Chapter 7

"Man, I didn't think it could get any bitchier than my girlfriend but yours is the bitchiest of bitches" Drue took another sip of beer.

"I like them bitchy" I smile cockily and drink some myself.

Drue chuckles.

"Me too, man. Me too"

I like Drue. He's exactly the type of misunderstood prick that always tries to do everything right but messes it up that I could get along with. Too bad he lives in Boston. I could be best friends with him.

I never had a best bud to watch football with.

And that had nothing to do with the fact that I hate football.

"Hey, check that out. My bitchy girlfriend and your bitchy girlfriend… three o'clock"

He's a little tipsy at the moment. I'm holding up pretty well though.

I hope.

"Guys, you do know you're underaged, right?" Joey looks at us critically.

"That's just a technicality. No-one gives a damn anyway"

"I do"

Somehow I think she's not enjoying the image of her boyfriend drinking beer with a tipsy guy he doesn't know.

Wait. Am I her boyfriend?

"Oh come on, Potter, lighten up. What's a drop of alcohol between friends? This is beer, anyway, light as a feather!"

I get up to prove my point. Okay, exactly sober I am not but I can walk and I take a few steps to prove it.

"See? Sober as a nun"

I pull her towards me to give her a kiss but she makes a scandalised face.

"You stink"

I can't help but chuckle. The bitchiest of bitches she is. And man do I like bitches.

"Why, Josephine, that is not a nice thing to say." Drue giggles inbetween sips.

"I am not feeling very nice right now" she glares at me. I am starting to think she's serious.

"Fine. No more beers. See?" I empty the can in front of her. She seems surprised. Maybe she wasn't serious after all.

"No beer. I mean why would I need beer? I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world. Beer just doesn't cut it" I say with a proud smile.

She doesn't seem too impressed by my compliment.

"Your charm isn't very effective tonight, Witter", Drue winks at me.

"Neither is yours, Valentine" Jen finally decides to speak up. "Now stop interfearing in other people's business and let me walk you home"

"Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?"

He's looking at me but my mind is in no shape to provide an answer.

"Well, I've never been one to care about how things are supposed to be" Jen is practically dragging him now. She's one hell of a girl, Jen.

"Night Witter! Don't forget about me!" Drue is tripping on his words.

I can't help laughing and I sit back on the bench where we stood earlier.

"This is not funny, Pacey."

"Oh come on, I'm not as bad as he is."

"You're drunk."

"No I'm not, I'm just a bit… cheerful…"

She half smiles at me. She's beautiful in the moonlight. I know I've said this before, I know I am a sappy old shmuck but I can't help looking at her and admiring her beautiful face. What does she want with me?

"So when you said I stink did you mean that literally or figuratively?"

"Both. You smell like beer from miles away"

"So I guess a tiny kiss would be out of the question"

"Until you eliminate the smell, yeah."

"That breaks my heart, Josephine."

"I'm sure you'll live"

"Ah, the Ice Queen speaks again!" I get up and bow before her. "I am thy humble servant and promisse that I shall not kiss thou until I eliminate the nasty smell that follows me around."

There's another can of beer that has my name on it on the ground. But Joey's got a good eye.

"You might wanna start by eliminating the source of the smell" she grins mischieviously and spills the can.

"I… I can't believe you did that! That's 5$ worth of beer in there! 5$! And you spilled it just like that! You have no sense of value"

"Come on, Scrooge, let's get you home"

"I am wise to you, queenie, you're trying to change the subject. But, no, it's not working! You owe me 5 bucks!"

She's throwing me that look again. She is not at all pleased with my performance. I'm drunk! I can't do any better!

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to give such a devastating blow to your finances. Are you coming or are you gonna sit there and mourn your beer?"

My head is twice the size of a bowling ball.

How much did I drink anyway?

It's not like I was drunk! I remember everything!

Which reminds me…

Joey's next to me.

On my matress.

In my bedroom.

In my apartment.

I can't breathe.

She's sleeping next to me.

On my matress.

I know, I said that already.

It's just that… you know… she's sleeping next to me!

And by the looks of it she's been here all night.

I spent the night with Joey.

"Go back to sleep, Pacey. It's not even 8 am" she mumbles.

Okay so asleep she is not.

"I can't. My head hurts" I whine and place my head back on the pillow.

"And whose fault is that, king of beers?"

"Drue's of course"

"Of course"

"He said one beer. No more. Just one"

"And of course when he handed you the second one you didn't think to turn him down"

"I felt for the guy. Here he was all alone in a town he didn't know and his girlfriend all wrapped in a conversation with you. What did you talk about anyway?"

"Girl talk. And don't change the subject."

"It wouldn't have been nice of me to turn him down. What girl talk?"

"You know, the kind of talk girls have and don't share with boys. And you, Pacey Witter, are by no means a nice guy."

"I so am! Did you mention me?"

"This is not even worth talking about. And you are not the center of the universe."

"Are you implying I am not nice? And not only that but I am not the most important thing that you could mention in a conversation?"

"I am not implying anything, I believe I already affirmed it. And you have too much self esteem."

"No such thing as too much self esteem. Come on, what did you talk about me?"

"I am too tired for this. Go back to sleep"

She turns on the other side and I am confrunted with the beautiful sight of her behind.

"Have we just had our first fight?"

"SLEEP!"

Silence.

"I like fighting with you, Josephine."

"If you don't shut up, you will see what a fight really is soon enough"

"There's light outside! I can't sleep when there's light outside!"

"I find that so hard to believe when you're late for ever shoot we have because you oversleep."

"I correct that. I can't fall asleep when there's light outside. If I am already asleep it's a lot easier."

"Then pretend you never woke up" she mumbles and I can tell she's already half asleep.

Silence again.

"You do realize you spent the night on my matress. With me"

She's facing me again. I can tell she doesn't like me very much right now.

"If you tell anybody about this I'll kill you"

"I don't have to tell anybody. You just gotta get out of this room and Dawson will see you anyway. I just wanted you to be aware of that."

"Fine. I am aware. Can I sleep now?"

"By all means. It's not like I'm the reason you're not sleeping."

"I hate you."