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Dawson picked up the next story and glanced at it.

Dawson: Hey Jen!

Jen:Yeah

Dawson: You know how you have been complaining about how you are never in any of the stories? Well, this on is entirely about you.

Jen: Cool. Let's get crackin'.

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Jen's Creek (a story of world domination)

Disclaimer: This is Jen. I have taken over the body of Angel, and am now using it to write a story about Me! Jen. I think it's about time i got a story for myself.

Jen: Yes it is!

So, I am Jen. I own Dawson's Creek because I live here, and if you don't give it to me, i'll turn homicidal, and you don't want me to get out my bazooka. And trust me, I like them big.

Pacey: Yes she does.

So read on.

Jen walked down the halls of Capeside high. She was sick and tired of being misunderstood. Nobody tried to relate to her. They slammed her on the Message Boards. They made online shrines talking about how stupid she was. They said she was a slut, a bitch..well the list goes on and on. She didn't want to think about all of that now. Sure, she had made mistakes in her past, and she paid for them every day. When was it ever going to be enough? She felt abused and alone. And lonely. Hadn't she tried to be Joey's friend?

Jen: Wow. This is so true.

She was so busy thinking that she didn't even notice the big headed figure coming near her until she slammed into him. "Dawson!"

Dawson: Big headed?!

Jen exclaimed, surprised. " I didn't see you coming."

"Yea, well..." Dawson said, trailing off in that gay way that he had.

Dawson: Gay?!

He shuffled his feet and looked at the ground, fascinated by a little spot on the concrete. Jen felt it was time for honesty. I mean, she needed to be honest with herself. Which meant being honest to everyone else. She vowed then and there, she would try to tell the truth.

"It's suprising I didn't see you, considering the fact that you have THE biggest head in the entire planet. I mean, look at you. You look like Mac the Moon Man from the Mc Donalds Commercials. And your chin, i mean, are you trying out for a Jay Leno look alike contest? I think you should seriously consider the options of plastic surgery out there. Oh, and by the way, i think you definitely need to get a haircut. You look like the Dutch Boy for the Paint ads."

Dawson: She didn't need to be that honest!

She walked away smiling. I mean, it felt so good to get these burdens off of her chest. She felt freer than she had her entire life, even more so than her whole "no-bra" wearing days.

Pacey: Oh, my.

It was like a weight was lifted.

She walked along the hall, and decided that it was time for a change. She had already been completley honest, and she wanted to follow through with that. But now...something more drastic. Since school was over already, she picked up a ride from some transient homeless man who lived in his truck.

Joey: Um, ok.....

As they were driving along Jen started telling the homeless man exactly what she thought what went wrong with Dawson.

Pacey: Like he cares!

"I think...it's-it's just one of those things, where, you make up this great image of someone. Someone you think is perfect. And then--the image isn't nearly as close to what the reality is.

Dawson: You mean I'm not perfect.

Joey: Yes, Dawson. I know how hard it must be for you to find this out so suddenly.

I mean, I thought I loved him. In my stupidity, i couldn't see the real him. I also think..i think i was scared. You know what I mean? Like, you are afraid someone will see you for who you really are. And i think I was just scared of that whole...vulnurability issue. I was completely terrified by the fact that he might see me for who I thought I really was. Do you see what I'm saying?"

"Ya. I remember, in summer of 78' me and Roberta...."

"Thanks!" Jen called, waving goodbye to Frank, her new friend, who was the homeless transient.

She smiled and walked on over to the house. On the ground near the door, she noticed a small flier. Party? Party! Come to Jackson's ... Friday Night. Jen knew the party was going to be another wild kegger that she usually stayed away from, but this time, she decided that it was time to get out, have a little fun.

Jen walked up to her room, and put on a leather top and skirt, and some high ankle boots

Dawson: Is is a costume party?!

that she hadn't had enough courage to wear before. She doused on some perfume and put on her makeup. It was her night to shine.

On monday, Jen walked to school. Jen didn't do anything bad at the party, she hadn't drunk, and she didn't use. But for some reason, that didn't matter. It turned out that there were no drugs and no alcohol, but everyone was having a good time. As she walked to school, Josh Jacko,

Pacey: Now there's a name weirder than mine.

who was the most popular, cutest, guy at school gave her a ride. And she was lucky, he was no Grant Bodine. He was head of the honor role, funny, and ASB president. And, every girls dream. And he was picking her up. He was such a gentleman too. Perfect. When Jen got to school she was on cloud nine.

As Jen walked inside, she saw Joey standing by the door.

"Hey Joey." Jen said, trying to be nice.

"How's the rest of the carnival folk? Tell the Bertha the bearded lady I said hi. Are you working this week?

Jen: Is that Joey talking? Or Jen?

Jen started to fume. She had been nothing but nice to Joey, and for some reason everyone hated her. She figured everyone hated her already so she had nothing to lose. She let it all out.

"Stop!Why do you hate me so much? I mean, look at you, you act all high and mighty, and you have all this crap against me. Let it go. It's not my fault that Dawson fell for me, and not you, you little prude. Why don't you shut up? Your catty comments have gotten to me enough, and I think that you are such a little idiot. I mean, for God's sake you can't even smile all the way! Do you have some sort of disorder that hinders your ability to smile? And what is that twitching thing you always do! Do you have a palsy? An aneurism? Spasms? A seisure?!?"

Pacey: If she was trying to be nice she sure isn't doing a very good job.

Joey for once was put in her place. I mean, for someone who was a supposed "outcast" she sure had less reason to act all big and bad. All the bad things that she did to Jen were beginning to have their reprocussions.

~~~~~~~~ At lunch, Dawson, Pacey and Joey were sitting at their usual lunch table. Dawson sat sitting across from Pacey. He thought to himself, " Man, Pacey looks really good today. He's so hot. I feel really bad that Jen discovered my secret and I am gay, but Pacey in that white tank top makes it all better...yea baby."

Joey: Oh no, not another "Dawson is Gay" storyline!

Pacey noticed Dawson eyeing him, and he decided to get a can of soda. "I'll be right back." Pacey said. As Pacey pulled out his chair, he walked away. Dawson watched his butt appreciatively.

"Mmm hmm, baby got back!"

Pacey: I don't even know what to say to that.

It was now just Dawson and Joey at the table. Dawson decided to take a stab and tell Joey what was bothering her (since he was so big headed he figured he knew already.)

Joey: Naturally.

"Jo, I know you're really upset over me, and I'm sorry that I don't like you."

"Look Dawson. I know you think you're like, the king of the universe, but I do not have a thing for you. Let me spell it out. I don't love you. I don't even like you. I know you're gay. I mean, everyone knows. You're just too self oblivious to notice it. "

Dawson stood there for a minute. Two killlings in one day. Pacey came back. "What happened here?"

"Joey had a fit. And Jen did the same thing earlier today. Hold me Pacey."

Jen: Hmm....

"Hell no. Sorry D, but I don't bat for that team."

"But you've never seen my pitch." Dawson said, arching his eyebrow.

Jen: Do I sense an innuendo?

"Umm---no. That's fine, I'll take your word for it." After that akward moment, Pacey once again walked away. He walked down the hallway. I mean, for some weird reason, guys found him attractive, but he couldn't get with a nice female his age. Then all of a sudden, Christy Livingstone and her cheerleader friends came over to Pacey.

"Pacey!" Christy says, heading towards him. "Do you wanna go out with me and all of my friends on Friday? I mean, you are attractive, funny and cute. I can't believe we didn't notice it before. You are perfect in every way."

Pacey: I like this story!

Dawson: I don't.

Pacey was glad everything was turning out okay after all. Doug had been admitted into the Psycho-Ward of the IGHPO's hospital. (Impotent Gay Homosexual Police Officers Hospital.)

Pacey: I'm glad they put the impotent part in there. Wouldn't want to leave that part out!

His father was away on business for 3 months. And Christy Livingstone was his. All was right in the world. It was about time that things went his way. And he wasn't dreaming.

~~~~~~~~Jen and Pacey sat at the counter of the Icehouse, drinking soda's. While they were eating, Bessie came in and started crying. "What wrong?" Pacey asked her. "It's J-Joey, and Dawson. They've killed each other. It was a senseless tragedy. She drowned him in the creek and while she was trying to ride her boat away she drowned.

Dawson: Great! So I get to be called gay, then die! And Pacey gets a cheerleader!!

It's the end. Pacey and Jen looked at each other. What a sad thing. Oh well. More room for them in the car now.

Jen: Only one of them could drive anyway!

And, their dream was finally realized. It wasn't Dawson's Creek anymore. It was... "Pacey's Creek and Jen's Creek" The End.

Jen: Actually it's "Jen Creek and Pacey's Creek"

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Jen: I liked that one! But what about the world domination?

Dawson: I didn't!

Joey: It was OK. I liked the Dawson stuff.

Pacey: I think that was the best story so far!

Dawson: Of course you do! It was good for you!

Pacey: Hey the whole show is named after you. I think I should at least get a cheerleader.

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