Ch.3
She woke up in his arms, turning to switch the blaring alarm clock off that was buzzing in her ear. She looked at his sleeping form, running her finger down his chest. He opened his eyes, "Hey," he said, sleepily.
"How'd you sleep?" she asked him.
"Fine," he replied, "You really wore me out last night, Jo."
"Good," she said, smiling, planting a kiss on his cheek, "I'm supposed to meet Jen for lunch today at 1. I'm gonna get ready for classes, go to calculus, skip bio, and tonight I'll call you so we can do something."
"Skipping bio?" he asked.
"Yeah, don't really feel like going," Joey said, simply.
"Doesn't sound like my studious girlfriend talking," he replied.
"Yeah, well this studious girl needs a damn break," she told him.
"Okay, then a break it is," he answered, kissing her nose.
"Glad you understand, I also need a job," she said as she got out of the bed and threw her sweatshirt over her head.
"Well, what do you want to do?" he asked.
"I don't know, something..."she answered.
"Tonight if you want, we can check some stuff out," he suggested.
"Sounds good," Joey replied, as she threw on a pair of jeans and quickly ran a brush through her hair.
"I'm still shocked you gave that waiter a tip last night," Brian said as he got out of the bed.
"Oh my god! You are still fixed on that? Get over it," Joey said, smiling in disbelief. She thought back to last night, it was highly amusing. And that waiter, what was his name, Pete....no...Paul...that wasn't it....Pascal....yuck....hopefully not...Pacey. That was it. Aw, what a cute name.
"Okay, Okay, I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Oh, it's alright," she said as she threw her arms around his neck, kissing him softly, before heading into the bathroom.
After her calculus class ended, Joey got in her car and drove back to Bayonne, to pick up Jen and go to their favorite pizza place for lunch. As she was driving, she looked around at the scenery surrounding her. The city was busy with school kids and people window shopping along the streets. The sky was a gray, dull color. It was one of those days that she hated living in Bayonne. The days that she desperately wanted to run to somewhere that was beautiful and not so....how could she put it....old. Not old in the sense of a city dating back a long time ago, but old in the sense that everything was familiar. Every twist in the road, every shop on the corner, every sign visible from the highway. She hadn't been introduced to something new in ages, she'd had the same friends since she was 5 and apart from moving to an apartment, she had lived in the same area of her small town her whole life. Not everyday felt so boring, when the sun was out and the streets were more active with people, she loved where she lived. She loved that she could drive by and wave to five people in a row, that was the nice thing about Bayonne, everybody knew everybody. Nobody ever felt alone, except maybe if you were new, then it took awhile to get to know people. She snapped out of her thoughts when she pulled into Jen and her grandmother's driveway. She knocked on the door, she was so used to, god could she use some change in her life.
"Hey Jo," Jen greeted, "Come on, let's go, Grams is trying to teach me how to sew this hole in my skirt and it's not going well." Jen slipped her arm through Joey's and the two walked to the restaurant.
"So how did my books work out?" Jen asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Amazingly," Joey giggled.
"See I told you," Jen said, "Which chapter did you like the best, I thought that the--"
"Okay, we're completely done with this conversation," Joey said, laughing.
"Alright, Alright," Jen replied as they walked through the front door and seated themselves at the nearest table. After they had ordered, the conversation between the girls began.
"So Bri, stopped by this morning," Jen told Joey.
"Really, what for?" Joey asked.
"Just to stop in I guess, he brought us donuts," Jen replied.
"That was nice," Joey said as she sipped her coke.
"Yes it was," Jen answered, "I heard him ranting and raving to Jack about some waiter who spilled coke on your dress last night."
"Oh my gosh, he has serious problems letting go," Joey said, laughing, "Yeah, this waiter, he was so sweet and it was his second day of working and he didn't mean to spill the drink on me."
"Was he hot?" Jen asked.
"He was cute," Joey replied.
"How gorgeous was he?" Jen questioned.
Joey laughed, "I said he was cute."
"I know you, you thought he was hot," Jen stated.
"Yeah, but I hate talking about this when I'm dating someone else, you know that," Joey said as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Why?" Jen asked.
"Because I feel bad about Brian," Joey told her.
"I need someone to talk to about guys. It's not like I'm gonna run to Brian and tell him everything you say. So about this waiter, was he available?" Jen questioned.
"I don't know! I wasn't able to exchange numbers with him," she answered, sarcastically.
"You might need to take me to that restaurant, I want to meet this hunk," Jen said as she tore her napkin.
"Hunk? I don't think I've heard that word since...well...never. Who uses the word 'hunk'? Joey laughed.
"Shut up," Jen replied.
"Besides, I'm not taking you there today. Today you and I are going to find me a job," Joey said as she made room on the table so the waiter could put the pizza down.
"A job?" Jen asked, as she dug into her first slice.
"Yes, a job. I need one, my apartment bill is high and I'm feeling like I need to find another source of income then--" Joey stopped short and looked away from the door quickly.
"What Joey?" Jen asked.
"Oh my god. Oh, please hide me, please, please," Joey begged as she used her hand to cover her face.
"What? Why?" Jen asked, as she set her slice of pizza down.
"The guy who just walked in, that was my waiter last night," Joey whispered, "He probably thinks I'm such a pig because now he's seen me eat out twice!"
"Where is he?" Jen asked in her normal speaking voice.
"Will you shut the hell up?" Joey asked, her voice quiet.
"Sorry, which one?" Jen questioned, whispering.
Joey looked up and spotted him at the counter, "That one," she said using her eyes to direct Jen to the there. Jen turned around and looked at him.
"Oh my, he is hot," Jen said, her excitement turning her voice level up about 4 notches.
"Jen!" Joey said, whispering very loudly, "Will you shut up?"
"Okay, sorry," Jen replied, "I'm gonna get him to come talk to us."
"No, please don't," Joey begged.
"Oh come on. Not to annoy you, for me. I need someone too, Please....Besides, why do you care so much, it's not like you should be embarrassed, it's not like your interested, or are you?" Jen asked, her voice suggesting.
"Jen! I'm dating Brian. To prove to you are completely wrong, call him over here. I think his name's Pacey," Joey told her.
"You remembered his name?" Jen said laughing.
"It's kind of hard to forget a name like that," Joey replied, "But don't call it, then it looks like I--".
"Pacey!" Jen called. He turned around and looked at the person guilty of calling his name. Joey sunk lower in her seat. Jen motioned him to come closer and he did, "Hey."
"Hi," Pacey replied, "Do I know you?" he asked.
"No, but you know my friend. This is Joey. I'm Jen," she told him, holding out her hand. He shook it and looked up at her friend. It was the girl from the restaurant. God she was beautiful. He immediately remembered how the night before had gone down and was humiliated.
"Hi," Joey said, reaching her hand across the table, "Nice to meet you."
"You too," he said, shaking her hand, feeling the same sparks from the night before, wondering if she felt them too, "How's your dress?"
"Fine," Joey said, smiling and pulling her hand away from his slowly. His eyes were mesmerizing, she could just stare into them---
"And the boyfriend?" Pacey asked.
"He's fine too," Joey answered, "Calmed down considerably."
"That's good," Pacey said as he looked back towards Jen who had been watching the display of pleasantries with a smirk on her face.
"Are you new here Pacey?" Jen asked.
"Yeah, moved here from Boston to live with my uncle," Pacey answered, "he's sick and my dad wanted me to look after him for awhile."
"You in school?" Jen questioned.
"Nope, I actually work at the restaurant on 5th, the one with the karaoke bar," Pacey replied.
"I know Joey told me," Jen said as she bit into her second slice of pizza.
"I did?" Joey asked, giving Jen an evil look.
"Maybe not, no actually I think I saw you there," Jen told him.
"Yeah," Pacey said, still staring at Joey. Realizing his gaze, he dropped his eyes back to Jen.
"Actually Joey, here, was looking for a job," Jen told him, "Is there a waitress opening?"
"I'm not sure, all I know is that it would be nice to have someone my age around because all the other servers are older," Pacey said.
"Well she might look into it," Jen replied.
"It was nice meeting you two," Pacey said as he went back to the counter after hearing his order called, "I guess I'll see you guys around."
"Okay," Jen answered.
"I can't believe you," Joey said, under her breath.
"He's so sweet," Jen countered, "You should totally work there."
"No, I don't think Bri would go for that," she answered.
"Who the hell cares Jo? You love that place and it's good pay. Brian wants you to do what makes you happy and that place would be fun to work at," Jen explained.
"I know," Joey said as she finished her slice of pizza,"I'll consider it."
"Good," Jen replied.
After lunch, the girls looked around for some jobs, none that Joey took an interest in. She walked Jen home and called Brian to do something that night. She decided to keep looking for a job, when she had no luck, she knew what she had to do, this was her last option, plus, she did love the place. She walked into her favorite karaoke bar. She spotted Pacey sitting talking to another waiter. He turned around, smiled softly and headed over to her. Could he sense her presence? Wow, that was weird. He thought to himself.
"Hey, Joey right?" he greeted.
"Yeah, Hey. Do you know where I can get a job application?"
She woke up in his arms, turning to switch the blaring alarm clock off that was buzzing in her ear. She looked at his sleeping form, running her finger down his chest. He opened his eyes, "Hey," he said, sleepily.
"How'd you sleep?" she asked him.
"Fine," he replied, "You really wore me out last night, Jo."
"Good," she said, smiling, planting a kiss on his cheek, "I'm supposed to meet Jen for lunch today at 1. I'm gonna get ready for classes, go to calculus, skip bio, and tonight I'll call you so we can do something."
"Skipping bio?" he asked.
"Yeah, don't really feel like going," Joey said, simply.
"Doesn't sound like my studious girlfriend talking," he replied.
"Yeah, well this studious girl needs a damn break," she told him.
"Okay, then a break it is," he answered, kissing her nose.
"Glad you understand, I also need a job," she said as she got out of the bed and threw her sweatshirt over her head.
"Well, what do you want to do?" he asked.
"I don't know, something..."she answered.
"Tonight if you want, we can check some stuff out," he suggested.
"Sounds good," Joey replied, as she threw on a pair of jeans and quickly ran a brush through her hair.
"I'm still shocked you gave that waiter a tip last night," Brian said as he got out of the bed.
"Oh my god! You are still fixed on that? Get over it," Joey said, smiling in disbelief. She thought back to last night, it was highly amusing. And that waiter, what was his name, Pete....no...Paul...that wasn't it....Pascal....yuck....hopefully not...Pacey. That was it. Aw, what a cute name.
"Okay, Okay, I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Oh, it's alright," she said as she threw her arms around his neck, kissing him softly, before heading into the bathroom.
After her calculus class ended, Joey got in her car and drove back to Bayonne, to pick up Jen and go to their favorite pizza place for lunch. As she was driving, she looked around at the scenery surrounding her. The city was busy with school kids and people window shopping along the streets. The sky was a gray, dull color. It was one of those days that she hated living in Bayonne. The days that she desperately wanted to run to somewhere that was beautiful and not so....how could she put it....old. Not old in the sense of a city dating back a long time ago, but old in the sense that everything was familiar. Every twist in the road, every shop on the corner, every sign visible from the highway. She hadn't been introduced to something new in ages, she'd had the same friends since she was 5 and apart from moving to an apartment, she had lived in the same area of her small town her whole life. Not everyday felt so boring, when the sun was out and the streets were more active with people, she loved where she lived. She loved that she could drive by and wave to five people in a row, that was the nice thing about Bayonne, everybody knew everybody. Nobody ever felt alone, except maybe if you were new, then it took awhile to get to know people. She snapped out of her thoughts when she pulled into Jen and her grandmother's driveway. She knocked on the door, she was so used to, god could she use some change in her life.
"Hey Jo," Jen greeted, "Come on, let's go, Grams is trying to teach me how to sew this hole in my skirt and it's not going well." Jen slipped her arm through Joey's and the two walked to the restaurant.
"So how did my books work out?" Jen asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Amazingly," Joey giggled.
"See I told you," Jen said, "Which chapter did you like the best, I thought that the--"
"Okay, we're completely done with this conversation," Joey said, laughing.
"Alright, Alright," Jen replied as they walked through the front door and seated themselves at the nearest table. After they had ordered, the conversation between the girls began.
"So Bri, stopped by this morning," Jen told Joey.
"Really, what for?" Joey asked.
"Just to stop in I guess, he brought us donuts," Jen replied.
"That was nice," Joey said as she sipped her coke.
"Yes it was," Jen answered, "I heard him ranting and raving to Jack about some waiter who spilled coke on your dress last night."
"Oh my gosh, he has serious problems letting go," Joey said, laughing, "Yeah, this waiter, he was so sweet and it was his second day of working and he didn't mean to spill the drink on me."
"Was he hot?" Jen asked.
"He was cute," Joey replied.
"How gorgeous was he?" Jen questioned.
Joey laughed, "I said he was cute."
"I know you, you thought he was hot," Jen stated.
"Yeah, but I hate talking about this when I'm dating someone else, you know that," Joey said as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Why?" Jen asked.
"Because I feel bad about Brian," Joey told her.
"I need someone to talk to about guys. It's not like I'm gonna run to Brian and tell him everything you say. So about this waiter, was he available?" Jen questioned.
"I don't know! I wasn't able to exchange numbers with him," she answered, sarcastically.
"You might need to take me to that restaurant, I want to meet this hunk," Jen said as she tore her napkin.
"Hunk? I don't think I've heard that word since...well...never. Who uses the word 'hunk'? Joey laughed.
"Shut up," Jen replied.
"Besides, I'm not taking you there today. Today you and I are going to find me a job," Joey said as she made room on the table so the waiter could put the pizza down.
"A job?" Jen asked, as she dug into her first slice.
"Yes, a job. I need one, my apartment bill is high and I'm feeling like I need to find another source of income then--" Joey stopped short and looked away from the door quickly.
"What Joey?" Jen asked.
"Oh my god. Oh, please hide me, please, please," Joey begged as she used her hand to cover her face.
"What? Why?" Jen asked, as she set her slice of pizza down.
"The guy who just walked in, that was my waiter last night," Joey whispered, "He probably thinks I'm such a pig because now he's seen me eat out twice!"
"Where is he?" Jen asked in her normal speaking voice.
"Will you shut the hell up?" Joey asked, her voice quiet.
"Sorry, which one?" Jen questioned, whispering.
Joey looked up and spotted him at the counter, "That one," she said using her eyes to direct Jen to the there. Jen turned around and looked at him.
"Oh my, he is hot," Jen said, her excitement turning her voice level up about 4 notches.
"Jen!" Joey said, whispering very loudly, "Will you shut up?"
"Okay, sorry," Jen replied, "I'm gonna get him to come talk to us."
"No, please don't," Joey begged.
"Oh come on. Not to annoy you, for me. I need someone too, Please....Besides, why do you care so much, it's not like you should be embarrassed, it's not like your interested, or are you?" Jen asked, her voice suggesting.
"Jen! I'm dating Brian. To prove to you are completely wrong, call him over here. I think his name's Pacey," Joey told her.
"You remembered his name?" Jen said laughing.
"It's kind of hard to forget a name like that," Joey replied, "But don't call it, then it looks like I--".
"Pacey!" Jen called. He turned around and looked at the person guilty of calling his name. Joey sunk lower in her seat. Jen motioned him to come closer and he did, "Hey."
"Hi," Pacey replied, "Do I know you?" he asked.
"No, but you know my friend. This is Joey. I'm Jen," she told him, holding out her hand. He shook it and looked up at her friend. It was the girl from the restaurant. God she was beautiful. He immediately remembered how the night before had gone down and was humiliated.
"Hi," Joey said, reaching her hand across the table, "Nice to meet you."
"You too," he said, shaking her hand, feeling the same sparks from the night before, wondering if she felt them too, "How's your dress?"
"Fine," Joey said, smiling and pulling her hand away from his slowly. His eyes were mesmerizing, she could just stare into them---
"And the boyfriend?" Pacey asked.
"He's fine too," Joey answered, "Calmed down considerably."
"That's good," Pacey said as he looked back towards Jen who had been watching the display of pleasantries with a smirk on her face.
"Are you new here Pacey?" Jen asked.
"Yeah, moved here from Boston to live with my uncle," Pacey answered, "he's sick and my dad wanted me to look after him for awhile."
"You in school?" Jen questioned.
"Nope, I actually work at the restaurant on 5th, the one with the karaoke bar," Pacey replied.
"I know Joey told me," Jen said as she bit into her second slice of pizza.
"I did?" Joey asked, giving Jen an evil look.
"Maybe not, no actually I think I saw you there," Jen told him.
"Yeah," Pacey said, still staring at Joey. Realizing his gaze, he dropped his eyes back to Jen.
"Actually Joey, here, was looking for a job," Jen told him, "Is there a waitress opening?"
"I'm not sure, all I know is that it would be nice to have someone my age around because all the other servers are older," Pacey said.
"Well she might look into it," Jen replied.
"It was nice meeting you two," Pacey said as he went back to the counter after hearing his order called, "I guess I'll see you guys around."
"Okay," Jen answered.
"I can't believe you," Joey said, under her breath.
"He's so sweet," Jen countered, "You should totally work there."
"No, I don't think Bri would go for that," she answered.
"Who the hell cares Jo? You love that place and it's good pay. Brian wants you to do what makes you happy and that place would be fun to work at," Jen explained.
"I know," Joey said as she finished her slice of pizza,"I'll consider it."
"Good," Jen replied.
After lunch, the girls looked around for some jobs, none that Joey took an interest in. She walked Jen home and called Brian to do something that night. She decided to keep looking for a job, when she had no luck, she knew what she had to do, this was her last option, plus, she did love the place. She walked into her favorite karaoke bar. She spotted Pacey sitting talking to another waiter. He turned around, smiled softly and headed over to her. Could he sense her presence? Wow, that was weird. He thought to himself.
"Hey, Joey right?" he greeted.
"Yeah, Hey. Do you know where I can get a job application?"