CHAPTER 4 – PART 2:

Pacey shoved his hands in his pockets and slandered to Mitch Leery. "Mister Leery, what's up?", he asked as he stood still in front of the man.

"Shall we talk downstairs?", Mitch answered as he already led the way to the stairways.

"Sure what's it about?", Pacey said as casual as possible as he took the steps.

"School."

"O."

They silently continued their way downstairs. Down there they passed Gail in the kitchen and Mitch led Pacey to the living room. "Okay", he said as he turned to the kid. "Now I have no clue what you already told Dawson, but I figure he knows why you are here. Joey however, I don't think you want her to know do you?"

"Know what?", Pacey asked carefully.

"Ow c'mon, you think I was born yesterday? Pacey, when your mother called me to ask if I know where you were first thing I did was calling your school. The principal told me everything."

"What? Why are you playing detective in my life", Pacey said annoyed.

"Calm down Pace you know I mean well. We were just concerned about you, all of us."

"Yeah you and Mrs. Leery maybe, but my parents not", Pacey mumbled.

"They too", Mitch replied. "You know your father and brother rode through the entire town to go look for you? And your mom called everyone she knew that could only have the slightest idea were you were hanging out."

"Whatever", the boy answered stubborn. "So why do you want to talk to me? I mean it seems you know everything already."

"Well first of all you need to call your parents, so they know you are alright. I know you don't want to but if you want to stay here for tonight you have to."

Pacey sighed, but slowly nodded. He knew he had to obey this request.

"Second know we, I mean Gail and I, are always there for you. No need to sneak into Dawson's bedroom. You know alot has to happen before we wouldn't help you out."

"Thanks", Pacey said as he finally looked at Mitch again. Deep inside he knew how much Dawson's parents cared for him but he really needed the confirmation now and then.

"I am not finished Pacey", Mitch continued. "Now about that helping. I talked to the principal about if we could do anything to help you. I mean I figure you won't want stay in a year lower do you?"

"Wellno, but Danes said there was no other option left. They finally realized I am too stupid for this class."

"O no Pacey you are not. You are only a little behind in English. Well make that a lot. But there is a way to fix it."

"What I can go back? He never told me. I thought this was permanent."

"Did u ask him?"

"No", Pacey answered confused.

"Well there you have your answer to the misunderstanding. Anyway starting next week you'll be getting extra lessons English. Two times a week for two hours. The rest of the lessons you miss from this year, because you are set a year back, you have to redo in the summer holidays. But first things first, extra lessons to get you on schedule."

"So with whom I'll be spending an extra four hours a week then?", Pacey asked sighing when he realised there was nothing else he could do about this.

"Me."