Everyone Looks
Chapter 1
This is supposed to be set sometime after "The Kids Are Alright" and "The Song Remains the Same"
It may sound silly, but a look can hurt. In fact it can kill. Kill a hope, a love, a person.
My one night, my first night, and maybe even my last night with Dawson didn't exactly go the way either one of us planned. And it may sound cruel but in some ways I like it that way. Don't get me wrong Dawson is and will forever be my soul mate. But its nice to know that there are still empty pages in our book, our love story. I mean what if we had stayed together and then we realized that we were only meant to be soul mates and not lovers. That would be the end of it, no "to be continued" just "THE END."
I watch the pen in my hand slowly write down my thoughts onto a page in my diary. The same diary that had caused our first fight as a couple. The same diary that I had spent so many hours writing in after we had our first "make up." I put my pen down, and turn to the beginning. I start to flip through it, flip through my life. My father, my mothers death, "No glove, no love." Every life altering moment is written down in this book.
I stop at a page filled up with everything Pacey. My writing about him has changed drastically over the years. As I reach the page where I last left off, I notice that my handwriting has been getting smaller and smaller. Maybe its because I don't want to reach the last page, because I don't want this to end, because I don't want to start another.
I hear someone at the door, clumsily trying to open it. Obviously Audrey. I close my diary, and before tucking it safely under my bed I silently bid my writings adieu.
"Joey, what are doing!" Audrey asks hurriedly, only half caring.
"Nothing."
"Why the hell are you doing nothing? Are you dressed? Are you ready? We need to leave now, she awaits us at the airport." Audrey says from inside the bathroom, making sure she looks perfect for her oldest friends arrival.
"Audrey I don't see why we have to pick her up, can't she just take a cab down to Hell's Kitchen?" Joey sits up and turns to the bathroom door.
"Well yeah she can do that. But would you want to arrive to an old unshavin' cab driver?... Bunny, would it put a hop in your step if I told you that Dawson was going to be there?"
"Dawsons going to be there?" Joey says already on her feet.
Audrey finally steps out of the bathroom and makes a face. "Yes. And now I believe you are hopping."
Joey is at a lost of words, "smart" words to be exact."He came all the way from L.A. just to meet Christina?" Joey asks, knowing that her question was stupid.
"No, he's in town for some Hollywood-assistant-errand-work type thingy. I don't know. But he called me last night and told me he would be in, so I invited him."Joey dumbstruck, Audrey grabs onto Joeys wrist and starts leading her out the door.
An hour or so has passed. I am now in the backseat of Audreys car listening to the loud upbeat conversation that is going on between Audrey and Christina up-front. I have received several invitations to join in on their hyped up babble, but I'd rather stay lost in my thoughts. One particular subject that is running laps in my head is, Dawson. When is he not up there?
The car has stopped, we're here, good old Hells Kitchen. I realize that I am only a few short steps and a door away from him. Would it be rude if I turned and ran? Would they notice? Gawd! Why am I being so immature, its Dawson. I take a deep breathe and begin to walk, Audrey smiles at me and takes hold of my hand, which makes this easier. It is not so much Dawson himself who is making this hard for me, it's more of the inevitable awkwardness.
4, 5 ,6- by the 8th step we'll be at the entrance. As I take the seventh I can already in vision his face, his eyes burning wholes into my heart.
The door has opened and I step inside, I feel Audreys hand squeeze mine. Everything seems to be in slow motion now, geez I feel like I'm playing the lead in some cliche' filled movie. I reach out to hold Audreys hand tighter but nothing there. I hadn't notice that she let go. I hear her voice, "come on Joey," she says. It takes me a few seconds to convince myself that I'll be alright. That I'll be able to get through all of Dawsons longing, and sad looks my way. I put a smile on and I quickly follow Audrey and Christina. I can already see Jen, Jack, Pacey and Dawson talking it up at the back table, they haven't noticed us yet.
We're still a few steps away and already Audrey has begun Christinas introduction. Every face at that table is smiling. I turn to look at Dawson, expecting to get a look that'll break my heart. One of those looks that can kill you. But he's not looking at me he's looking at someone else, at Christina.
It may sound silly, but a look can hurt. In fact it can kill. Kill a hope, a love, a person
Please leave some reviews. If I get some good feed back, I'll write another chapter to this. But I a newbie and im only 15 so please go easy ; )