Chapter one
"I'm going to miss you Dawson, promise me you will call me the second you get there to let me know you're safe!" Joey whispered, hugging Dawson so tight he could barely breathe. "Ok Joe, now can you please let go before I swallow my tongue" Dawson laughed. "Dawson! Its not funny anything could happen to you, promise me you will" Joey scolded him. "Joey you will be the first person I call, you know that, seriously I will be fine" Dawson reassured Joey as he saw that tears were beginning to fill in her eyes. "So are you excited then?" Joey asked him. " No not at all I get offers to go on film courses in Europe all the time, this really is trivial, to be honest I don't think I will even bother, I am having dinner with Spielberg tomorrow and to be honest I have much more important things to do" Dawson mocked sarcastically. Joey punched him sharp on the arm, "ok Mr wise guy I will take it that you are, I cant believe what an amazing opportunity this gonna be for you, are you nervous?"
Dawson was silent for a moment and took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair like he always did. "Oh Joey I am so nervous its unbelievable I don't think I have ever been this nervous in my entire life and I am petrified I am gonna screw it up" Dawson finished and collapsed backwards on his bed. Joey lay down beside him and mocked "Oh don't be so soft you big girl, you will be fine, they will love you and you'll turn into this big shot director and forget all about me" Joey teased yet Dawson could hear the element of truth in her voice as it quivered a little.
"Of course you will be the first person I phase out, Joey potter the girl from the wrong side of the creek, yes you would completely cramp my style" Joey hit him again and began tickling him, he laughed and yelped in pain. "Ouch, Joey, you hit like a guy you know that?" Dawson laughed. "Yeah and don't you forget it!" Joey laughed and made her way over to the window to leave. " Dawson, I hope you have a brilliant time and I am so happy for you, you really deserve this and I think you are gonna be great" Joey smiled, and her throat tightened she blinked back the tears. "Thanks Joey, and just so you know, I could never forget you" Dawson said softly and returned her smile.
"Good night Dawson, take care" Joey managed to whisper, whilst fighting back the tears and the huge lump that had stubbornly lodged itself in her throat and with that she climbed out of his window and ran into the night.
Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six o'clock alarm would never ring.
But it rings and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need.
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Daydream believer –The Monkees
Joey took her time walking back home, she loved the creek at night it was so peaceful and beautiful, she decided to sit on a bench and take in the spectacular view of the creek at night. She watched the water swirl and dance gracefully below her to the silent melody of the night and she took a deep breath and sighed contently. Despite the year she had had, she was surprisingly at ease and happy.
Her and Pacey were on speaking terms, which made her happy because the thought of not having him in her life made her feel sick to her stomach, so she smiled and nodded whenever she saw him and he politely did too.
It wasn't much but it was a start at least. Her best friend was about to embark on potentially one of the greatest experience of his life and she had graduated from high school with amazing grades and was set to go to college in Boston with jack and Jen in the fall. Life couldn't be better she thought to herself and her mind began wondering, what did this summer at Capeside have in store for her when last summer she had the best summer of her life aboard the true love. Even though she had a wonderful time with Pacey on the true love, she thought to herself, she was thankful that this year it was going to be a quiet summer.
Pacey woke early the next day and jumped in the shower, over breakfast he sat listening to the radio, a song that he and Joey danced to at the prom sang out from the stereo's and he quickly jumped up to turn it off. Even though he and Joey were on speaking terms it was still too painful to be reminded of her and what they had when they were together. It was bad enough that he thought of her first thing in the morning and last thing at night. He didn't need this he said to himself, he didn't need to be reminded of the past, not today. Today he was enrolling on some extra courses at the school which was embarrassing and degrading enough without the constant reminder that he had broke the heart of the girl of his dreams. Even though Pacey had graduated he had only just passed and so he wanted to take some extra courses, as at the end of the programme there is a possibility of a scholarship to college, but Pacey wasn't that hopeful, the very idea made him laugh, no he was taking the courses purely because he did not yet know what he wanted to do in life and in all honesty he wanted to bide his time before making that ever so important step of making a decision.
After breakfast Pacey made his way to school, surprisingly he was early and took a seat at the back of the class. One by one students begun to file in, many were younger than him, the majority were students who had failed a year and had come back to summer school to make up their grades others were those in his situation.
Once all the students had settled a few minutes later the door opened and Pacey's heart sank, "God no, please don't let it be…" he muttered under his breath. "Good morning my name is Mr English" The teacher said and his eyes scanned around the room, his eyes found Pacey who was trying to hide his face in his hands. Mr English laughed to himself. "Pacey Witter, always a pleasure, glad to see you do still remember your way to school" "good morning Mr English" Pacey mumbled, his blood boiled but he kept his mouth shut, 'it's a fresh start' he thought to himself 'don't screw it up now, just take his shit, get your grades and get the hell out of here'.
"Dear me, no witty comments Witter? I am very surprised, maybe breaking up with miss potter has had a positive effect on you, you two should have got together in the tenth grade, then you wouldn't have to be here now" Mr English ridiculed, trying to provoke a response from Pacey but Pacey kept quiet and his head down.