Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, blah blah. Don't sue me, I'm just a teenage girl with no money! So far this story is just PG-13for language.
Author's Note: We're just gonna pretend that the Icehouse was never on fire and that Joey doesn't "hate" Dawson. Oh yeah, it's summer now, and Dawson is in Philly for an internship at his mom's TV station. Jen is umm...doing Jen stuff. Maybe she'll make an appearance later. Hey, this is a Pacey/Joey story, it's just easier that way.
"JOEY!!!" Bessie called at her sister for what seemed like the 20th time in the last minute.
"What?!" she retorted, entering the office.
"I have some good news for ya."
"And what might that be? An all expense paid trip to Fiji, or perhaps a personal massage from a buff, attractive masseuse?"***Author's Note: If that's not how you spell masseuse, I don't care.***
"Actually...you're getting an all expense paid trip to....are you ready for this? Atlanta!!"
"Yeah, well, um, you have to go for this restaurant owner's convention. I can't go because of Alex and I'm in charge at this joint, so you're going."
"Well, no. You could bring Jen...or Pacey." she added the latter with laughter hidden in her voice.
"I don't think I can handle Jen, so I guess I'm stuck with Mr. Witter. How long is this trip?"
"You actually want to go somewhere with Pacey??"
"Would you want to go to Atlanta with JEN??"
"Good point. Anyway, the trip's for 5 days...the convention goes 5 hours a day for 3 days. Well, get going, you've still got to pack, and the hard part is yet to come: convincing Pacey to accompany you."
Joey knocked on the door at Pacey's house, hoping and praying that he would answer the door, as opposed to Doug or Mr. Witter. She didn't want to deal with them or their cocky-ass attitude.
"Ah, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Mrs. Josephine?" Pacey said, answering the door.
"Not now Pacey. This isn't by choice, but I have to ask you a really big favor."
"And that is...?"
"I need you to come to Atlanta with me."
"With YOU?? The Ice Princess is asking me to go somewhere with her? Guess I should take advantage while D is gone, eh? Heh heh."
"This isn't a personal vacation Pacey. It's for a restaurant convention. Five hours a day, 3 days. Five day trip. You in, Witter?"
"Count me in, Potter." he said, mocking her.
"Don't you have to ask your dad?"
"Like he'd notice."
"Alright, Witter. We leave tomorrow, 9 AM. Be at my house at 7. Don't be late or I'll hunt you down and...well, I guess you'll find out, won't you?" she taunted, walking away into the sunset.(hehehe)
A bewildered Pacey returned inside his house to pack his stuff. Why on earth would Joey need him to go with her? She was old enough, and sure as hell responsible enough, to go by herself. Oh well, he was going to Hotlanta for five days. Five Doug-less, Dad-less days. Despite his "make-up" with his dad, he wasn't about to pass up an opportunity like this. But, that was also five days with his rival. Could they actually get along for once? Yeah, right. He thought bitterly.
Author's Note: I think everyone knows what's gonna happen, but I don't care. I'm bored.