Ch.2
Joey turned her attention to the male voice she had just heard. She glanced up at him and smiled softly, turning to Brian, "Why don't you go first?" she suggested.
"Yeah, I'll have the pasta with vodka sauce," he told Pacey, "and a Miller Light."
"Okay," Pacey said as he jotted down his order, "And for you?" he asked looking up at her. She looked at him, making eye contact and Pacey felt his breath catch in the back of his throat. Joey stared at him too, his eyes were intriguing. They were this saffire blue, like the sky except had a darker tint of blue. Snap out of it Joey, boyfriend right next to you.
"Uh, I'll have the turkey sandwich," she said.
Her voice, it was soft and sweet, it had this beautiful sound to it. He didn't know what it was about her, she was just so.....
"Are you okay?" Joey asked, noticing his dazed out look.
"Yeah, I just uh...a turkey sandwich right?" he said as he wrote it down.
"Yep, and I'll have a Coke," she told him.
"You don't want anything to drink?" Brian asked her.
"Yeah, a Coke," Joey said, "That's what I said," she said laughing quietly.
"No, I mean with alcohol in it?" Brian replied.
"Oh that's okay, I'm fine," Joey told him, "You know me when it comes to booze," she said, sarcasm heavy in her voice. He laughed, she laughed, Pacey laughed. Pacey didn't know why he laughed, it really wasn't funny, but her laugh made him laugh.
"Okay, well um..." God he couldn't remember what he was going to say, "Right, I'll be back with your drinks," Pacey told them. He walked away and headed into the back kitchen to pour the couple's drinks. He looked behind his shoulder at her. She was talking to him, he assumed her boyfriend, why was he already jealous? First of all, he didn't even know her name. He just moved to Bayonne and started this job two days ago. But, god was she beautiful. Her hair, was this gorgeous shade of brown and her eyes. Her eyes were dark chocolate orbs that looked endless. Drinks, Pacey, Drinks, he thought to himself.
"So Jo, how was did your lecture go today in class?" Brian asked.
"Alright, I completely messed up on this one part, but, it turned out okay," Joey told him, glancing around the restaurant, she saw their waiter walking to the table next to them. He's so cute, Joey thought to herself, O God. What the hell was she thinking? She had a perfectly great guy right next to her and he was crazy about her. Jen told her it was fine to think other guys were hot even though she was dating someone else, but Joey always felt like she was cheating on Brian when she thought things like that about other guys. She looked up at the karaoke bar. A girl, probably a little older than her was there, singing "I Will Survive." She had bright red hair and just as red lipstick, apparantly drunk beyond reason, because she completely hit all the wrong notes.
"God, that girl cannot sing. Earth to Joey," Brian said, rubbing his lips against her temple softly and bringing her back from la-la land.
"Sorry," she apologized, leaning in for a quick kiss, "How was your day today?" she asked against his lips.
"Fine, but I missed you, as always," Brian replied.
"I missed you to," she giggled, kissing him again, harder this time. She parted his lips with her tongue and slid it into his mouth, causing him to groan.
"Uh....." Pacey said, uncomfortably, "Here's your drinks."
"Thanks," Brian said, against Joey's lips, "You can just leave them there." Joey immediately felt awkward and pulled away from Brian, leaving him disappointed.
"Or, we'll just watch you give them to us," Brian said as he gave Joey a quizzical look. She shrugged and noticed Pacey's hands were shaking as he placed the beer next to Brian's plate. He walked over around Joey and when he went to set the drink down, his trembling hands got the best of him, spilling the contents of the ice cold coke all over Joey's lap. She shrieked.
"What the hell?" Brian said as he got up and pulled Joey's seat out and helped her up.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Pacey said, embarrassed, wanting to make the whole situation better.
"It's okay," Joey told him.
"No, it's not," Brian replied, "Listen buddy could you try and be more careful?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to---" Pacey started.
"You didn't mean to spill coke on my girlfriend?" Brian replied. Girlfriend, Pacey thought to himself, damn.
"Brian, it's fine, okay? Stop," Joey warned, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"Well I'm sorry if this asshole wouldn't have spilled the damn drink on you, I wouldn't be so angry," he told Joey, his tone rising.
"Stop it, You're embarrassing me," Joey replied, whispering in his ear.
"Listen, I'm the one who should be embarrassed," Pacey cut in, "It's my second day on the job and well I guess I'm not quite used to the whole ordeal yet."
"We understand," Joey replied.
"No, we don't, this is my girlfriend's dress, your "first day" jitters ruined. Can I talk to the manager?" Brian asked.
"Bri, what the hell? Stop it. You're being completely irrational. Just drop it," Joey sighed as she sat back down, "Don't worry about it."
"No, I feel horrible," Pacey told her.
"Don't, it's really not that big of a deal," she said, placing a hand on her shoulder as he reached down to remove the glass from the floor. He felt a spark run through him at the contact. She quickly pulled her hand away, realizing Brian was already upset enough as it was.
"Okay, well dinner's on the house tonight and the dress, not sure I can fix that, my mom didn't train me in stain removal," Pacey chuckled nervously, attempting to lighten the matter.
Joey laughed, Brian didn't. He sat back down and gave Pacey a nasty look. "Can you go and get our food now?" Brian asked.
"That was rude," Joey snapped.
"I'm sorry, Are you dating him?" he said, sarcasm evident in his voice.
Joey laughed, smiling widely, noticing how cute Brian's jealously act was, "Sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about," she said as she kissed him again, trying to calm him down. She had his full, undivided attention as she reached her hand down and played with the hem of jeans, sliding her tongue into his mouth. She motioned her hand, telling Pacey to go. He walked away and muttered "Shithead," under his breath. Brian pulled away from Joey's lips quickly,
"I'm sorry what did you say?" Brian asked.
"Nothing," Pacey answered quickly, too quickly.
"I'm sorry I thought you threw an expletive my way. Sorry man, but I'm your paying customer. I might be your age, but that doesn't mean you talk to your customer that way," Brian said quickly, his anger increasing by the second, "I'm definitely talking to the manager about this." All the while, Joey was biting her bottom lip fiercely, desperately trying to hold in the fit of laughter about to overtake her system and frustrate Brian even further.
"Listen, I'm sorry. But please don't go to the manager. I really need this job," Pacey pleaded.
"We're not going to go to the manager. However, I think the mature thing that should have been done, is for you not to have made any further comment," Joey couldn't contain her laughter anymore, she burst into a fit of giggles and tried hard to finish her last sentence, "although my boyfriend was far from a gentlemen tonight," Joey told Pacey, giving Brian a look. By this time Pacey was cracking up too, once again, this situation was not that funny, but she was and he liked her. Brian kept throwing Pacey nasty looks, automatically feeling that Joey had taken the waiter's side over his.
"Sorry, sometimes my mouth gets the best of me," Pacey said apologetically, not towards him, but towards her.
"Along with your "first day jitters," Brian said, dryly. Joey started laughing again, "You know Jo, I'm glad you think this is funny." Once she started, she couldn't stop,
"Brian," she said between her laughter, "Why don't we just go back to my place?"
"Fine," he said, grabbing his coat and throwing it over his shoulders. He helped her on with hers, "You're a lucky man," he said, pointing his finger at Pacey. Joey took out her wallet and left him a 10 dollar tip.
"What?" Brian said, shocked, "A tip? He didn't even serve us dinner."
"Yeah, I can't accept that," Pacey said.
"No, I think you did pretty good for your second day on the job," Joey said, her laughter never ending at this point, "Hey, you and him sure made me laugh." Pacey smiled, turning to walk away,
"Thanks," he told her.
"No problem," Joey said, taking Brian's hand.
"I can't believe you gave that jerk a tip," Brian said as they headed to the car.
"Don't worry about it. What do you say we head back to my place? Jen lent me some of her books....." Joey said suggestively, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Mmm...Feeling better already," Brian replied, kissing her soundly.
Pacey looked out the window of the restaurant, looking at her kissing him. He turned around, clearing the plates from their table, putting the $10 dollar tip in his pocket. The familiar sound of the "drunk" version of "What's Love Got to Do With It?" comforting his shattered nerves.
Joey turned her attention to the male voice she had just heard. She glanced up at him and smiled softly, turning to Brian, "Why don't you go first?" she suggested.
"Yeah, I'll have the pasta with vodka sauce," he told Pacey, "and a Miller Light."
"Okay," Pacey said as he jotted down his order, "And for you?" he asked looking up at her. She looked at him, making eye contact and Pacey felt his breath catch in the back of his throat. Joey stared at him too, his eyes were intriguing. They were this saffire blue, like the sky except had a darker tint of blue. Snap out of it Joey, boyfriend right next to you.
"Uh, I'll have the turkey sandwich," she said.
Her voice, it was soft and sweet, it had this beautiful sound to it. He didn't know what it was about her, she was just so.....
"Are you okay?" Joey asked, noticing his dazed out look.
"Yeah, I just uh...a turkey sandwich right?" he said as he wrote it down.
"Yep, and I'll have a Coke," she told him.
"You don't want anything to drink?" Brian asked her.
"Yeah, a Coke," Joey said, "That's what I said," she said laughing quietly.
"No, I mean with alcohol in it?" Brian replied.
"Oh that's okay, I'm fine," Joey told him, "You know me when it comes to booze," she said, sarcasm heavy in her voice. He laughed, she laughed, Pacey laughed. Pacey didn't know why he laughed, it really wasn't funny, but her laugh made him laugh.
"Okay, well um..." God he couldn't remember what he was going to say, "Right, I'll be back with your drinks," Pacey told them. He walked away and headed into the back kitchen to pour the couple's drinks. He looked behind his shoulder at her. She was talking to him, he assumed her boyfriend, why was he already jealous? First of all, he didn't even know her name. He just moved to Bayonne and started this job two days ago. But, god was she beautiful. Her hair, was this gorgeous shade of brown and her eyes. Her eyes were dark chocolate orbs that looked endless. Drinks, Pacey, Drinks, he thought to himself.
"So Jo, how was did your lecture go today in class?" Brian asked.
"Alright, I completely messed up on this one part, but, it turned out okay," Joey told him, glancing around the restaurant, she saw their waiter walking to the table next to them. He's so cute, Joey thought to herself, O God. What the hell was she thinking? She had a perfectly great guy right next to her and he was crazy about her. Jen told her it was fine to think other guys were hot even though she was dating someone else, but Joey always felt like she was cheating on Brian when she thought things like that about other guys. She looked up at the karaoke bar. A girl, probably a little older than her was there, singing "I Will Survive." She had bright red hair and just as red lipstick, apparantly drunk beyond reason, because she completely hit all the wrong notes.
"God, that girl cannot sing. Earth to Joey," Brian said, rubbing his lips against her temple softly and bringing her back from la-la land.
"Sorry," she apologized, leaning in for a quick kiss, "How was your day today?" she asked against his lips.
"Fine, but I missed you, as always," Brian replied.
"I missed you to," she giggled, kissing him again, harder this time. She parted his lips with her tongue and slid it into his mouth, causing him to groan.
"Uh....." Pacey said, uncomfortably, "Here's your drinks."
"Thanks," Brian said, against Joey's lips, "You can just leave them there." Joey immediately felt awkward and pulled away from Brian, leaving him disappointed.
"Or, we'll just watch you give them to us," Brian said as he gave Joey a quizzical look. She shrugged and noticed Pacey's hands were shaking as he placed the beer next to Brian's plate. He walked over around Joey and when he went to set the drink down, his trembling hands got the best of him, spilling the contents of the ice cold coke all over Joey's lap. She shrieked.
"What the hell?" Brian said as he got up and pulled Joey's seat out and helped her up.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Pacey said, embarrassed, wanting to make the whole situation better.
"It's okay," Joey told him.
"No, it's not," Brian replied, "Listen buddy could you try and be more careful?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to---" Pacey started.
"You didn't mean to spill coke on my girlfriend?" Brian replied. Girlfriend, Pacey thought to himself, damn.
"Brian, it's fine, okay? Stop," Joey warned, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"Well I'm sorry if this asshole wouldn't have spilled the damn drink on you, I wouldn't be so angry," he told Joey, his tone rising.
"Stop it, You're embarrassing me," Joey replied, whispering in his ear.
"Listen, I'm the one who should be embarrassed," Pacey cut in, "It's my second day on the job and well I guess I'm not quite used to the whole ordeal yet."
"We understand," Joey replied.
"No, we don't, this is my girlfriend's dress, your "first day" jitters ruined. Can I talk to the manager?" Brian asked.
"Bri, what the hell? Stop it. You're being completely irrational. Just drop it," Joey sighed as she sat back down, "Don't worry about it."
"No, I feel horrible," Pacey told her.
"Don't, it's really not that big of a deal," she said, placing a hand on her shoulder as he reached down to remove the glass from the floor. He felt a spark run through him at the contact. She quickly pulled her hand away, realizing Brian was already upset enough as it was.
"Okay, well dinner's on the house tonight and the dress, not sure I can fix that, my mom didn't train me in stain removal," Pacey chuckled nervously, attempting to lighten the matter.
Joey laughed, Brian didn't. He sat back down and gave Pacey a nasty look. "Can you go and get our food now?" Brian asked.
"That was rude," Joey snapped.
"I'm sorry, Are you dating him?" he said, sarcasm evident in his voice.
Joey laughed, smiling widely, noticing how cute Brian's jealously act was, "Sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about," she said as she kissed him again, trying to calm him down. She had his full, undivided attention as she reached her hand down and played with the hem of jeans, sliding her tongue into his mouth. She motioned her hand, telling Pacey to go. He walked away and muttered "Shithead," under his breath. Brian pulled away from Joey's lips quickly,
"I'm sorry what did you say?" Brian asked.
"Nothing," Pacey answered quickly, too quickly.
"I'm sorry I thought you threw an expletive my way. Sorry man, but I'm your paying customer. I might be your age, but that doesn't mean you talk to your customer that way," Brian said quickly, his anger increasing by the second, "I'm definitely talking to the manager about this." All the while, Joey was biting her bottom lip fiercely, desperately trying to hold in the fit of laughter about to overtake her system and frustrate Brian even further.
"Listen, I'm sorry. But please don't go to the manager. I really need this job," Pacey pleaded.
"We're not going to go to the manager. However, I think the mature thing that should have been done, is for you not to have made any further comment," Joey couldn't contain her laughter anymore, she burst into a fit of giggles and tried hard to finish her last sentence, "although my boyfriend was far from a gentlemen tonight," Joey told Pacey, giving Brian a look. By this time Pacey was cracking up too, once again, this situation was not that funny, but she was and he liked her. Brian kept throwing Pacey nasty looks, automatically feeling that Joey had taken the waiter's side over his.
"Sorry, sometimes my mouth gets the best of me," Pacey said apologetically, not towards him, but towards her.
"Along with your "first day jitters," Brian said, dryly. Joey started laughing again, "You know Jo, I'm glad you think this is funny." Once she started, she couldn't stop,
"Brian," she said between her laughter, "Why don't we just go back to my place?"
"Fine," he said, grabbing his coat and throwing it over his shoulders. He helped her on with hers, "You're a lucky man," he said, pointing his finger at Pacey. Joey took out her wallet and left him a 10 dollar tip.
"What?" Brian said, shocked, "A tip? He didn't even serve us dinner."
"Yeah, I can't accept that," Pacey said.
"No, I think you did pretty good for your second day on the job," Joey said, her laughter never ending at this point, "Hey, you and him sure made me laugh." Pacey smiled, turning to walk away,
"Thanks," he told her.
"No problem," Joey said, taking Brian's hand.
"I can't believe you gave that jerk a tip," Brian said as they headed to the car.
"Don't worry about it. What do you say we head back to my place? Jen lent me some of her books....." Joey said suggestively, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Mmm...Feeling better already," Brian replied, kissing her soundly.
Pacey looked out the window of the restaurant, looking at her kissing him. He turned around, clearing the plates from their table, putting the $10 dollar tip in his pocket. The familiar sound of the "drunk" version of "What's Love Got to Do With It?" comforting his shattered nerves.