Disclaimer: Dawson's Creek does not belong to me. I'm just a some chick who
likes to write about it.
{The Witter living room: 5:30pm}
Pacey was sprawled out on the couch with a remote permanently attached to his hand, watching television. Doug was sitting in their fathers recliner silently reading the newspaper. Pacey sighed purposely trying to grab Doug's attention. He ignored him. Pacey rolled his eyes and sighed again heavily. Doug turned the next page of the newspaper continuing to ignore him. Pacey coughs.
"Is there something you want to say to me little brother?" Doug asks sitting the newspaper down on the coffee table.
"More like ask." Pacey replies sitting up.
"Alright, ask away." Doug says suspiciously.
"You're gonna be working to tonight, am I right?"
"Yess." Doug answers with a so-what expression on his face.
"How late?"
"Pretty, late. Like, 'till 3:00am late. Why?"
"Just askin'." Pacey responds, barely veiling a gleeful grin.
"Uh huh." Doug says quietly, returning his attention to the newspaper. {Dawson's room 5:45}
"I'm foreseeing a little John Hughes action today Jo, what do you say?" Dawson asks Joey while looking through his ever popular film collection.
"That depends." She answers shrugging.
"On...?"
"Wait no it doesn't--my bad. No way Dawson."
"Why not? You have some hidden detestation for 80's classics."
"I hate those old 80's movies." Joey cringes.
"You do not." Dawson objects to her lies.
"Lets just say I'm not in the mood for some mechanical, cheesy romance flick, with some appalling 80's soundtrack impairing the some what loveable world of hearing."
"Breakfast club it is." He replies putting in the tape.
Joey sighs and takes off her shoes preparing to get on the bed. Just as she does Pacey swings open the bedroom door anxiously.
"Ewww Potter put those back on. Let the dogs out when I'm not present, you understand what I'm sayin?"
"Perfectly." She retorts sarcastically." Loser." She mumbles under her breath.
"Was it me or did you seem exited before you entered the room. And-or smelled Joey's stink." Dawson stated sitting next to Joey who slapped him on the arm for the pretentious statement.
"No it was not just you...for a change. Ranger Doug is indeed working late tonight." Pacey announced.
"So?" Joey questioned lying back on Dawson's pillows.
"Ok, I'll go ahead and walk ya through this Joey, since you have short-term memory loss. Dougie's gonna be working late on patrol with my dad. This means I can go ahead and throw my party tonight."
"Congratulations man."
"Gol...ly." Joey says flatly.
"So you guys are definitely coming right?"
"Hey I have nothing better to do...no offence."
"Little taken. So what about you Jo?"
"I said I'd think about it."
"You don't have long, the party starts in oh...2 hours."
"Speaking of that, shouldn't you be home making party-like preparations?" Dawson asks finally pushing play on the VCR remote.
"It's about time." Joey says taking the remote from him, and upping the volume. Dawson smirks.
"You my friend, are absolutely correct. Gotta go." Pacey says heading toward the door."
"Bye." Dawson adds.
"See ya soon." He replies.
"Can't wait." Joey says, again sarcastic.
"Oh yeah, what the hell are you guys watching?" He asks laughing.
"Dawson robbed his mothers movie collection again." Joey says rolling her eyes.
"Take it back.." Dawson retorts.
"Yeah...bye." Pacey says hurrying out the door.
Dawson hits Joey with a pillow.
"Ouch!!"
Nightfall-{Pacey's house 7:30}
Pacey scurries around the living room doing finishing touches, making sure everything was close as it could get to perfect. The door bell rang. Pacey ran up to the door excitedly , calmed himself, then opened the door.
"Welcome to paradise." Pacey noted inviting everyone in.
{8:20}
Pacey drifted trough the house making sure everyone one was having a hopefully good time. It seemed so. Pacey made his way through the now crowded house into the kitchen to get a coke.
"Pacey! Great party." A random girl hollers from the living room.
"Thank ya very much!" He yells back.
"It is Pace." Dawson says taking the coke from Pacey's hand. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Pacey says turning back to the 'fridge to get a replacement coke." Where's Jen?"
"She's..."
"Right here." Jen says making her way into the kitchen.
"Having a good time?"
"Of course."
"And they said it couldn't be done." Pacey says opening the can.
"No ones doubting your mad party throwing skills Pacey." Jen says laughing.
"So where's your man?" Pacey ask looking behind her.
"Oh he couldn't make it after all. Actually, he's yet to make an appearance in Capeside."
"Is that so?" Pacey questions her skeptically.
"Yep." She replies Dawson suddenly catching her attention.
"Interesting." Dawson adds looking at Pacey, who is grinning.
"Hey Jen, wanna dance?" A letterman steps up and asks the blonde kindly.
"Sure. Umm I'll catch you guys later, the floorboards are a-callin.". She says following the letterman.
"Dawson... you suck." Pacey says sighing.
"Excuse me?"
"She's obviously diggin' you man. So much so, she's making up a non- existent boyfriend for your mayberry ass."
"Why would she lie about something like that. Besides I'm pretty much over the whole thing so..."
"Tell that to someone who doesn't have the misfortune of knowing how your mind works."
"Ok. I'm over it." Dawson says staring at him pointedly.
"Ha...Ha."
{Outside}
Joey strolls up the path to Pacey's house but stops when she sees Sheriff Witter pulling up.
"Oh, no." She whispers.
{The Witter living room: 5:30pm}
Pacey was sprawled out on the couch with a remote permanently attached to his hand, watching television. Doug was sitting in their fathers recliner silently reading the newspaper. Pacey sighed purposely trying to grab Doug's attention. He ignored him. Pacey rolled his eyes and sighed again heavily. Doug turned the next page of the newspaper continuing to ignore him. Pacey coughs.
"Is there something you want to say to me little brother?" Doug asks sitting the newspaper down on the coffee table.
"More like ask." Pacey replies sitting up.
"Alright, ask away." Doug says suspiciously.
"You're gonna be working to tonight, am I right?"
"Yess." Doug answers with a so-what expression on his face.
"How late?"
"Pretty, late. Like, 'till 3:00am late. Why?"
"Just askin'." Pacey responds, barely veiling a gleeful grin.
"Uh huh." Doug says quietly, returning his attention to the newspaper. {Dawson's room 5:45}
"I'm foreseeing a little John Hughes action today Jo, what do you say?" Dawson asks Joey while looking through his ever popular film collection.
"That depends." She answers shrugging.
"On...?"
"Wait no it doesn't--my bad. No way Dawson."
"Why not? You have some hidden detestation for 80's classics."
"I hate those old 80's movies." Joey cringes.
"You do not." Dawson objects to her lies.
"Lets just say I'm not in the mood for some mechanical, cheesy romance flick, with some appalling 80's soundtrack impairing the some what loveable world of hearing."
"Breakfast club it is." He replies putting in the tape.
Joey sighs and takes off her shoes preparing to get on the bed. Just as she does Pacey swings open the bedroom door anxiously.
"Ewww Potter put those back on. Let the dogs out when I'm not present, you understand what I'm sayin?"
"Perfectly." She retorts sarcastically." Loser." She mumbles under her breath.
"Was it me or did you seem exited before you entered the room. And-or smelled Joey's stink." Dawson stated sitting next to Joey who slapped him on the arm for the pretentious statement.
"No it was not just you...for a change. Ranger Doug is indeed working late tonight." Pacey announced.
"So?" Joey questioned lying back on Dawson's pillows.
"Ok, I'll go ahead and walk ya through this Joey, since you have short-term memory loss. Dougie's gonna be working late on patrol with my dad. This means I can go ahead and throw my party tonight."
"Congratulations man."
"Gol...ly." Joey says flatly.
"So you guys are definitely coming right?"
"Hey I have nothing better to do...no offence."
"Little taken. So what about you Jo?"
"I said I'd think about it."
"You don't have long, the party starts in oh...2 hours."
"Speaking of that, shouldn't you be home making party-like preparations?" Dawson asks finally pushing play on the VCR remote.
"It's about time." Joey says taking the remote from him, and upping the volume. Dawson smirks.
"You my friend, are absolutely correct. Gotta go." Pacey says heading toward the door."
"Bye." Dawson adds.
"See ya soon." He replies.
"Can't wait." Joey says, again sarcastic.
"Oh yeah, what the hell are you guys watching?" He asks laughing.
"Dawson robbed his mothers movie collection again." Joey says rolling her eyes.
"Take it back.." Dawson retorts.
"Yeah...bye." Pacey says hurrying out the door.
Dawson hits Joey with a pillow.
"Ouch!!"
Nightfall-{Pacey's house 7:30}
Pacey scurries around the living room doing finishing touches, making sure everything was close as it could get to perfect. The door bell rang. Pacey ran up to the door excitedly , calmed himself, then opened the door.
"Welcome to paradise." Pacey noted inviting everyone in.
{8:20}
Pacey drifted trough the house making sure everyone one was having a hopefully good time. It seemed so. Pacey made his way through the now crowded house into the kitchen to get a coke.
"Pacey! Great party." A random girl hollers from the living room.
"Thank ya very much!" He yells back.
"It is Pace." Dawson says taking the coke from Pacey's hand. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Pacey says turning back to the 'fridge to get a replacement coke." Where's Jen?"
"She's..."
"Right here." Jen says making her way into the kitchen.
"Having a good time?"
"Of course."
"And they said it couldn't be done." Pacey says opening the can.
"No ones doubting your mad party throwing skills Pacey." Jen says laughing.
"So where's your man?" Pacey ask looking behind her.
"Oh he couldn't make it after all. Actually, he's yet to make an appearance in Capeside."
"Is that so?" Pacey questions her skeptically.
"Yep." She replies Dawson suddenly catching her attention.
"Interesting." Dawson adds looking at Pacey, who is grinning.
"Hey Jen, wanna dance?" A letterman steps up and asks the blonde kindly.
"Sure. Umm I'll catch you guys later, the floorboards are a-callin.". She says following the letterman.
"Dawson... you suck." Pacey says sighing.
"Excuse me?"
"She's obviously diggin' you man. So much so, she's making up a non- existent boyfriend for your mayberry ass."
"Why would she lie about something like that. Besides I'm pretty much over the whole thing so..."
"Tell that to someone who doesn't have the misfortune of knowing how your mind works."
"Ok. I'm over it." Dawson says staring at him pointedly.
"Ha...Ha."
{Outside}
Joey strolls up the path to Pacey's house but stops when she sees Sheriff Witter pulling up.
"Oh, no." She whispers.