Part 11
Long Distance Revelation
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I was sitting on the couch running through the initial kiss scene in Pacey's
movie with my girl of the moment when my phone rang. I ignored it, and proceeded
to move in for the kiss. The machine kicked in, and I half listened. My lips had
just met the girl's when the person on the other end began to speak.
"D - get your ass off that couch! She caved Dawson she finally caved!" Jen's
voice resounded through the apartment.
I jumped up and ran to the phone. Grabbing it, I spoke. "No way was it that easy
Jen."
"Of course not, but how else was I going to get you to the phone? She did
however take the first step." Jen replied.
I grimaced, and looked at the girl on the couch who was glaring at me. "She
did?" I asked slowly, while examining the girl's face speculatively.
"She said his name Dawson - to him. She hasn't said his name since - well you
know. She wouldn't even let me say his name around her."
I thought about that as I continued to look at the girl. "I admit - you're
probably right, but that doesn't mean she caved Jen - it just means she's
willing to." A sick realization began to creep up on me as I noticed the girl on
the couch's haircut. I continued to speak to Jen, as I searched for a recent
photo of her."Get Pacey to work at it. Once she cries in front of him they're
well on their way. They really need to talk about it though."
I found the photo as Jen spoke. "Dawson, Joey has changed a lot in three years.
Crying is not as much of an event for her any more. In fact, there will be a lot
of crying before she even admits to herself that she's completely forgiven him,
let alone accepts that nothing happened."
"You're right, but Pacey is going to mope around until this is resolved - at
least to the point where they really are friends again. We can't afford that
once they get here on Sunday." I looked down at the and noticed Jen's hair, then
looked at the girl.
"I'll try to get them talking before then. I'll see you when the plane lands D,
Pacey just left the kitchen."
I looked from the photo to the girl again, and managed to choke out a decent
goodbye to Jen. We hung up and I kept staring at the photo. Pacey had been right
all along. Every girl I'd dated since getting to California - or tried to date
for that matter - looked like Jen.
"You have to go." I said to the girl quietly.
"Why?" she asked.
"Just because. I'll call you okay?" I had no intention of calling her.
"Yeah." she said, and left.
I didn't notice.
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Part 12
Chai
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I got up when I heard the door to the guest room click shut. I walked over to
the kitchen and found Joey pulling down two mugs and her tin of Chai tea.
Without turning, she spoke. "How's Dawson?"
I wasn't surprised that she knew. I walked to the fridge and got out the 2%
milk, smiling a bit. "He's good." I vagued.
"Are you ever going to tell him?" she asked, turning to face me as she ground
the tea. "It's not as though he doesn't feel the same way. I could see it in his
eyes when we went for coffee last week."
"Yeah, but he's just starting to realize it himself." I said, pouring the milk
into the mugs. As I placed them in the microwave, I shook my head. "That's not
why I'm in here Jo. Besides, I still have to deal with Micheal." I grimaced.
"Jen - it was one date. The guy is a loon. If you don't tell him you're coming
to LA with me, he'll find another girl to terrorize." she paused as the
microwave beeped. Extracting the milk, she added the tea to each mug and we
headed over to one of her many couches. "As for the other - I'm not sure. It
felt so good to start talking about it. Even if I only cried on his shoulder.
It's been three years Jen - and I never had closure because I cut myself off
from him. I don't know what happens next though. He's over me, just wants to be
friends. I want more, but I can't have it. I guess I'll have to wait until LA to
find out."
"LA? Are you willing to wait Jo?" I asked as she sipped he tea.
She smiled softly. "I have to be. He wants to show me something when we get
there, and I don't think I should push it until I see it."
Is he NUTS? She'll never forgive herself if he shows her that tape before they
talk."Talk to him Jo. You're both going to be very busy in LA, and you have to
clear the air between you before you work together. You know I'm right."
She nodded, and we sat in silence for a while. "You're right." she said so
softly I wasn't sure I'd heard her right. I finished my tea. "In the morning
though. He needs to sleep - and so do I." I'll see you tommorow night though -
Lush - at nine?"
I put my mug down. "I'll drop his duffel by before I go to work. Don't worry,
I've still got that key you gave me when you went to visit Bess last year."
"Thanks Jen." she said, and I left her there.
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Part 13
Bacon
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When I woke up the next morning I inhaled deeply. There was bacon cooking. I got
up and saw my duffel bag sitting on a chair in the corner. Jen must have dropped
it off. I dressed in a pair of green ER pants and a t-shirt and walked over to
the partitioned kitchen area. There I found none other than Joey cooking.
"Smells good." I commented lightly.
"Surprised?" she inquired. "Coffee is in the cabinet next to the fridge."
I walked over and opened the cabinet to find what was probably equivalent to a
Starbucks' supply of coffee. "Could you have any more coffee Jo?" I asked
sarcastically. "Or are you trying to start a new coffee shop in SoHo?"
"Watch yourself Witter." she said, brandishing her tongs like weapons.
"Oh no - it's the big bad tongs! I'd better hide!" I said, laughing. "What kind
oh mistress of the coffee? You've got like 200 in there."
"How does a Pacific Light Roast sound? It's the one with the parrot on the
front." she replied lightly.
"Whatever." I said, muttering something about crazy New Yorkers and their
coffee.
She turned her tongs on me. "Pardon?"
"Never mind." I surrendered.
"Good." she smiled triumphantly, having won. Then she laughed musically. "I
missed you Witter." she said, shaking her head.
I smiled broadly. "I missed you too Potter."
We sat down on barstools next to the island in her kitchen, and ate quietly. I
started to get uncomfortable, then she spoke.
"Pacey - I know there's something in LA that you want me to see. But is it
really all that important? I mean - we're both going to be busy with the movie,
and working together with this hanging over us is - "
"Jo!" I interupted her ramblings. "You're right." I knew she was. We - I - had
to get this out of the way.
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Part 14
Guilt
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I was amazed that he'd agreed with me. "So where do we start?" I asked
awkwardly. The casual atmosphere that had made me so comfortable with him
earlier was gone. This was a subject that should probably have been deemed taboo
between us.
"Why don't you tell me your side of that night." he said carefully. "Seeing as
you brought it up."
I nodded slowly. "I guess it started just after we finished up with Changes and
started on Dawson's movie. You and Andie were always hanging out, I guess I
started to get insecure." I met his unwavering gaze. "I knew it was crazy, but
you had so much chemistry on-set, and so much history. Long story short, I was
on my way to movie night, and when I stepped through the curtains, there you
were - getting dressed. Maybe I jumped to conclusions, but admit it - it looked
bad."
He nodded. "It probably did. Do you remember how Dawson made a big thing about
that particular movie night?" I nodded, and he continued. "There was a reason
for that. Did you ever see his entrance film?"
"No. I took off before filming ended."
He exhaled slowly. "No, you didn't. We'd just filmed the final scene when you
walked in. Dawson was in the bathroom. The reason he'd made such a big deal is
that he was going to show it to you for critiquing."
I stared at him, my hand frozen in mid-air holding my coffee mug. He'd never
cheated on me with Andie. They hadn't slept together that night. Slowly, I
lowered my mug, ready to speak, when he continued.
"You had every right to be upset Jo. You didn't know we were filming." he
insisted.
I thought about that, then looked at his earnest face. He was wrong though. I
should have waited. I should have let him explain. I felt the tears rise up in
my eyes again, and I fled.
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Part 15
Friends again
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I watched her run. I wanted to follow her - God only knows how much, but I
couldn't. I knew how she felt. She felt the same way I did when I found out she
was gone. I put my head in my hands and ran my fingers through my hair. Suddenly
an idea came to me. I just had to help her realize that it was okay - everything
had turned out for the better. I rose, and slowly walked to her door. I could
hear her sobbing. "Can I come in Jo?"
"No!"
Oooooooookay..............this wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. "Jo,
please don't cry. Yeah, our lives are different now - but maybe they're better."
She flung the door open. "How are they better Pace? How? I threw away the best
thing I ever had because of a MOVIE SCENE!!! How could things possibly be better
this way? How could we possibly be better off having had this happen?" she
demanded.
I looked her full in the face. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come to New
York?" I asked bluntly.
She stopped. Stopped crying, stopped gesturing, stopped everything. After a bit,
she spoke again. "I didn't think it was important. LA was my second choice
anyway." she whispered.
I shook my head. "Jo - you never even mentioned that you'd applied to NYU."
"Maybe I didn't, but that was not the point at the time. You wanted California."
she stated simply.
I looked at her strongly and she figeted uneasily. "Josephine Potter - you
should have told me. You know that. At the very least you should have mentioned
that you'd applied." I said firmly.
"Okay! I was wrong. I admit that now - and maybe my life is good now. That
doesn't change the fact that I gave up the best thing in my entire life over a
movie scene Pacey. A movie that I never saw to be exact." she said softly. "It
doesn't make it so that we're friends again."
I took that information in as calmly as I could. Friends. That's all she wanted
now. She just wanted to be friends. "I think we already are Potter." I
responded. "I don't think we ever really lost the friendship - just put it on
hold for a while."
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Part 16
As much as possible
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Friends. I'm destined to be a perpetual friend to the love of my life. Tho the
only man I will ever want to be with. Great. Just great. Friends. So much for
true love. "So we're friend then?" I asked calmly.
"Yeah. We are."
I smiled wanly. "Okay then. I suppose I should get dressed."
"Why? Are we going somewhere?"
"Well, we have only two full days in New York before catching that jet you
hired. I want to be a tourist for those two days since I never took the time
when I got here. I'm thinking we can start at the Statue of Liberty and wing it
from there. We don't have to be at LUSH until nine, but we should dress for the
club since I want to be at this tourist thing all day."
"Right." he said, and turned to the guest room.
I entered my room, closed the door and walked over to the closet. I flipped
quickly through my club outfits, trying to find one that I could wear all day
and not be uncomfortable. I settled on a pair of tight black pants that stopped
at my ankles, a blue sarong and one of my blue halter tops.
I finished off the outfit with a plain black choker and big platinum hoop
earrings. I changed my navel ring to a platinum one with a blue sapphire in it,
and pulled my hair up with my favorite black chopsticks. I grabbed my ankle
length black cardigan and left my room, not allowing myself time to cry.
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Part 17
Temptation lurks
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I entered the guest room and opened my suitcase. I allowed myself only the
briefest moment of dwelling on the fact that the love of my life was now
destined to be my friend. I had to admit that anything was better than the
nothing we'd had for the past three years, but still - this just proved it. True
love was for suckers.
I grabbed the first decent clothes I pulled out of my suitcase. A pair of black
pants, a royal blue shirt, and a black belt with a simple silver buckle made up
the outfit, and my thick sterling chain showed slightly above my collarbone,
which was exposed by my open shirt. I pulled on my black hiking boots, they were
new so didn't look too bad, but I knew we would be walking around all day. I
shrugged on my black leather duster and stepped out of the room just as Joey
stood from slipping on some sandals at the front door.
She was also in black & blue.
"How on earth could you have known I would wear black & blue Witter?" she asked
maliciously.
"Relax Potter. It's not like I had a large set of options." I said.
"Right. Not that you don't look great! I just - I thought - I was surprised."
"No problem." I eyed her own outfit."You don't look so bad yourself. Should we
head out?" I stepped nearer her and noticed a blue glint in her navel. "When did
you get that pierced?"
She flushed and fingered it lightly. "About a year ago. Geoff dared me to do it
- that's why his eyebrow is pierced. I said I would do this if he got his
eyebrow done. He did - so I did."
I acted purely on impulse, forgetting our earlier decision about friendship
only. "May I look?" I stepped right in front of her.
She nodded mutely and I sank to my knees for a better view.
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Long Distance Revelation
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I was sitting on the couch running through the initial kiss scene in Pacey's
movie with my girl of the moment when my phone rang. I ignored it, and proceeded
to move in for the kiss. The machine kicked in, and I half listened. My lips had
just met the girl's when the person on the other end began to speak.
"D - get your ass off that couch! She caved Dawson she finally caved!" Jen's
voice resounded through the apartment.
I jumped up and ran to the phone. Grabbing it, I spoke. "No way was it that easy
Jen."
"Of course not, but how else was I going to get you to the phone? She did
however take the first step." Jen replied.
I grimaced, and looked at the girl on the couch who was glaring at me. "She
did?" I asked slowly, while examining the girl's face speculatively.
"She said his name Dawson - to him. She hasn't said his name since - well you
know. She wouldn't even let me say his name around her."
I thought about that as I continued to look at the girl. "I admit - you're
probably right, but that doesn't mean she caved Jen - it just means she's
willing to." A sick realization began to creep up on me as I noticed the girl on
the couch's haircut. I continued to speak to Jen, as I searched for a recent
photo of her."Get Pacey to work at it. Once she cries in front of him they're
well on their way. They really need to talk about it though."
I found the photo as Jen spoke. "Dawson, Joey has changed a lot in three years.
Crying is not as much of an event for her any more. In fact, there will be a lot
of crying before she even admits to herself that she's completely forgiven him,
let alone accepts that nothing happened."
"You're right, but Pacey is going to mope around until this is resolved - at
least to the point where they really are friends again. We can't afford that
once they get here on Sunday." I looked down at the and noticed Jen's hair, then
looked at the girl.
"I'll try to get them talking before then. I'll see you when the plane lands D,
Pacey just left the kitchen."
I looked from the photo to the girl again, and managed to choke out a decent
goodbye to Jen. We hung up and I kept staring at the photo. Pacey had been right
all along. Every girl I'd dated since getting to California - or tried to date
for that matter - looked like Jen.
"You have to go." I said to the girl quietly.
"Why?" she asked.
"Just because. I'll call you okay?" I had no intention of calling her.
"Yeah." she said, and left.
I didn't notice.
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Part 12
Chai
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I got up when I heard the door to the guest room click shut. I walked over to
the kitchen and found Joey pulling down two mugs and her tin of Chai tea.
Without turning, she spoke. "How's Dawson?"
I wasn't surprised that she knew. I walked to the fridge and got out the 2%
milk, smiling a bit. "He's good." I vagued.
"Are you ever going to tell him?" she asked, turning to face me as she ground
the tea. "It's not as though he doesn't feel the same way. I could see it in his
eyes when we went for coffee last week."
"Yeah, but he's just starting to realize it himself." I said, pouring the milk
into the mugs. As I placed them in the microwave, I shook my head. "That's not
why I'm in here Jo. Besides, I still have to deal with Micheal." I grimaced.
"Jen - it was one date. The guy is a loon. If you don't tell him you're coming
to LA with me, he'll find another girl to terrorize." she paused as the
microwave beeped. Extracting the milk, she added the tea to each mug and we
headed over to one of her many couches. "As for the other - I'm not sure. It
felt so good to start talking about it. Even if I only cried on his shoulder.
It's been three years Jen - and I never had closure because I cut myself off
from him. I don't know what happens next though. He's over me, just wants to be
friends. I want more, but I can't have it. I guess I'll have to wait until LA to
find out."
"LA? Are you willing to wait Jo?" I asked as she sipped he tea.
She smiled softly. "I have to be. He wants to show me something when we get
there, and I don't think I should push it until I see it."
Is he NUTS? She'll never forgive herself if he shows her that tape before they
talk."Talk to him Jo. You're both going to be very busy in LA, and you have to
clear the air between you before you work together. You know I'm right."
She nodded, and we sat in silence for a while. "You're right." she said so
softly I wasn't sure I'd heard her right. I finished my tea. "In the morning
though. He needs to sleep - and so do I." I'll see you tommorow night though -
Lush - at nine?"
I put my mug down. "I'll drop his duffel by before I go to work. Don't worry,
I've still got that key you gave me when you went to visit Bess last year."
"Thanks Jen." she said, and I left her there.
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Part 13
Bacon
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When I woke up the next morning I inhaled deeply. There was bacon cooking. I got
up and saw my duffel bag sitting on a chair in the corner. Jen must have dropped
it off. I dressed in a pair of green ER pants and a t-shirt and walked over to
the partitioned kitchen area. There I found none other than Joey cooking.
"Smells good." I commented lightly.
"Surprised?" she inquired. "Coffee is in the cabinet next to the fridge."
I walked over and opened the cabinet to find what was probably equivalent to a
Starbucks' supply of coffee. "Could you have any more coffee Jo?" I asked
sarcastically. "Or are you trying to start a new coffee shop in SoHo?"
"Watch yourself Witter." she said, brandishing her tongs like weapons.
"Oh no - it's the big bad tongs! I'd better hide!" I said, laughing. "What kind
oh mistress of the coffee? You've got like 200 in there."
"How does a Pacific Light Roast sound? It's the one with the parrot on the
front." she replied lightly.
"Whatever." I said, muttering something about crazy New Yorkers and their
coffee.
She turned her tongs on me. "Pardon?"
"Never mind." I surrendered.
"Good." she smiled triumphantly, having won. Then she laughed musically. "I
missed you Witter." she said, shaking her head.
I smiled broadly. "I missed you too Potter."
We sat down on barstools next to the island in her kitchen, and ate quietly. I
started to get uncomfortable, then she spoke.
"Pacey - I know there's something in LA that you want me to see. But is it
really all that important? I mean - we're both going to be busy with the movie,
and working together with this hanging over us is - "
"Jo!" I interupted her ramblings. "You're right." I knew she was. We - I - had
to get this out of the way.
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Part 14
Guilt
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I was amazed that he'd agreed with me. "So where do we start?" I asked
awkwardly. The casual atmosphere that had made me so comfortable with him
earlier was gone. This was a subject that should probably have been deemed taboo
between us.
"Why don't you tell me your side of that night." he said carefully. "Seeing as
you brought it up."
I nodded slowly. "I guess it started just after we finished up with Changes and
started on Dawson's movie. You and Andie were always hanging out, I guess I
started to get insecure." I met his unwavering gaze. "I knew it was crazy, but
you had so much chemistry on-set, and so much history. Long story short, I was
on my way to movie night, and when I stepped through the curtains, there you
were - getting dressed. Maybe I jumped to conclusions, but admit it - it looked
bad."
He nodded. "It probably did. Do you remember how Dawson made a big thing about
that particular movie night?" I nodded, and he continued. "There was a reason
for that. Did you ever see his entrance film?"
"No. I took off before filming ended."
He exhaled slowly. "No, you didn't. We'd just filmed the final scene when you
walked in. Dawson was in the bathroom. The reason he'd made such a big deal is
that he was going to show it to you for critiquing."
I stared at him, my hand frozen in mid-air holding my coffee mug. He'd never
cheated on me with Andie. They hadn't slept together that night. Slowly, I
lowered my mug, ready to speak, when he continued.
"You had every right to be upset Jo. You didn't know we were filming." he
insisted.
I thought about that, then looked at his earnest face. He was wrong though. I
should have waited. I should have let him explain. I felt the tears rise up in
my eyes again, and I fled.
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Part 15
Friends again
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I watched her run. I wanted to follow her - God only knows how much, but I
couldn't. I knew how she felt. She felt the same way I did when I found out she
was gone. I put my head in my hands and ran my fingers through my hair. Suddenly
an idea came to me. I just had to help her realize that it was okay - everything
had turned out for the better. I rose, and slowly walked to her door. I could
hear her sobbing. "Can I come in Jo?"
"No!"
Oooooooookay..............this wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. "Jo,
please don't cry. Yeah, our lives are different now - but maybe they're better."
She flung the door open. "How are they better Pace? How? I threw away the best
thing I ever had because of a MOVIE SCENE!!! How could things possibly be better
this way? How could we possibly be better off having had this happen?" she
demanded.
I looked her full in the face. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come to New
York?" I asked bluntly.
She stopped. Stopped crying, stopped gesturing, stopped everything. After a bit,
she spoke again. "I didn't think it was important. LA was my second choice
anyway." she whispered.
I shook my head. "Jo - you never even mentioned that you'd applied to NYU."
"Maybe I didn't, but that was not the point at the time. You wanted California."
she stated simply.
I looked at her strongly and she figeted uneasily. "Josephine Potter - you
should have told me. You know that. At the very least you should have mentioned
that you'd applied." I said firmly.
"Okay! I was wrong. I admit that now - and maybe my life is good now. That
doesn't change the fact that I gave up the best thing in my entire life over a
movie scene Pacey. A movie that I never saw to be exact." she said softly. "It
doesn't make it so that we're friends again."
I took that information in as calmly as I could. Friends. That's all she wanted
now. She just wanted to be friends. "I think we already are Potter." I
responded. "I don't think we ever really lost the friendship - just put it on
hold for a while."
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Part 16
As much as possible
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Friends. I'm destined to be a perpetual friend to the love of my life. Tho the
only man I will ever want to be with. Great. Just great. Friends. So much for
true love. "So we're friend then?" I asked calmly.
"Yeah. We are."
I smiled wanly. "Okay then. I suppose I should get dressed."
"Why? Are we going somewhere?"
"Well, we have only two full days in New York before catching that jet you
hired. I want to be a tourist for those two days since I never took the time
when I got here. I'm thinking we can start at the Statue of Liberty and wing it
from there. We don't have to be at LUSH until nine, but we should dress for the
club since I want to be at this tourist thing all day."
"Right." he said, and turned to the guest room.
I entered my room, closed the door and walked over to the closet. I flipped
quickly through my club outfits, trying to find one that I could wear all day
and not be uncomfortable. I settled on a pair of tight black pants that stopped
at my ankles, a blue sarong and one of my blue halter tops.
I finished off the outfit with a plain black choker and big platinum hoop
earrings. I changed my navel ring to a platinum one with a blue sapphire in it,
and pulled my hair up with my favorite black chopsticks. I grabbed my ankle
length black cardigan and left my room, not allowing myself time to cry.
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Part 17
Temptation lurks
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I entered the guest room and opened my suitcase. I allowed myself only the
briefest moment of dwelling on the fact that the love of my life was now
destined to be my friend. I had to admit that anything was better than the
nothing we'd had for the past three years, but still - this just proved it. True
love was for suckers.
I grabbed the first decent clothes I pulled out of my suitcase. A pair of black
pants, a royal blue shirt, and a black belt with a simple silver buckle made up
the outfit, and my thick sterling chain showed slightly above my collarbone,
which was exposed by my open shirt. I pulled on my black hiking boots, they were
new so didn't look too bad, but I knew we would be walking around all day. I
shrugged on my black leather duster and stepped out of the room just as Joey
stood from slipping on some sandals at the front door.
She was also in black & blue.
"How on earth could you have known I would wear black & blue Witter?" she asked
maliciously.
"Relax Potter. It's not like I had a large set of options." I said.
"Right. Not that you don't look great! I just - I thought - I was surprised."
"No problem." I eyed her own outfit."You don't look so bad yourself. Should we
head out?" I stepped nearer her and noticed a blue glint in her navel. "When did
you get that pierced?"
She flushed and fingered it lightly. "About a year ago. Geoff dared me to do it
- that's why his eyebrow is pierced. I said I would do this if he got his
eyebrow done. He did - so I did."
I acted purely on impulse, forgetting our earlier decision about friendship
only. "May I look?" I stepped right in front of her.
She nodded mutely and I sank to my knees for a better view.
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