Pacey shoved his hands deep in his pockets and continued on his way down
the street. Dark storm clouds had taken over the sky and thunder gave
warning to the storm that was going to hit in just a few minutes. Pacey
didn't care if it was a hurricane, he still wasn't going home.
It hadn't even been an hour since he had walked out of his house, furious with his father yet again. He didn't even know what had set his father off this time. The only clear words that made it out of John Witter's mouth were stupid, loser, town screw up, or disgrace to the family name. All things Pacey had heard a million times before so he really didn't pay much attention to it until his father through the first punch. Pacey's hand went to the cut on his forehead that was now bleeding, leaving a red line oozing down the middle of his face. No, he was definitely not going home. Not this time.
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Joey heard the thunder roll off the waves and shuddered. It was going to be a bad storm and she should have started home a while ago, but she didn't want to go home.
Bessie and Bodie were in the biggest fight of the century, Alexander never stopped testing out his newfound screaming capabilities, and her father was there. Just what did she have to look forward to at home? Sticking her hands deep in her pockets, she continued to walk down the street.
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Standing at the foot of the ladder Pacey began to have second thoughts. He knew neither Dawson nor his parents were home for the week. The house was completely empty. Nobody would know if he just stayed for a little while, just for the night. Pacey knew the window would be unlocked. Still, he didn't feel quite right about staying without permission.
With a loud crack of thunder the rain began to come down and Pacey no longer cared if it was wrong. He climbed the ladder without further hesitation and entered the house through Dawson's unlocked window.
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Listening to the rain, Joey made her way back up to Dawson's room. She felt kind of wrong for being there but Gayle had given her a key for specifically that reason.
It hadn't even been an hour since he had walked out of his house, furious with his father yet again. He didn't even know what had set his father off this time. The only clear words that made it out of John Witter's mouth were stupid, loser, town screw up, or disgrace to the family name. All things Pacey had heard a million times before so he really didn't pay much attention to it until his father through the first punch. Pacey's hand went to the cut on his forehead that was now bleeding, leaving a red line oozing down the middle of his face. No, he was definitely not going home. Not this time.
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Joey heard the thunder roll off the waves and shuddered. It was going to be a bad storm and she should have started home a while ago, but she didn't want to go home.
Bessie and Bodie were in the biggest fight of the century, Alexander never stopped testing out his newfound screaming capabilities, and her father was there. Just what did she have to look forward to at home? Sticking her hands deep in her pockets, she continued to walk down the street.
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Standing at the foot of the ladder Pacey began to have second thoughts. He knew neither Dawson nor his parents were home for the week. The house was completely empty. Nobody would know if he just stayed for a little while, just for the night. Pacey knew the window would be unlocked. Still, he didn't feel quite right about staying without permission.
With a loud crack of thunder the rain began to come down and Pacey no longer cared if it was wrong. He climbed the ladder without further hesitation and entered the house through Dawson's unlocked window.
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Listening to the rain, Joey made her way back up to Dawson's room. She felt kind of wrong for being there but Gayle had given her a key for specifically that reason.
