Past Pain Chapter 1, a dawson's creek fanfic

Title-"Past Pain"

Author- AJaKe

Rating- PG-13

Authors note- Mostly in the past. Oh and the song "Jumper" by Third Eye Blind

exists back then. Oh and lets just pretend Bessie is a goody-goody.

Disclaimer- Not a chance in Hell that I own Dawson's Creek Sorry. Though if

Kevin would be so kind as to give me Pacey, I certainly wouldn't object. REMEMBER, no feedback, so story

We open with a shot of a 11/12-ish looking brunette girl

walking up the steps to Capeside Middle School. It's the beginning of the

seventh grade for her. She waits expectantly on the steps checking her watch

every so often, and tapping her foot; as if she's waiting for someone. She

believes they're not coming so she turns, fed up, to go up the stone steps.

All of a sudden in a white and blue blur, another brunette, this time male,

is seen running up the steps and puts his arm around the startled young

girl`s shoulders. We learn the pair's names.

"Geez Pacey don't scare me like that, where were you? Do you know how long

I've been waiting for you guys?" She yells at the currently named, Pacey.

"Sorry overslept, forgive me for being a normal kid who hates school, unlike

the abnormal ones like you, who like to wake up early, Miss Josephine." he

retorts.

"IT'S JOEY, OR JO NOT JOSEPHINE, you know how much I hate being called that

terrible name, do it again and prepare to see my fist in your face, got it?"

she says in a stern voice.

"Fine, fine, JOEY, seen Dawson yet?"

"No not yet, How was your summer Pace?"

"I slept through most of it so you tell me." He says grinning from ear to

ear. Joey just rolls her eyes. Without warning a sandy-haired kid comes up to

them, puts both his arms around them, and heads them in the direction of the

door to the school. This must be the aforementioned, Dawson.

"Hey guys, I can not wait to tell you about the summer I spent with my aunt

in Tampa Florida." He informs them.. With one look from Joey looking from

where his arm was and back to him, made him drop his arms immediately.

"That's what lunch is for D, all right ya'll it compare and contrastin' time

get em' out, you know what I'm talkin' about" Pacey says. All three of them

whip out their schedules.

"All right, lets see, I have Math with Joey. She has Science and English with

you Pacey, and we all have Gym and TV Productions together.

"Cool" Dawson tells them.

"Oh hoo-ray, "Joey says sarcastically "I have 4 classes with Pacey"

"Come on Joey you know you want me" Pacey retorts. Dawson just rolls his eyes

at their banter. He's used to it by now, he glances at his watch.

"Gotta go to science see you guys at lunch." He manages to get out before he

dashes around a corner.

"What Daw- ?, she says while turning around, the hallway is nearly empty.

"Damn Pacey We're going to be late," Joey said after looking at her watch."

Come on move it I DO NOT, want to be late to English on the first day of

school." she says to Pacey while practically dragging him down the empty

hallway. As we fade out we can hear Pacey protesting,

"Come on Potter, do we hafta` ?"

Later In the Future

We see Joey walking up the steps of her house. She glances to the left and

catches a glimpse of the driveway, there is a old truck there, she freezes

momentarily, sighs, then opens the door and slowly enters. She tries to creep

silently up the stairs to her room, her safe haven, but the door closing

gives her away SLAM. She winces visibly.

"WHO'S THERE?" we hear a male voice yell.

Joeys sighs "It's just me dad, I'm home from school."

"Well tell me how is school so far, you've been going what is it November

so... three and a half months now? Yeah that's it, so how is it so far?" Mike

Potter asks his daughter.

"Well, we got progress reports today so take a look." She handed him the

report, and keeps on talking,

"I really like my Science class we`re learning a lot, my English class is way

easy, I'm not doing so well in Math but I'll bring my grade up, it's not

that hard." Joey tells him.

"A C, you have a C in Math, when Bessie was your age she was pulling all A's,

and you got a C?" Joey rolled her eyes, she gets this lecture about how

she's not trying at all and never seems to have any homework, when in

actuality she does but prefers to do it in her room, instead of at the dining

room table. Oh and then he compares her to little Miss Perfect Bessie,

straight A's, National Honor Society, yearbook, editor of the school

newspaper, basketball team. Mike continues "You're way smarter than Bessie

you just have to put some effort into it. You should study---" Joey

interrupts him.

"I do study hard, and I do try my best---"

"I don't believe that Joey, you can do better than this. You're not trying

your hardest." he tells her.

"Yes I am dad, I am trying my hardest I-I-I--" her eyes well up with tears

and she swiftly runs up the stairs, goes into her room, and locks the door

behind her. Throwing her book-bag at the foot of her bed and turning on the

radio. "Jumper" by Third Eye Blind is on,

She stared at the radio a moment longer than necessary before her face

crumples and she fell onto her bed crying.

I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,

You could cut ties with all the lies, that you've been living in,

And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand.

I would understand,
The angry boy, a bit too insane,

Icing over a secret pain,

You know you don't belong,

You're the first to fight, You're way too loud,

You're The flash of light, On a burial shroud,

I know something's wrong,

Well everyone I know has got a reason, To say, put the past away,

I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,

You could cut ties with all the lies, That you've been living in,

And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand,

I would understand.

Well he's on the table, And he's gone to code,

And I do not think anyone knows,

What they are doing here,

And your friends have left, You've been dismissed,

I never thought it would come to this, And I, I want you to know,

Everyone's got to face down the demons,

Maybe today, We can put the past away,

I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,

You could cut ties with all the lies, that you've been living in,

And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand,

I would understand,

I would understand...

Can you put the past away, I wish you would step back from that ledge my

friend,

I would understand...