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For Love of For Power

Ch.1

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"How did this one even get started?" Joey yelled to Jen over the crowd of people who were now watching Jack, another random guy from the West side fighting Henry, a not so random boy from the East but only because he was Jen's boyfriend.

"Someone told Henry that Pacey was talking trash about Dawson, so he told Dawson, and Dawson called all of Pacey's crew out," Jen answered, and then shrieked. Henry had lost the fight, and was lying on the ground, holding his nose.

A few guys helped Henry up and moved him out of the way for the main event: Pacey vs. Dawson. Pacey stepped forward first, and everything fell silent. Generally, Pacey called Dawson out because… well… to be honest, Dawson rarely won. Dawson stepped forward a few seconds later, after making sure Henry was OK.

"Are you ready?" Pacey asked Dawson menacingly. Dawson nodded, and the fight began.

Pacey had the first swing, and hit Dawson in the gut, but Dawson didn't fall. He swung at Pacey, and hit his arm, hard. It left Pacey unable to use his right arm for a few minutes, which definitely gave Dawson the upper hand. In a matter of minutes, Dawson had Pacey pinned down, to everyone's surprise.

But as soon as Pacey could feel his arm again, he took the lead. A few more punches were thrown from Pacey's side before it was evident that Dawson was out for the count. Once the fight was over, Pacey and the rest of the West side-ers walked back over the bridge where they'd come from.

Joey suddenly realized that Jen was no longer standing beside her, and that she was now tending to Henry. So, taking her eyes away from the other side of the Creek, Joey walked over to Dawson, who was sitting with his feet in the Creek, holding someone's shirt to his nose.

"Are you OK?" Joey asked Dawson as she sat down.

"Do I look OK, Joey? I can't keep losing! I have to beat Pacey!" Dawson exclaimed.

"Dawson, you can't blame yourself; Pacey's just stronger-," but she couldn't finish because Dawson cut her off.

"My own girlfriend doesn't think I can beat him! Whose side are you on, anyways?"

"I didn't say you couldn't beat him, so chill out, OK? And I'm on your side… the East side… and I always will be," Joey answered, calming Dawson down a little. "Let's clean you up, your mom's gonna be pissed when she sees you."

"Yeah… and my dad's gonna be pissed that I lost," Dawson muttered as he and Joey headed for his home.

"Pacey, my man! You've done it again!" Jack exclaimed in Pacey's back yard. The West side kids were off celebrating throughout their side, but Pacey and Jack needed to rest for a little before joining in the festivities.

"Dawson's a punk. I bet that girlfriend of his could even beat him!" Pacey replied.

"We've really got to finish the East side, once and for all; show 'em they're no better than we are," Jack said.

"Yeah… I'd love to finish them off," Pacey replied. "But we'd need a good plan. We'd have to hit Dawson and his motley crew where it hurts; you think up something good. I'm gonna go rub our victory into some sour East side losers."

After Joey had dropped Dawson of at his house, she started her walk back to her own as Jen's car pulled up beside her.

"Need a ride?" Jen asked.

"You're my hero," Joey said jokingly as she hoped into Jen's car.

"So, that wasn't the best fight, huh?" Jen said as she started the drive to Joey's.

"It was just like every other fight. Dawson's beaten Pacey, like… three times. Why does he even bother?"

"It's about honor, Jo! Come on, you know that!" Jen exclaimed. "What is going on with you lately?"

"Nothing is going on with me," Joey replied as Jen pulled up to her house.

"If you say so, Joey. See ya at school tomorrow?" Jen asked.

"Of course," Joey answered, waving as Jen pulled away.

What was wrong with her lately? She used to be all about the East side, especially since she was so lucky to actually live on the good side of the Creek. Being Dawson's girlfriend had meant everything to her. But suddenly she began to wonder what else was out there besides this stupid little town with its stupid rivalries.

"There's gotta be something more," Joey whispered before she turned to walk inside her house, but a voice stopped her.

"There's not too much more," a voice drifted in from behind her.

"Who's there?" Joey asked out loud, wishing her parents were home instead of working double shifts at their restaurant.

"Honestly, there are a few crowded cities, some oceans and lakes, a couple places of untouched country, and good old Capeside, Mass."

"Seriously, who's there?" Joey asked, becoming scared. She knew she lived close to the West side, but no one had ever crossed the Creek just to mess with her.

"I'm a little hurt that you don't recognize the guy who kicked your boyfriend's ass," Pacey replied, walking out of the shadows.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Joey asked angrily.

"Whoa, calm down, Potter. It's not like you live miles away from my side of the Creek or anything. I'm just taking a walk is all," Pacey replied.

"Well, you can go back to your side now. As if the West side being your side is something to be proud of," Joey retorted.

"Hey, watch your mouth, Potter. Everyone knows you and your family should really be on my side. It was luck that got you here in the first place."

Joey fell silent for a minute. She knew what Pacey had said was true, but for him to say it was just down right embarrassing. She carefully studied the patch of grass near Pacey's foot, contemplating her next comment. But Pacey beat her to it.

"Well, I guess I'll be heading out. But hey, that's the second time I've beaten an East side-er today."

"How's that?" Joey asked.

"Well, I pummeled your man to the ground," Pacey began with a smirk, "and I out-witted the witty, sharp tongued Joey Potter."

With that, Pacey walked off, back into the shadows he had come from. Joey stood on her porch for a little longer, thinking about how different her life could have been if her family had moved to the West side. She sighed quietly, and walked into her house.

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