any part of North Eastern PA. Enjoy.
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Pam stared out the slightly dirty window of the cheap charter bus that Michael was forcing her to ride. Her eyes lingered upon the pink lemonade colored sky. She sighed loudly. It was a Friday night. She should be hanging out at home, or, if she was lucky, on some sort of date type thing with Roy. But that was not the case. She would be spending her entire weekend with work people on Michael's new plan for a motivational training seminar. They were going camping.
Pam's eyes fell upon her fiancé, Roy, standing with Darrel and Marge. Roy was drinking a beer, his slight beer belly hanging out. As many issues she had with Roy, she would do anything at that point to be standing by them, bored, as they talked about sports or whatever, like normal. She noticed him glance towards the bus, and Pam smiled and gave him a small wave. Instead of returning the wave, he just patted Darrel on the back and headed for his car. 'He must not have seen me.' Pam thought, and she sighed sadly.
"This seat taken?"
Pam looked up to see the warm smiling face that she knew and loved. Jim Halpert. The one person that saves her from going insane and having a mental breakdown. The warm smile that Pam could always count on. She could depend on Jim to complain about the weekend ahead of them, and to plan some kind of crude joke that could only lighten Pam's mood.
Pam shook her head, in her slightly shy kind of Beesly way. "You ready for this?" she said, as she watched Roy's truck pull out of the parking lot.
"Course not." Jim said smugly. "I do however have a number of things to make this weekend more... bearable."
"Like..." Pam said, a smile forming on her face, and the thoughts of Roy slowly fading from her mind.
"Well..." Jim said, patting his backpack. "A few of the many things include hair dye, laxatives, and fake blood. All things that are just hoping to get an opportunity to have some fun messing with Mr. Fanny Pack over there..."
Both heads turned to look at Dwight. There he was, in the seat kiddy corner from them, looking so prepared that it would put the Girl Scouts to shame. He not only had a bright orange fanny pack with reflectors on it, but a gigantic backpack that could easily fit a short man, his terminator sunglasses, and such large amounts of sunscreen it was literally dripping off onto the edge of his seat. Both Pam and Jim looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Jim smiled. He couldn't help it. He had been secretly counting down the days for the big camping weekend for weeks, ever since Michael announced it would be office staff only- no warehouse employees allowed. He was really hoping that Pam would be able to see that he was still a fun guy outside of the office. Thing would be a lot less complicated if Roy just fell off the face of the earth, but Jim could only dream that at this point...
"What?" Pam said, giving Jim a strange look. She smiled slightly, but she couldn't quite understand why Jim was smiling the way he was.
Jim tried his best to stop smiling, and he looked around, breaking their eye contact. "Nothin." He said. "Just thinking about... pranks." He said stupidly. But to Jim's luck, Pam smiled back at him.
Jim knew she knew. He just knew it. How could she not? He felt like she could see right through him like plastic wrap. He loved her. He tried to fight it and deny it every day of his life, but when he went to sleep at night, he just knew. He was in love. Jim knew it wasn't that mushy kind of high school love where you say you love a girl just to get her in the back seat. No- real love. The kind where you would stop breathing without them in your life. Jim fought his feelings, because he didn't want Pam to know. For starters, he was terrified of Roy. He was a big guy, could probably take out skinny little Jim in one punch. Secondly, the awkwardness would be almost too much to bear. But the last and most important reason was Jim could not take the thought of telling Pam that he loved her and not hearing it back. He couldn't take the thought of Pam knowing how he felt and still choosing to marry Roy...
"Earth to Jim? Are you paying attention?"
Jim got out of the fog he was in, and started pretending to listen to Michael Scott. His boss. He was going on about the great outdoors, and how the weekend would be a mixture of team building and a nonstop party. Jim looked at Pam and gave her a, 'What the hell is he talking about?' look. She rolled her eyes. Just then the bus started to roll, and Jim couldn't help but snort as Michael yelled, "It's Par-tay time." And attempted to do the moonwalk. This weekend was going to be one to remember...
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After a bus ride full of failed jokes, casual flirting, and classic songs, they pulled up to Countryside Family Campground in Honesdale. Just from looking out the window, Pam decided that Michael didn't do a half bad job at picking a decent place. It wasn't run down or covered with dead animals as Jim had suspected. It was peaceful.
"Alright men! Time to set up camp. Pick a partner and grab a tent."
Jim and Pam stood their awkwardly as people partnered up. Pam's first choice was obviously Jim, but she wasn't sure how Roy would feel about her being in such close quarters with another guy.
Jim was thinking the exact same thing. How Roy would kick his ass if he knew that he was sleeping next to her in very small tents...
Dwight stood next to Michael, pretty much begging him to be tent buddies with him. Michael was looking for any available person to be his tent buddy. "Pam, you have a partner?" Michael yelled out.
Pam turned to Jim with a freak out look on her face. There was no way in hell she was sharing a tent with neither Michael nor Dwight. She would rather drown herself in the nearby lake. She assumed Jim was having the same thoughts as he yelled, "Sorry Michael. She's my partner."
He turned to Pam, as if it to make sure it was okay. She nodded slightly as they walked over to the now vacant pile of tents. Michael was telling the partners which lot was their specified lot, and Kevin was handing out beers. Jim took one and opened it. He had a feeling that he might need a little buzz to calm his nerves of knowing that in just a few hours, it would just be him and Pam alone...
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Okay. I'm not extremely proud of the part where they are at the campground. I'm getting writers block. But please, read and review. Cookies and updates to all that give me some advice. Also, I know that it is kind of short, but it is just the basic intro to see if people like where it is going.
Noelle.xo
