DISCLAIMER: I don't own The Office. –heavy sigh-
Hey, so I forgot to tell you a bit about the story in the first chapter so I'm going to tell you now! I was thinking about Roy and Pam as teenagers, and I was going to just write a bit about it. I honestly wasn't going to even put Jim in but when I got to the locker scene I just sort of wrote his description without even thinking, ha ha, but I guess, what's a good story without Jim Halpert? So, anyway, please keep reading!
Pam settled down in the front row of her 5th period History class. She tapped her pencil against the desk impatiently as her classmates ran wildly around the room like 2nd graders. It was Monday morning, after the party. Roy had gotten drunk and she ended up catching the bus home. But who was she to complain? Last week not one person talked to her and this morning she had said hello to people she had never even made eye contact with! Pam pulled out her sketchbook and began working on a willow tree. She loved drawing and painting willow trees, the way the leaves swept down and fluttered in the wind. She was just getting deep into the sketch when a shadow was cast over the page and she slammed the book shut, looking up.
"No, don't, that was great! Do you take art?" asked Jim, peering over her shoulder.
"Oh," Pam said, blushing. "Yeah, for a few years now."
"Wow. Well, that's a really good drawing." He sounded like he meant it too. She liked that about him, the way everything he said sounded so genuine and friendly.
"Thanks." She said shyly. She racked her brain frantically for something to say. Just then the bell rang and Jim smiled and raised his hand in a wave then hurried to an empty seat in the middle of the classroom. Pam sighed and shut her sketchbook.
"Way to make an impression, Beesly." She muttered to herself and settled down for history.
"Hey, Pam!"
"Pam, hi!"
"Hey Pam, I love your hair today!"
Girls and boys left and right were waving and greeting Pam, people she didn't even know the names of. She meekly waved and hurried into the cafeteria clutching her well worn black sketchbook that she carried everywhere.
"Hi Pam!" a perky, blonde cheerleader called out from a crowded table. Pam smiled but walked on to her usual table by the window. She shook her head slightly, confused at all the attention, sat down and laid out her lunch. She packed her own lunch, so there were never any surprises (like the cafeteria mystery meat…ugh.) A banana, wild berry yoghurt, Doritos, a small piece of homemade fudge and a small salad. Treats, yes. Surprises, no. Just as Pam took a careful bite of her salad about 5 giggling girls rushed over to Pam's table and sat down as though they'd been invited. All of them held cafeteria trays with no mystery meat but only a small salad and an apple.
"Pam, hey! Ohmigod! Your soooo lucky!" One girl squealed. Pam recognized her as the head cheerleader, Stacey Hill. Her blonde hair was loose over her shoulders and her makeup was perfectly applied.
"Totally!" Agreed Leslie Martins, Stacey's best friend. She applied another coat of strawberry pink lip-gloss before picking up her fork. The other girls, one slim and brunette, another tan with long, black, shiny hair straight as a stick and another blonde with bouncy curls, all nodded and let out squeals of agreement. Pam shifted slightly to make room for the girls and took a breath.
"Uh, why?" She asked shyly, confused at what had made all these girls suddenly become her friends. Pam looked around the table and saw 5 girls gaping at her. The one with straight black her, Claudine, had dropped her mascara wand in her salad from shock. Finally, the slim brown haired girl spoke up.
"Oh my God!" She yelped. "She doesn't know!"
"Ohmigod!" Every single girl but Pam screamed in unison. Pam felt like a moron, what could be so important that she didn't know?
"Paaaaam," Stacey giggled leaning over and grabbing her hand. "Roy Anderson is going to ask you to the prom!" At this, the girls all shrieked and burst into giggles. Pam sat in shock.
"M-me?" She gasped. "But…but the prom is ages from now!"
"Only a few weeks. Oh, you are so, so, so, so lucky! Roy is totally hot." Stacey gushed.
"Totally." The girls echoed. "So, so hot."
"Oh…well, um, excuse me." Pam stood up quickly and grabbed her lunch. "I, um, I have to talk to someone." She lied. Stacey raised one eyebrow slyly.
"Oh, I bet I can guess who." She laughed.
"Are his initials R.A?" The curly haired one, whose name Pam didn't know, Tammy or Terri or something, giggled. Pam smiled but continued to hurry out. She dumped her lunch in the bin and practically ran to the art room. Roy Anderson. ROY. ROY ANDERSON. Was going to ask her? It must have been a joke…a rumour….but then why had he asked her to the party? Pam felt a tiny flicker of hope. What if he really did ask her? How exciting! She'd be the most popular girl in school! She could see it clearly in her mind, proudly telling her sisters and mother, walking gracefully into prom with a beautiful dress, being crowned prom queen…what if it wasn't a rumour? What if all her dreams really did come true? Pam began to paint wildly. Mr Murphy, the art teacher, let students paint at lunch although Pam was the only whoever did. She painted almost all the time, especially when she felt emotional or had received big news. And boy, was this big news! Her paintbrush flew all over the large easel, using every colour of the rainbow. An earlobe like…that, an eye like….that. It wasn't long before Pam was finished and she stepped back to admire her work. What she saw shocked her. Oh, it was good, very good, she knew but it wasn't what she had expected. A boy stood in the middle of the page, painted entirely in a rainbow of colours. Green, green eyes, hair in brown, chestnut and gold. His clothes were casual and painted in bright, colours, every colour imaginable. He had a sweet, sleepy half smile. He stood in a hallway with locker; the hallway stretched far, far down and was painted in greys. But it was the boy that Pam stared at longest. The face in her mind was Roy Anderson, but on the page stood none other but Jim Halpert.
More coming soon guys, I promise! I'm actually really into this story! Please, please review and let me know what you think, it means the world to me!