Kiss and Tell
Part III: Unexpected
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2001
Well. Today's the day. 7 years ago Joey's mom died of breast cancer. Out of all the days in the year this was the one day that made Joey totally distrought. Not knowing what to do, Joey tried calling Pacey.
"Hello."
"Hey, Pacey??" Joey asked into the receiver after hearing his voice.
"You've reached Pacey Witter's loooovvvvveeeee line. Leave a message if you're a sexy babe. And, if this is one of Dougie's... uh... ehem... FRIENDS, he's not here. I moved. Call him at his HOME number, okay?" Click.
"Damn. Dumb machine." Joey hung up the phone.
Well. Now what. She wasn't going to her mother's grave, not alone. Not yet.
Sighing, Joey turned to stare at the phone willing to it to ring...
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"150 DOLLARS!??!!??!" Pacey exclaimed.
"Yes sir. 148 dollars and 68 cents."
"God damnit..." Pacey mumbled under his breath. He was definately going to have to work double time at the screen play if he wanted to pay off the dept he was going to be in. Searching for his wallet, he pulled out a master card that he, uh, BORROWED from Deputy Dougie. Handing the card over to the casier, he thought, Man, if this weren't for Joey...
But that twas just it. It was for Joey. And not just for any reason. He knew today was probably one of the hardest days all year for Joey. He figured buying her three dozen lilacs ws the least he could do for his best friend. And, considering the flower had meaning, he knew it was worth the money. Of course, it just HAD to be the MOST expensive... but he wasn't going to think about that now...
As he took the flowers from the guy behind the counter, he thought, 'Note to Self: remember to be conveniently (sp?) outof the house when Dougie gets the bill from Master Card...'
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1994
"Tag, you're it!" Joey yelled, tagging Pacey on the shoulder.
"Tag, you're it!" Pacey yelled, tagging her back.
"No fair," Joey exclaimed, stomping her feet. "No tag backs, REMEMBER??"
"Potter, it's kinda hard NOT to when there's only two people playing!"
"Hey, it's not my fault Dawson left."
"And you're saying it's mine?"
"Yes! You're the one who pushed him into the creek!"
"Hey! that was an accident. Besides it was his fault!"
"oh yeah. I forgot. He 'came onto you'," Joey mocked, rolling her eyes.
Pacey could feel his cheeks burning up. "You're telling me you didn't see that? When he went to tag me, his hand was CLEARLY going for... you know..."
"OH EEWWWW!! PACEYY!!!!"
"I'm telling you, it's true!"
Joey simply stuck out her tongue.
Pacey couldn't take it anymore. In one solid movement he lunged for Joey, landing on top of her. Each trying to pin each other, they rolled around in the grass, becomming dangerously close to the creek. With little dificulty, Pacey rolled on top of Joey, holding both of her wrists above her head, circling his wrists around hers, knowing how helpless it made her feel. "Give up, Potter?"
"No." Taking Pacey by surprise, Joey overturned them and, unfortunately, landed them in the creek. Sputtering up to the surface, Joey frantically looked around for Pacey. "Pacey?... Pace??...Jailbait?..."
Just as Joey was beginning to REALY worry, Pacey bursts up to the surface and dunks her down. "AAAUUUUGGGGBBBHHHBHHBHBHBHbubugubububu" (sorry, if you dont know what that is it's her screaming, then you hear her screaming under water... heh sorry). A hysterical Pacey pulls himself out of the water, offering a hand to Joey. "Here Jo, lemmie help ya."
Joey is fuming, but she puts on a fake smile. "Sure, Pace! TEE HEE!" Grabbing Pacey's hand, she pulls him back into the water, and while he's frantically gasping for air, she pulls herself out and heads inside to get them some towels. The next thing Pacey hears is a loud, earth-shattering scream. "AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! PACEY!!! PACEY!!!" Next thing he knows, Joey's running outside and into Pacey's arms, burrying her head into his shoulder.
"Jo??? Jo?? WHat's wrong?? Joey, what happened?? Joey!"
"Went in- towels- Mama- not breathing- didn't know-" Joey couldn't even get it all out, she didn't know what to do.
Pacey didn't need anymore explanation. "Oh, dear God. Jo, call 911. I'll see if i can get help."
"911.... 911... Pace, what's the FRICKEN NUMBEFR FOR 911????!!!!!!!!"
"Uh... Jo?"
"huh? oh. Oh yeah. Okay."
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Part III: Unexpected
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2001
Well. Today's the day. 7 years ago Joey's mom died of breast cancer. Out of all the days in the year this was the one day that made Joey totally distrought. Not knowing what to do, Joey tried calling Pacey.
"Hello."
"Hey, Pacey??" Joey asked into the receiver after hearing his voice.
"You've reached Pacey Witter's loooovvvvveeeee line. Leave a message if you're a sexy babe. And, if this is one of Dougie's... uh... ehem... FRIENDS, he's not here. I moved. Call him at his HOME number, okay?" Click.
"Damn. Dumb machine." Joey hung up the phone.
Well. Now what. She wasn't going to her mother's grave, not alone. Not yet.
Sighing, Joey turned to stare at the phone willing to it to ring...
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"150 DOLLARS!??!!??!" Pacey exclaimed.
"Yes sir. 148 dollars and 68 cents."
"God damnit..." Pacey mumbled under his breath. He was definately going to have to work double time at the screen play if he wanted to pay off the dept he was going to be in. Searching for his wallet, he pulled out a master card that he, uh, BORROWED from Deputy Dougie. Handing the card over to the casier, he thought, Man, if this weren't for Joey...
But that twas just it. It was for Joey. And not just for any reason. He knew today was probably one of the hardest days all year for Joey. He figured buying her three dozen lilacs ws the least he could do for his best friend. And, considering the flower had meaning, he knew it was worth the money. Of course, it just HAD to be the MOST expensive... but he wasn't going to think about that now...
As he took the flowers from the guy behind the counter, he thought, 'Note to Self: remember to be conveniently (sp?) outof the house when Dougie gets the bill from Master Card...'
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1994
"Tag, you're it!" Joey yelled, tagging Pacey on the shoulder.
"Tag, you're it!" Pacey yelled, tagging her back.
"No fair," Joey exclaimed, stomping her feet. "No tag backs, REMEMBER??"
"Potter, it's kinda hard NOT to when there's only two people playing!"
"Hey, it's not my fault Dawson left."
"And you're saying it's mine?"
"Yes! You're the one who pushed him into the creek!"
"Hey! that was an accident. Besides it was his fault!"
"oh yeah. I forgot. He 'came onto you'," Joey mocked, rolling her eyes.
Pacey could feel his cheeks burning up. "You're telling me you didn't see that? When he went to tag me, his hand was CLEARLY going for... you know..."
"OH EEWWWW!! PACEYY!!!!"
"I'm telling you, it's true!"
Joey simply stuck out her tongue.
Pacey couldn't take it anymore. In one solid movement he lunged for Joey, landing on top of her. Each trying to pin each other, they rolled around in the grass, becomming dangerously close to the creek. With little dificulty, Pacey rolled on top of Joey, holding both of her wrists above her head, circling his wrists around hers, knowing how helpless it made her feel. "Give up, Potter?"
"No." Taking Pacey by surprise, Joey overturned them and, unfortunately, landed them in the creek. Sputtering up to the surface, Joey frantically looked around for Pacey. "Pacey?... Pace??...Jailbait?..."
Just as Joey was beginning to REALY worry, Pacey bursts up to the surface and dunks her down. "AAAUUUUGGGGBBBHHHBHHBHBHBHbubugubububu" (sorry, if you dont know what that is it's her screaming, then you hear her screaming under water... heh sorry). A hysterical Pacey pulls himself out of the water, offering a hand to Joey. "Here Jo, lemmie help ya."
Joey is fuming, but she puts on a fake smile. "Sure, Pace! TEE HEE!" Grabbing Pacey's hand, she pulls him back into the water, and while he's frantically gasping for air, she pulls herself out and heads inside to get them some towels. The next thing Pacey hears is a loud, earth-shattering scream. "AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! PACEY!!! PACEY!!!" Next thing he knows, Joey's running outside and into Pacey's arms, burrying her head into his shoulder.
"Jo??? Jo?? WHat's wrong?? Joey, what happened?? Joey!"
"Went in- towels- Mama- not breathing- didn't know-" Joey couldn't even get it all out, she didn't know what to do.
Pacey didn't need anymore explanation. "Oh, dear God. Jo, call 911. I'll see if i can get help."
"911.... 911... Pace, what's the FRICKEN NUMBEFR FOR 911????!!!!!!!!"
"Uh... Jo?"
"huh? oh. Oh yeah. Okay."
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