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Setting:Capeside High, 4th Period

Teacher: Class, school is being dismissed early on account of the snow storm outside. Please proceed to your lockers and leave the school building in an orderly fashion.
A collective yell goes up from the class.
Teacher: Have fun shoveling, now leave!
Dawson: Jo, come over to my place, you can’t possibly walk home in this. Anyway my parents are away at a marrige counseling thing for today. They left this morning. Please come over.
Joey: Okay Dawson. However, I refuse to watch a fat-fingered alien for the entire time that I’m there.
Dawson: No problem “Hey Pacey!”
Pacey is walking toward Dawson and Joey
Pacey: what’s up D?
Dawson: You, me, Joey, and Jen. My place, now.
Pacey: Sure thing anything’s better than being stuck in a house with Deputy doug and my father for the duration of this storm. Man, you have just saved me from comitting suicide or homicide, I ‘m not sure which.
Joey: Preferably suicide. to Dawson You have got to be kidding I would rather spend the day stuck in a very small room with Abby.
Dawson: Ah, come on Jo. Please for me. It will be fun.
Joey: It’s the kiss of death when someone says that. Ever notice? Sure honey going on a blind date with a mass murderer. It will be fun! Fine Dawson, but not if Jen comes. It’s already more than I can handle to have to deal with this martian that you’ve invited. I think I prefer ET.
Pacey: You know you want it Jo.
Joey: Bite me Pacey.
Dawson: Okay it will be just like old times. Just the three of us.
Joey: There may be less after tonight. looking evily at Pacey
Pacey: Joey as much as I’d like to stay here and trade insults with you I think we’d better get going. There’s already 4 inches of snow on the ground.
Dawson and Joey look out the window
Dawson: My god, I don’t think its snowed this hard in years. We were six last time, remember?
They start walking

Joey: Yeah we played outside all day. School was canceled for a week. Now that was fun.
Pacey: remember the snow fort that we built? We were so proud of it. Then the snow plow came through and wrecked it.
Dawson: You and Joey came out of the house and started throwing snowballs at the driver. He swerved all over the road trying not get hit.
Pacey: I of course had the best aim.
Joey: Uh no. That was me you dillusional weirdo.
Pacey: prove it.
Joey: Gladly. she reaches down and packs a hard snowball and slams it at Pacey. he’s caught off guard and ends up on his face in a snowbank.
Dawson: I think she wins Pace.
Pacey: No way! they have reached Dawson’s house and a snowball fight begins. Every person for themself. After half an hour they go inside because they are all liberally soaked.
Joey: who is making the food?
Dawson: popcorn and hot chocolate?
Pacey: Have we ever eaten anything else after playing in the snow, my man?
Dawson: Good point. I’ll make the popcorn,
Joey: I’ll make the hot chocolate, ‘cuz if I don’t tweedle dee and tweedle dum here will definitely not use enough chocolate.
Pacey: looking out the window. Uh guys, I think that you need to come see this. There is at least one and a half feet of snow on the ground, and it’s getting thicker.
Joey: Uh Dawson I need to call Bessie, ‘cuz I don’t think I’ll be able to leave too soon.
Pacey: me too man. My dad may not care, but I should probably tell my mom.
Dawson: go right ahead guys.
Pacey: Joe you can use the phone first.
Joey: No go ahead Pace.
Pacey: Okay
Joey goes back to making the hot chocolate and Dawson watches her, with a smile on his lips.
Pacey: Guys we have a problem. The phone is dead.
Joey: Great, Just great. Bessie is going to kill me.
Pacey: Joe, I don’t think she’s going to be able to get at you to kill you. Look outside.
Joey runs to thhe window. There’s another six inches of snow on the ground, and the storm is showing no signs of stopping.
Dawson: You guys, I’m thinking we’re stuck here.
Joey: Me too.
Suddenly they here a loud crack and the lights go out. Joey screams at the top of her lungs.
Dawson: flipping on a flashlight Joe, it’s okay, calm down.
Joey: I hate storms, and I hate power outages. The only thing that could make this any worse is... A loud crack of thunder silences her. That that’s what would make things worsethunder and lightning. Great.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Dawson: It’s okay Joe, calm down.
Joey: I can’t calm down. I’m really scaraaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Another roll of thunder begins. Okay, what ever I did God I’m sorry. now stop doing this to me!!
Pacey: I’ve got an idea. Remember how when we were little we used to make a tent out of chairs and blankets? Well let’s make a mega tent and hide in it. We can have our popcorn and hot chocolate and listen to Joey scream.
Joey: Bite me Pacey. AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay Pacey good idea. Now let’s go!
Dawson: I’ll go get some blankets.
Pacey: lots and lots my man. We are making a mega hideout.
Dawson: gotcha he leaves the room
Pacey: Joey what scares you about thunder and lightning?
Joey: Look Pace, the night that my mother died there was a storm just like this one. There was a lot of snow on the ground, but it was also thundering and lighting really badly. Just before she died, there was a huge flash of lightning and her face was lit up. But it wasn’t her. Not really. The face was hers, but she wasn’t there anymore. I doon’t know how to explain it any better. Now everytime it thunders or lightnings I can see her just as she was that night . And it scares the hell out of me.
Pacey: I’m sorry Joe. I’m really sorry. He gives her a hug. Right when he lets go Dawson entered with the blankets.
Dawson: gives Pacey a strange look. Pacey shrugs it off. Ready guys?
Joey: yes. let’s go.
The three best friends built their fort. After an hour the three best friends fell asleep with their heads together. And that’s the way Mitch and Gail Leery found them when they came in the door that night.

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