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Pacey looked around the office, irritated. "So are we done yet? Because I need to go and kill myself, Can't be late you see…"

Joey rolled her eyes and rubbed his arm, "Oh Pacey, you have lots of time to do that," she replied mockingly.

"And I thought I could depend on my wife…"

Gerry sighed, "So um, I guess we're making good progress then," he muttered uncertainly.

"Really?" Pacey said, jumping up, "So we can go?"

Joey grabbed him and dragged him down, "Sit down!"

Gerry smiled. "You're not quite ready to waltz towards the sunset yet, Mr. Witter. Happily ever after doesn't come easy, you know."

"We know," Pacey and Joey both replied throwing each other looks of contempt.

Gerry looked uneasy, "So, let's talk about your when you first consummated your love."

Pacey stared, "You want to know about when we had sex?" he stared, unimpressed.

Gerry laughed, "No, no, when you first kissed! The first truly romantic moment is when you first kiss…when you touch each other in a way friends don't."

Joey smiled, "Well it was our first year of High School. I was tutoring Pacey because he was failing Biology…"

"I wasn't failing!" Pacey argued.

"Yes you were. Anyway…"

"Firstly, I wasn't failing, and secondly that wasn't our first kiss!"

Gerry shook his head. Couples argued about many things. But the Witters were even arguing about kissing. KISSING.

"Yes it was," Joey argued. "Unless you're talking about the trip back from Boston. Cause you know, that really wasn't our first…"

"Uh Joey, a kiss anywhere counts as a kiss…"

"If there are weird sexual undertones in that sentence, I don't want to know…"

Pacey laughed. "No, no… This was truly innocent, completely pure, and really… quite sweet."

Joey, Pacey and Dawson strolled into the classroom. It was Christmas time. The room looked like a burglar had stolen all of the things in Lapland and dumped them in the middle of their classroom. There were trees, tinsel, bells, cheap flashing lights, and most significantly mistletoe.

It was the last day of school. Everyone was excited. Kissing under the mistletoe was the yearly tradition. It was only on the cheek but a kiss was a kiss. Usually it was all the popular girls who got kissed, the cheerleaders, school representatives. Joey didn't feel she fell into that category, she hated boys, at times she wished she was one, but this year she had Dawson. She could kiss Dawson.

Pacey looked around. He wanted to kiss the prettiest girl in the class. His eye was on Britney, blonde hair, blue eyes and certain other features.

Dawson looked at him, "No way. No Pace, I know what you're thinking… But you do not have a chance. Not until hell freezes over."

"Well it's Christmas, it's the time of year hell becomes cold."

Dawson shook his head. "Pacey why would you even want to kiss her? She's all hair and no substance. She's not a real girl! She's superficial and shallow!"

Pacey grinned. "And who would you consider a real girl? Joey Potter? Yeah right!"

"Shut up, Cretin!" Joey shouted, pushing him aside, and walking off.

Dawson stared after her. "I think you actually upset her Pacey…"

"Oh come off it, she hates being called a girl. Try calling her Josephine and she'll kill you. I was paying her a compliment."

Dawson gave him a look. "You know she's sensitive, Pacey. Now her Mum is kinda ill and all that…"

Pacey stopped. "Will she be alright?"

Dawson shrugged, "You should be worried if Joey's alright."

"She'll get over it!" He paused. "But because you're such a good friend of mine, and in the Christmas spirit, I could possibly summon up an apology."

"Good. You know Pacey, you try really hard to not like Joey, but I know you've got a soft spot for her."

"Yeah. One day we're gonna be married and have children," he said jokily. "Of course I'll have to steal her of you and you'll never talk to me again."

Dawson laughed. "In your dreams… she's just a friend. Only a friend."

Pacey laughed. "Whatever! I have sucking up to do."

He walked over and sat next to Joey. "Miss Potter, and I emphasis the word Miss so that you know you are a girl…"

Joey looked at him darkly. "What do you want?"

"I've been sent to you from the angels above to firstly apologise, and secondly, make sure you're ok."

"Why?" Joey asked, annoyed. "Because Santa knows if you've been bad or good?" she questioned sarcastically.

Pacey put his arms around her. "You know… Santa Claus doesn't really exist Joey. That's just a myth."

Matt sauntered over to them, a smirk curling on his lips, "Look everyone!" His booming vice caught the attention of everyone in the room. "Joey and Pacey getting cosy in the corner…"

The class stared at them and laughed. Joey's face burned with embarrassment and Pacey looked towards Britney who he was surprised to see was laughing at him.

Matt laughed, "Oh… Look… MISTLETOE! You have to kiss. Pacey and Joey, sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love… then comes marriage… then comes a baby in a baby carriage." Soon all the rest of the class except Dawson began to chant and Joey looked like she would explode. The sounds kept ringing in her ears repeating over and over.

Joey stood up, "Shut up Matt! Or you won't be kissing anyone cause I've knocked your teeth out."

The class jeered. Joey may be by far the tallest girl in the class. But no one could hurt Matt, he was the class bully, always had been since kindergarten.

"KISS!"

"KISS!"

"KISS!"

"KISS!"

The class crowded around the pair in excitement. Dawson looked away. He was cringing for both of his friends, and wanted to save Joey from the humiliation.

Pacey pulled Joey down, "Look if we give them a kiss, they'll shut up."

Before Joey had time to argue Pacey had planted a small kiss on her cheek.

It wasn't small enough.

There was a pause where the class 'oohed' and 'awed'.

Pacey turned to smile at Joey who looked mortified.

"What are you doing, jerk? Don't ever touch me again!" She pushed him away.

"Joey!" Pacey sighed.

Joey pushed through the crowds and moved away.

Pacey smiled, "Who's next?"

Joey ran into the girl's toilets, and sat on the sink. This was a weird day. She held her head in her hands, depressed. She thought she'd be kissing Dawson.

Right then Dawson walked in. "Joey, are you ok?"

Joey looked up. "This is the girls bathroom Dawson. Get out."

"I brought mistletoe. We can make up for before!" he said eagerly, hanging it above his head. "You'll feel better!"

"Dawson, this is the girls bathroom. The girls bathroom!"

Dawson looked down at the floor sheepishly, "Sorry… sorry… I'll go."

He walked out of the room.

Joey jumped off the sink and looked into the mirror. Her face was red, but not out of embarrassment. Pacey kissed her. Her first kiss from a boy. She was red with excitement. She touched her cheek tenderly.

Joey laughed. "You know, I only washed that cheek after like, a week!"

Pacey grinned surprised, "Really? You had a crush on me! You had a thang for me!"

"Shut up!" She said playfully. "I did not have a 'thang' for you."

"Oh right, sorry, you had a thing for me!"

Joey and Pacey laughed, as he put his arm around her.

Gerry grinned. "Finally! Some affection. So we've achieved task number one. You're actually acting like a couple, not children. Now task number two, get find out what really went wrong…"