The next day, Joey woke up shivering violently. "Argh," she complained silently, "I knew I shouldn't have gone into the creek last night." She got out of bed and pulled on a sweatshirt and sweatpants over her pj's. Luckily it was Saturday because Joey was definatly not in the mood to go to school. She grogily padded out to the kitchen to where she was met by Pacey holding a pot of coffee in his hands.
"Josephine," he said as she walked through the doorway. "You've finally decided to grace me with your presence."
"What are you doing here?" Joey asked somewhat softly, folding her arms across her chest.
"Ya know what Jo? I thought to myself this morning, 'Pace, you better go see how Joey is doing after she recklessly jumped into water last night that could have turned her into a real Ice Queen.' And so a couple of minutes later I find myself walking the all too familiar path that just so happened to lead me to your house."
"That's flattering, Pacey. Really," Joey retorted sarcasticly, as she took the cup of coffee he offered her.
"So since I came all the way over here, the least you can do is tell me how you're doing." Pacey placed the toast that he had been buttering in front of Joey.
"I'm fine," Joey lied, munching on the toast. "I'm just really not looking forward to a day watching cartoons."
"What? So you wanna go up to Boston for the day? Go clubbing with the locals? Jo, I thought you'd never ask," Pacey smirked.
"Ha, ha," she said dryly. "Bessie's making me stay home for the day."
"Well. Then I think this calls for Game Day."
"Game Day?" Joey asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah. And don't give me that look of yours. This will be purely good, clean fun." He lifted Joey's coffed mug over to the kitchen table. "Now wait here." Pacey dissapeared around the corner and Joey knew he was searching for board games.
"Don't you have anywhere you need to go?" Joey yelled at Pacey.
"Not really," Pacey said reappearing with Monopoly, Life, Candyland, and Scattagories piled in his arms. He sat down across from Joey and gave her a questioning look.
"What?" she asked laughing.
"Well...? What game do you want to play?"
"Mmm..." Joey thought and looked over her selection. "Candyland. That used to be my favourite."
"Josephine," he said as she walked through the doorway. "You've finally decided to grace me with your presence."
"What are you doing here?" Joey asked somewhat softly, folding her arms across her chest.
"Ya know what Jo? I thought to myself this morning, 'Pace, you better go see how Joey is doing after she recklessly jumped into water last night that could have turned her into a real Ice Queen.' And so a couple of minutes later I find myself walking the all too familiar path that just so happened to lead me to your house."
"That's flattering, Pacey. Really," Joey retorted sarcasticly, as she took the cup of coffee he offered her.
"So since I came all the way over here, the least you can do is tell me how you're doing." Pacey placed the toast that he had been buttering in front of Joey.
"I'm fine," Joey lied, munching on the toast. "I'm just really not looking forward to a day watching cartoons."
"What? So you wanna go up to Boston for the day? Go clubbing with the locals? Jo, I thought you'd never ask," Pacey smirked.
"Ha, ha," she said dryly. "Bessie's making me stay home for the day."
"Well. Then I think this calls for Game Day."
"Game Day?" Joey asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah. And don't give me that look of yours. This will be purely good, clean fun." He lifted Joey's coffed mug over to the kitchen table. "Now wait here." Pacey dissapeared around the corner and Joey knew he was searching for board games.
"Don't you have anywhere you need to go?" Joey yelled at Pacey.
"Not really," Pacey said reappearing with Monopoly, Life, Candyland, and Scattagories piled in his arms. He sat down across from Joey and gave her a questioning look.
"What?" she asked laughing.
"Well...? What game do you want to play?"
"Mmm..." Joey thought and looked over her selection. "Candyland. That used to be my favourite."