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Disclaimer: I like to pretend I own them sometimes...
Author notes: Seven Day Jesus wrote the song, I wish I was lyrical genius guy, but I'm not. The song doesn't have much to do with the story. Well... It could, if it weren't talking about God. None the less, it's an awesome song and motivates me to write... Viva La Feedback!
You see me,
it's not me
there's something underneath my skin
I wanna tear it all away
and show the beauty that's within
Begin to come unglued
and throw away the older me
Just give it time and then you'll see
I wanna be
a butterfly
flying in the sky with you today
I wanna lose this old cocoon
I wanna do it soon and fly away, away
So tired of
always crawling up the tree to fall back down again
this lowly place where I began is not the place I'm gonna end
so before you sum up all the missing pieces from my head
there's so much further I can get
I wanna be
a butterfly
flying in the sky with you today
I wanna lose this old cocoon
I wanna do it soon and fly away, away
your wind is underneath my wing
it carries me away
it's you my God that makes me sing
when I'm on my way
change a little everyday
I wanna be
a butterfly
flying in the sky with you today
I wanna lose this old cocoon
I wanna do it soon and fly away
you take what's old and make it new
so I can be with you and fly away, away
*Butterfly by: Seven Day Jesus*
"Jaaaaaack, she's killing me." Pacey whined as he sat on a park bench, Jack was sitting against a tree attempting to read. Attempting being the operative word. "Why the hell won't she just see the light?" Pacey queried. "Pacey, last time she 'saw the light' she got burned. Remember, you two, open seas, came back all unrelationshipy?" Jack tried to explain to Pacey. Pacey stood up on the picnic table looking at Jack.
"But it's different now. We've grown, hell, we've all grown. I love her man, I know she loves me. But... She just doesn't want to be together. It kills me, she'll kiss me and I'll think we are headed back, then BAM, 'You know it won't work, Pace.' DAMN WOMEN!" Pacey shouted to noone in particular, his voice booming through the park, earning him a few odd stares. He looked to the people staring at him and took a bow. "I'm up for an Oscar," He shouted, "Remember to cast your votes." Pacey sat on the table, defeated.
"Talk to her, man." Jack offered.
"Thanks Jack." Pacey jumped up from the table and started to walk away. "Thanks." he whispered one last time.
One he made his way back to his pick up truck, his father finally gave it to him, he saw a familiar face sitting in the bed. "Going my way?" Joey asked. "Well," Pacey began, "Depends which way you're going..." Pacey hopped over the tail gate and plopped down next to Joey, leaning against the cab of the truck.
"Pacey... I've come up with the ultimate solution to our relationship..." "Oh, finally realized you can't resist a stud like myself, huh?" Pacey joked. "I'm being serious you jerk, " Joey said with a smile, while playfully punching him in the arm. "This summer we are best friends, nothing more, nothing less. Then once the summer is over and we are at Brown, everything starts new, totally clean slate with us, and we will go from there..." "Is that the best I can get?" Pacey asked, grinning. "Sorry Pal, it's the best I can do. Starting tomorrow, we are best friends and that's it." She said, with a victorious grin on her face. "Wait, you said tomorrow, right?" Pacey questioned happily. "Yes, I said tomorrow." "Well then, come here..."
Pacey pulled Joey over to him, snaking his arms around her waist. He planted small kisses on her lips, before pulling her in for a long, sweet kiss. "3 months Potter, this will be hell." Pacey said as he kissed her again... "See, I knew you wanted me..." Pacey said in between kisses. "I can't help myself, but only today, tomorrow we are friends, remember that." She answered.
2 and a half Months Later...
Pacey lay on the middle of Joey's lawn bushed. The back of his truck was stuffed with her belongings. Oh the joys of being the one with the car. He'd been making trips back and forth the past couple days. Joey chose then to sit next to him, a large cup of Ice Water in hand. She took a drink. "Mmm. This is some good water. Gotta' quench that thirst you know." She said matter of factly, looking directly at Pacey. "Look here Missy," he began, "If you don't give me that water, I may just die here on your lawn, then who is going to drive all your stuff to Brown?"
A smile grew over Joey's face as she turned the cup upside down, spilling the water all over Pacey's face and sweat soaked shirt. Pacey let out a shout as the water came into contact with him, then looked at Joey with that glint in his eye. "Oh, no you don't." Joey began. It was too late, Pacey grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He carried her, kicking and screaming, over to the creek, running alongside her house. She pleaded to him, but it was no use. The next thing she knew she was flying through the air, next stop... The Creek. She let out a scream before she hit the water, but was then swimming.
Pacey collapsed next to the creek in laughter as he saw Joey picking herself up out of the water. She looked annoyed and agitated, which only made Pacey laugh more. Joey finally made it all the way out of the creek and was dripping wet. She let out a large sigh and began making her way to the house, stepping on the still laughing Pacey's chest, walking right over him. As she did this Pacey let out a shout. Joey's face broke into a smile,. knowing he would be coming for her. As soon as Pacey got up, Joey bolted to the house, with Pacey in pursuit.
It had been like this all summer, playful, fun. And they both stuck to the deal. Friends, the best of friends. Their friendship grew more than they had ever imagined. However, Pacey still was in love. That clean slate, even though only days away, still seemed like an eternity away.. Joey didn't tell him, or even think of letting him know, but she was just as anxious as he was, if not more..
To Be Continued.