Chapter 8- Welcome to the Popular World

Author's Note- Hey everybody! I want to say thanks to the two people who reviewed last chapter, you guys are really nice. So, I hope everyone liked the beginning of the high school years; this chapter is from where we left off. By the way, Dwight will be in this story. Here's the chapter, enjoy!

Honk! Honk! Roy beeped his Mustang's horn twice while waiting for his new-found girlfriend outside her house. "I've got to go now, Mom," Pam said, hastily grabbing her backpack and searching for her Converse sneakers.

"Is that noise coming from your boyfriend?" Mrs. Beesly asked. "This is the first time he's taking you to school and he's honking? He doesn't even want to come meet me? Boys should never honk." Pam's mom gave her a disapproving look.

"Mom, I already told you, Roy's really nice. Plus, it's not a big deal, all guys in my grade honk if they're picking up a girl," Pam replied, calmly.

"Well, I think it's rude and besides, Jim would never honk," Mrs. Beesly said.

"Jim can't even drive yet! I've got to go now, bye Mom," Pam responded, waving before stepping outside and jogging to Roy. Her mom waved from the front door, further embarrassing Pam. Pam opened the passenger seat door and slid into her seat.

"Hey babe," Roy greeted, as he pulled out of the driveway. We haven't even gone out on one date yet and he's already calling me babe? He asked me out yesterday…is this what all guys do? Pam thought to herself.

"Hi Roy," Pam said, cheerfully. "How are you?"

"Um, I'm fine; you don't have to be so formal. You're talking to your boyfriend, not the principal," Roy replied, laughing.

"Oh, right," Pam said, beaming when Roy said that he was her boyfriend.

"Do you mind if we stop off at BP?" Roy asked, looking at her with adoring brown eyes.

"For gas?" Pam questioned, she glanced at the dashboard; his gas tank was pretty much full.

"Nah, I've got to buy some more cigarettes," Roy responded, calmly. He acted like if he just said that he wanted to buy a Coke or something normal, meanwhile Pam's eyes bugged out.

"You smoke?" Pam asked, incredulously.

"Yeah, I'm going to guess that you don't," Roy said, pulling into BP's parking lot and cutting the engine.

"No, I don't. Um, that's fine, you can go get them," Pam replied, calmly. So, he smokes…that's fine, right? Everyone has one bad habit, she thought.

"Okay, thanks Pam," Roy responded, before hopping out of the car.

The first half of Jim's school day had been rough, so far. It felt weird not walking or riding bikes to school with Pam. He missed her and now that it was lunch he'd finally get to talk to her. They had one morning class with each other but they were taking a biology exam, so they were unable to talk. Finally, I get to talk to her, Jim thought, as he walked across the cafeteria to Pam. She was the only one who had arrived at their table so far. The two sat at a table with both boys and girls, some of Jim's friends and some of Pam's. But Jim and Pam always sat next to each other. "Hey Pam," Jim said, taking a seat beside her.

"Hey Jim, how was your morning without me?" Pam teased, pulling a package of Oreos from her lunchbox.

Painful and lonely, Jim thought, but he didn't want to rain on Pam's parade. She seemed really happy, so instead he responded normally. "Uneventful."

"Mine was okay. Roy picked me up in his car and then we stopped at BP for his, uh, cigarettes," Pam explained.

"He smokes?" Jim asked, suddenly taking great interest in the conversation.

"Uh, yeah, it's not a big deal, though," Pam stammered, instantly defending Roy.

"I know, I just wasn't aware of that," Jim said, taking a sip of his Mountain Dew.

"Okay, so any new prank ideas to use on Dwight?" Pam asked, smiling again. Dwight was an interesting boy in their grade, Jim and Pam didn't pick on him or bully him; they just messed with him.

Before Jim could respond, Roy walked up with a few cheerleaders. Great…one day and he's already cheating on her, Jim thought.

"Hi Pam, I thought you were going to sit with us," Roy said, smirking at Jim.

"Oh, uh," Pam started, sneaking a glance at Jim, who looked nervous. "Sure, I guess. Can Jim come too?"

"Sorry, the table's full, Halpert. Pam, this is Grace, Julie, and Maggie," Roy explained. Roy looked at Jim, "Maybe if you work out a little more, one of them could be yours," he said, laughing and walking back to his table with Pam. Pam looked back at Jim one last time with an apologetic look on her face.

Jim watched her as she sat down at the grade's popular table. There were all the jocks and cheerleaders along with a few class clowns. They acted like they were royalty but Jim knew they weren't. What the heck? Why is she ditching me for those guys? To be popular? That's nothing like the Pam I know, she'd never leave me for popularity. In fact, we always make fun of those guys, Jim thought, confused.

Roy Anderson pulled his Mustang into the Beeslys' driveway and got out to open the door for Pam. "Have a good day? I mean, like hanging out with my friends and I?" he asked.

"It was great, they're really nice," Pam said, and she meant it. Although, the girls mainly rambled on about make-up and boys, they had treated her like royalty because of Roy.

"Awesome because that's who we're going to be spending lots of time with," Roy replied. "I don't really like you hanging out with Jim a lot."

"Why?" Pam asked, almost fumbling her backpack.

"I think he's hurting your reputation. Like he's a loser, so if you're associated with him then people will think you are too. And I don't want people to think you're a loser because you're not, babe," Roy said.

"Well, okay, I guess," Pam replied. I guess I can spend a little less time talking to him, she thought.

"Great," Roy responded. Suddenly, he leaned over and pecked her on the cheek, sending shivers down Pam's spine. Before she could respond, Roy got in his car and drove away, leaving Pam speechless. I guess I'm officially popular, she thought to herself, strangely. Pam felt her cheek one last time before heading inside happily.

"Pam, you there?" Jim said into his walkie-talkie, it was around 9:30 at night and he was calling like usual. "Hello? Pam? I know you're there, stop ignoring me." Jim threw the device on the ground in frustration, she knew they were supposed to talk tonight about their pranking plans for Dwight. Jim sat on his bed and pulled out his laptop, waiting for her call. She's online! I guess we can just IM tonight, instead, he thought.

Jim Halpert says:

Hey Beesly, why weren't you picking up? I tried calling you like 3 times.

Jim waited for a response; a few minutes passed and still nothing.

Jim Halpert says:

Okay, Pam, this isn't funny anymore stop ignoring me. Seriously, if you don't answer I'm coming over.

Jim sighed; she obviously wasn't going to be contacting him. What the heck? What is she doing? She never misses our calls or ignores me on IM, Jim thought. Jim bent over and tied up his Nikes and jogged out of the house, his parents weren't home yet so no questions were asked.

Jim rang the doorbell and waited for someone to come and answer. "Oh, hi Jim," Mrs. Beesly greeted him.

"Hi Mrs. Beesly, is Pam home?" he asked, craning his neck to see if she was out back.

"Well…she is but she's been talking to that Roy for the past two hours on the phone, and they're talking online at the same time! Who does that? I honestly have a bad feeling about this boy, he's nothing like you for instance," Pam's mom rambled.

"Oh, uh, do you think she has a minute?" Jim asked, hopefully.

"I'll check," she said, turning around. "Pam! Jim's here and he wants to talk to you!" her mom yelled up the stairs.

"I'm busy!" Pam yelled back. "Tell him we can talk tomorrow!"

"Looks like she's busy," Mrs. Beesly said.

"Unbelievable," Jim muttered.

"Well, I'll see you soon, honey," Mrs. Beesly waved.

Jim waved before turning around and heading back home. Yeah, talk tomorrow. Like she even has time for me anymore! She's been dating Roy for one day and Pam's blown me off numerous times! I just…I can't believe it. How quickly she's changing for him…what's the point? She would never ever have to change for me…because she's absolutely perfect the way she is, Jim thought, sadly. The teen was afraid he was losing his best friend.

So what did you think? Did you like it or hate it? I just wanted to use this chapter to show how much Pam's changing already. I really want to know what you guys think…I'm afraid it's kind of bad. So please review everyone, it makes my day to hear from you guys!