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Episode 4 – The Dance

"Dude," Kevin said to his friends as they all sat around their lunch table at school, "We're going to be freshmen soon. That is awesome."

"Kevin, we haven't even graduated from junior high yet," Angela told him.

Kevin rolled his eyes.

"Well, I totally know which dress to wear to the graduation dance," Kelly informed her friends.

"Which one?" Phyllis asked eagerly.

"The purple one that I got last week."

"What are you wearing, Beasley?" Jim asked her.

Pam shrugged, "I'm going shopping today after school; I'll find something then."

The bell rang; lunch was over. They walked back to class.

A few days later, Jim and Toby sat in Toby's bedroom.

"You should tell her how you feel, Jim," Toby advised his friend, "Ask her to the dance."

"I don't want to make things weird between us, it might mess up our friendship, and I don't want that to happen," Jim told him.

"Jim, Pam might like you, too. Ever considered that?" Toby teased him good naturedly.

"Oscar," Kevin asked, "Don't you think Katy is hot?"

Oscar shrugged.

"No, I'll tell you who's hot," Michael spoke up, "Jan."

"Jan? The editor of the school paper?" Oscar asked, surprised.

"Dude," Kevin said, "She's bossy, like, really bossy."

Michael shrugged, "I kind of like her."

Kevin giggled, "You're going to ask her to the graduation dance, aren't you?"

"Maybe."

Michael took a deep breath. He could do this, he could.

He walked up to her locker.

"Jan," He blurted out, "You want to go to the dance?"

Jan, who had her hair in a tight ponytail and was a little taller than Michael, looked doubtful, "With you?"

"Well...yeah."

"Alright, I guess I could go with you. Nobody else has asked me yet," She replied.

"Really? You'll go with me?"

Jan sighed, "I said yes, Michael. I've got to get to English class now...bye."

"Bye Jan!"

Ryan sighed as he dialed Kelly's number. He really didn't want to go to the dance with her, but he didn't have anyone else to ask.

"Hello!"

"Hi...Kelly?"

"Oh, hey, Ryan!"

"Um, do you want to go to the dance? Together?"

"Ohmigosh, really? That would be so awesome! I got the cutest dress!"

Dwight knocked on the door of the Martin's house.

"Good afternoon," He said when Mrs. Martin answered the door, "Is Angela here?"

"Angela!" Her mother called.

"Hello, Dwight," Angela greeted him.

"Hi, Angela. Would you like to go for a walk?"

"That would be nice, Dwight."

They walked along, hand in hand.

"Monkey, would you do me the honor of coming with me to the graduation dance?"

"That would be very nice, D."

"C'mon Halpert," Jim told himself, "This will be easy...it's Pam. We're already best friends. It'll be easy."

Pam's mom had told him that Pam was down at the lake, He hoped that he hadn't been akready asked to the dance by someone, and by someone, he really only means Roy.

"Hey Beasley," He greeted her when he reached the lake.

"Hi," She said, "Did you hear? Bob Vance asked Phyllis to go to the dance with him."

"That's cool," Jim replied as he sat down next to her, "Has anyone asked you to go yet?"

Mimiking Pam, he took his shoes off and put his bare feet in the lake.

"No...are you going with anyone?"

"Not yet, but I was wondering if you'd like to go with me?"

Pam looked happy, "Really? I love you...I mean, I'd love to go with you."

Pam blushed.

Jim put his arm around her, "I feel the same way."

Pam smiled, and the two sat in happy silence for awhile.

After awhile, Pam spoke.

"I'm such a dorky dancer," She said.

"Yeah, but now you're my dorky dancer."