Do You?
Part I: Letter to the Editor...
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"Any mail for me?" Joey Potter asked as she walked into the office for the Minute News, Capeside High's weekly newspaper.
"We already sent all the small ticking packages and kidnap threats to the police, so none left for you," Andie, the managing editor, said.
Joey was used to this, so she simply replyed, "Har har. Another day, another unhappy jock. Who can please them?" At the moment, she wasn't very popular with the guys' lacrosse team, even-- no, especially-- their team captain/star player Pacey Witter and his many adoring fans. Hmmm... Pacey... I wonder... STOP IT POTTER. It's been years.
"You know, I have trouble imagining Pacey Witter wanting to kidnap Joey," Abby added. "Kidnappers actually have to spend time with their victoms." Abby looked over at Joey with disgust, then turned back to her mailbox. Abby Morgan was Pacey's biggest fan and the editor of the People section. She had come by after dismassal to check her mail from her "sources."
"Well, I'm sure our budget would cover the ransom," said Cliff, a senior and the editor in chief. "After a few hours of being drilled by Joey's questions, he wouldn't ask for much. Hell, he might even pay us to take her back!" At that the three cracked up.
"You guys are on a roll today, aren't you," Joey muttered to herself. Walking over to the stack of newspapers that had been released earlier that day, she picked one up. "Guess I should read this," refering to the editors section.
"You mean, you haven't read it yet?" Andie asked. Andie McPhee moved to Capeside sophmore year and went out with Pacey for a while. They were really in love. Rumor has it that they even had sex, but Dawson wouldn't tell Joey any details. Needless to say, Pacey's ego got in the way and they ended things. Andie was now hott for Cliff Eliot, but for the moment she had to settle for being best friends with the guy.
"Why, something I should know?" Joey asked as she flipped through the paper to the editor's section.
"Pacey wrote a long letter to the editor complaining about last weeks cover on the team's game," Abby piped up.
"Guess I better see what the pond scum has to say..." Finding the article, she started to read.
..."Dear Editor,
As captain of the varsity lacrosse team I am writing about the poor coverage we have been recieving from your sports editor, Joey Potter. Each week, instead of writing a clear, un-biased report on our games she gabs on like a late-night talk show host....
"That's bull shit," Joey remarked, then continued to read.
..."She makes every game a joke at the expence of the team. I don't mind her comments about my leadership skills,...
"Like hell you don't.
..."But I resent the unfair comments she makes about the rest of the team....
"So, tell me how it's unfair," Joey said.
"He does," the other three replyed simultaniously, causing Joey to look up from the paper.
"For the next three columns," Andie added.
"Who knew jocks could write?"
"I certainly didn't," Cliff replyed. "But, hey, I'm not complaining. Because of his letter I only had to write one paragraph in the editorial."
"Cliff," Abby said cautiosly. "Could I do an article on Pacey in the People section. You know, to smooth things over?"
Say no. Say no, Joey thought.
"I mean, a lot of the kids would really love it," Abby added, trying to convince him.
"Well... I'll think about it. But only on one condition," Cliff replyed.
"WHAT? Anything!" Abby exclaimed, eager to spend time alone with Pacey to interview him, if not more.
"Joey has to help you," Cliff said smugly, knowing Joey would be upset.
"WHAT?!?!?" came the reply from both Joey and Abby.
"End of discussion for now."
Abby sent Joey a smothering look. Joey quickly picked up her things. "I gotta go."
"Going to the girl's lacrosse game?"
"Yeah, I promised Henry I'd be there and that he should be on the field right when the players are. Can't be laggin behind." Henry was an eager freshman, and Joey's trainee. Originally he was playing on the football team but had to quit because of a shoulder injury. He helped her over the girls' lacrosse on Tuesday and Thursday and guys' on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Wanting to get into the sunlight, Joey slammed intot he door with her shoulder-- or, what would have been the door if someone hadn't already opened it first. Catching herself, Joey found herself standing face-to-face with Pacey Witter.
He stared at her with intense blue eyes for what seemed like forever. Then the moment passed as if it hadn't happened at all. They brushed by each other without even a second glance, letting the heavy door slam between them.
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Part I: Letter to the Editor...
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"Any mail for me?" Joey Potter asked as she walked into the office for the Minute News, Capeside High's weekly newspaper.
"We already sent all the small ticking packages and kidnap threats to the police, so none left for you," Andie, the managing editor, said.
Joey was used to this, so she simply replyed, "Har har. Another day, another unhappy jock. Who can please them?" At the moment, she wasn't very popular with the guys' lacrosse team, even-- no, especially-- their team captain/star player Pacey Witter and his many adoring fans. Hmmm... Pacey... I wonder... STOP IT POTTER. It's been years.
"You know, I have trouble imagining Pacey Witter wanting to kidnap Joey," Abby added. "Kidnappers actually have to spend time with their victoms." Abby looked over at Joey with disgust, then turned back to her mailbox. Abby Morgan was Pacey's biggest fan and the editor of the People section. She had come by after dismassal to check her mail from her "sources."
"Well, I'm sure our budget would cover the ransom," said Cliff, a senior and the editor in chief. "After a few hours of being drilled by Joey's questions, he wouldn't ask for much. Hell, he might even pay us to take her back!" At that the three cracked up.
"You guys are on a roll today, aren't you," Joey muttered to herself. Walking over to the stack of newspapers that had been released earlier that day, she picked one up. "Guess I should read this," refering to the editors section.
"You mean, you haven't read it yet?" Andie asked. Andie McPhee moved to Capeside sophmore year and went out with Pacey for a while. They were really in love. Rumor has it that they even had sex, but Dawson wouldn't tell Joey any details. Needless to say, Pacey's ego got in the way and they ended things. Andie was now hott for Cliff Eliot, but for the moment she had to settle for being best friends with the guy.
"Why, something I should know?" Joey asked as she flipped through the paper to the editor's section.
"Pacey wrote a long letter to the editor complaining about last weeks cover on the team's game," Abby piped up.
"Guess I better see what the pond scum has to say..." Finding the article, she started to read.
..."Dear Editor,
As captain of the varsity lacrosse team I am writing about the poor coverage we have been recieving from your sports editor, Joey Potter. Each week, instead of writing a clear, un-biased report on our games she gabs on like a late-night talk show host....
"That's bull shit," Joey remarked, then continued to read.
..."She makes every game a joke at the expence of the team. I don't mind her comments about my leadership skills,...
"Like hell you don't.
..."But I resent the unfair comments she makes about the rest of the team....
"So, tell me how it's unfair," Joey said.
"He does," the other three replyed simultaniously, causing Joey to look up from the paper.
"For the next three columns," Andie added.
"Who knew jocks could write?"
"I certainly didn't," Cliff replyed. "But, hey, I'm not complaining. Because of his letter I only had to write one paragraph in the editorial."
"Cliff," Abby said cautiosly. "Could I do an article on Pacey in the People section. You know, to smooth things over?"
Say no. Say no, Joey thought.
"I mean, a lot of the kids would really love it," Abby added, trying to convince him.
"Well... I'll think about it. But only on one condition," Cliff replyed.
"WHAT? Anything!" Abby exclaimed, eager to spend time alone with Pacey to interview him, if not more.
"Joey has to help you," Cliff said smugly, knowing Joey would be upset.
"WHAT?!?!?" came the reply from both Joey and Abby.
"End of discussion for now."
Abby sent Joey a smothering look. Joey quickly picked up her things. "I gotta go."
"Going to the girl's lacrosse game?"
"Yeah, I promised Henry I'd be there and that he should be on the field right when the players are. Can't be laggin behind." Henry was an eager freshman, and Joey's trainee. Originally he was playing on the football team but had to quit because of a shoulder injury. He helped her over the girls' lacrosse on Tuesday and Thursday and guys' on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Wanting to get into the sunlight, Joey slammed intot he door with her shoulder-- or, what would have been the door if someone hadn't already opened it first. Catching herself, Joey found herself standing face-to-face with Pacey Witter.
He stared at her with intense blue eyes for what seemed like forever. Then the moment passed as if it hadn't happened at all. They brushed by each other without even a second glance, letting the heavy door slam between them.
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