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Disclaimers: I don't own Dawson's Creek, never have never will. It belongs to Kevin Williamson, Columbia Tristar, and the WB. I don't own any characters except Vanessa.
Setting: Anytime before Joey and Dawson kissed.
"Dawson, man, please!" Pacey begged, grabbing onto Dawson's
shirt
collar.
"Pacey! No!," Dawson said, attempting to relieve his shirt of
Pacey's
vise-like grip. "I refuse to let you use my camera. God knows what
you'd
use
it for."
"Come on man, don't worry, I'm not going to use it to make porno
flicks.
I need it for my English project. We have to do a multimedia
presentation that
depicts our life story."
Dawson laughed, "I don't think there is much of a story to tell
about
your life Pacey. What could be construed as a story would probably be
banned
from school."
"Come on man," Pacey said, desperate, "Don't make me beg. If
you're
nice,
I'll put something in there about you."
Dawson sighed. "Fine," he said, "However! If there is so much
as a
scratch on my camera when you return it, you will buy me a new
one."
"Deal," Pacey said, shaking Dawson's hand, "Thanks man, you
won't
regret
this."
As Pacey walked off, Dawson sighed and said, "I already do."
*****
"Come on Joey, smile for the camera," Pacey said, shoving it in
Joey's
scowling face.
"Pacey!" Joey said, getting annoyed, "I have to work. It's a
concept that
you have yet to grasp."
"I work," Pacey said defensively, "It's hard controlling the
girls
when I
come in a room."
"Yeah," Joey said, "They're trying to get away from you so fast,
it's
practically a stampede."
Determined to get her riled, Pacey kept the camera trained on
Joey's face
and said, "Come on Joey, tell us all about your little infatuation
with
our
friend Dawson."
"Bite me Pacey. There is nothing between me and Dawson except
friendship.," Joey insisted, even though both she and Pacey knew it
was
a lie.
"Whatever Joey. Inquiring minds want to know!" he called after
her
as she stormed away to table six. Pacey laughed to himself and turned ins
camera in
the direction of the street.
A beautiful brunette in a leather jacket filled the camera
screen.
Shooting up from the camera, Pacey looked across the street and saw a
beautiful girl smiling at him. She had long amber waves and was
dressed
in a
white tank, black leather pants, black half-boots and a leather
jacket.
Pushing up her sunglasses, she hopped on her motorcycle and rode away.
Watching her ride away, Pacey could only wonder "Who is that
girl?"
*****
Jen was on her way to te post office when she over heard a girl
yelling.
"You stupid piece of junk!" the voice yelled. Jen turned and saw a
girl
in a
leather jacket kicking a motorcycle.
"Can I help you?" Jen asked, walking up to the frustrated girl.
The girl sighed and looked at Jen.
"Not unless you can get
this
hunk of
junk started. I swear, I should trade this thing in, it always does
this!."
Jen laughed. "Let me try," she said. Jen walked over to the
machine, and
after playing around with it for a moment, the motorcycle sprang to
life.
"How did you do that?" the girl asked, slightly amazed that Jen
was
able
to start it.
"I had a friend in New York who had one," Jen explained, "he
used
to let
me ride on it when we went out in the countryside. He kind of showed
me
the
ropes."
"That's so fab!" the girl explained, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't
introduce
myself. I'm Vanessa Ryder."
Jen shook Vanessa's hand, "Jen Lindley. It's nice to meet you
Vanessa.
Did you just move here?"
"Yeah," Vanessa said, smiling, "I don't really know anyone. I'm
kind of
the new girl."
"I know the feeling," Jen said, with a wry smile, "Are you
going to
be
going to be going to Capeside High?"
The girl's face darkened somewhat, as if remembering a painful memory.
"No," she said softly, "I don't go to high school. I graduated. I'm
just
here
to start a new life."
"Oh," Jen said, curious as to why this girl closed up suddenly,
"Well, I have to go drop this letter off. Why don't we meet down at the Ice
House
in a
couple hours? I'll introduce you to some of my friends. You'll get to
meet
Joey, she works there, and I'll attempt to round up Pacey and Dawson.
The Ice
House is down by the pier. Is two hours ok?"
"Sounds great" Vanessa said, thankful that she had a new friend,
and
thankful that Jen hadn't questioned her anymore.
*****
"I'm telling you man, this girl wanted me," Pacey said to
Dawson,
as
Dawson picked up his room.
"Right Pacey," Dawson said, laughing at his friend, "Just
because
some
random girl smiled at you, she automatically wants to have sex with
you."
"Yep, I'm that irresistable," Pacey said, flashing his trademark
grin,
"but man, was this girl hot! She had on this killer leather jacket
and
rode a
motorcycle. A motorcycle!"
"Man Pacey, you have weird taste in women," Dawson said, "From
your
English teacher to some biker chick. Boy, you have to figure out what
you
want."
"And look who's talking, my oblivious friend," Pacey said, "You
can't
decide between Jen and Joey."
"Please Pacey," Dawson said, "Joey is just my friend. I have no
feelings
for her whatsoever and she knows that."
"Well, you could have fooled me and everyone else," Pacey said,
"You're
so totally in love with her and you don't even realize it! Even Joey
realizes
that she has a 'thang' for you. Granted she refuses to admit it, but
she
knows
it's there."
"You don't know what you're talking about Pacey," Dawson said,
shaking
the thoughts away.
The conversation was interrupted by Jen climbing through the
window.
"Hey Dawson, Pacey, I'm glad you two are here. I need a favor," Jen
said.
"Sure, anything for you Jen," Dawson said, smiling. Pacey just
rolled his
eyes at Dawson.
"I need you guys to be at the Ice House in an hour," Jen
explained,
"You'll find out why when you get there."
"I'll be there," Dawson said, still smiling.
"Sure Jen" Pacey said, cutting in, "Count me in. I'm always up
for
a
surprise. Let me guess, you and Joey have finally realized your
attraction to
the Paceman and you are celebrating with Crisco and whipped
cream?"
Jen rolled her eyes at Pacey. "Right Pacey," she said, sarcastically,
"Keep dreaming."
Pacey winked at Jen as she exited the window. "I'll bring the
handcuffs,"
he called after her, as Dawson whacked him with a pillow.
*****
Joey, Pacey, and Dawson all took a seat at their table at the
Ice
House.
"Jen better hurry up," Joey said, looking at her watch, "I only have
a
few
minutes, and Bessie will shoot me if I take too long of a break."
Suddenly, Jen walked up. "Great you guys are here, I want ya'll
to
meet
someone." Vanessa walked up, clad in her leather jacket. "Guys," Jen
continued, "This is Vanessa..."
To Be Continued