I don't own s--t and the story is a few weeks from where we left off. Sorry this is so short.
Jen looked through the shelf of her locker for her textbook. She saw someone walked up to her and she rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, Dawson?" Jen said coldly.
Dawson leaned against a locker and stared sharply at the very flirtatious ex-friends across the hallway.
"I can't believe they're so open about their idiotic affair," he said crossing his arms.
Jen looked to Joey and Pacey and smiled. "I think they make a cute couple," she said.
Dawson rolled his eyes. "I can't believe I actually dated that slut."
Jen closed her locker and glared at Dawson. "You're an ass," she said before walking away.
Dawson hissed and glared back at them. "Yeah, an ass that's going to show them how much pain I'm in."
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Joey stood facing her locker with her hands inside of it. She had been standing like this for a good two minutes now and the bell was about to ring. Pacey, who had his arms wrapped around her hips from behind, swayed her slightly as he continued to kiss her neck.
"Pacey," Joey said softly, grabbing hold of her book so she wouldn't melt.
"Hmm?" Pacey said and it vibrated on her neck, causing Joey to lose more control.
"We have two periods left and I would really like to go to them without feeling like…you know."
Pacey smiled and removed his lips from her neck. He let Joey go and stood next to her with a big grin. "You're right, Jo. Being horny in school is never a good idea."
Joey's jaw dropped and she looked at him. "I am not horny, Pacey."
Pacey shook his head. "Denial is never a good thing. I do believe I know a horny teenager when I see one."
"Yeah, you being one even before you were a teen."
"Exactly," Pacey said with a smile. "I'm an expert in the field. You're horny."
Joey noticed some people walk by and she turned red. "Shut up!" she spat just above a whisper.
Pacey chuckled and spoke softer. "Are you always going to have trouble talking about sexual things, Joey? I mean, we HAVE been doing it a few…extremely fun filled weeks now. Before that, we didn't make out with our hands tied behind our backs. So, in essence, you should be fine with talking about our physical activity by now."
Joey felt her whole face burning up. "We are not having this conversation," she said closing her eyes.
Pacey smirked at her red face. He had to admit, it was always fun watching her get red. Pacey grabbed her face and kissed her. She returned to her natural color.
"Okay," he said. "I'll stop. Are you coming over after school?"
Joey shrugged her shoulders and gave a crooked smile. "I don't know, Pace. You kind of ruined the mood."
Pacey kissed her again and started to walk away backwards. "I'll see you after school," he said before turning. He knew that the mood was never ruined between them.
Joey smiled and closed her locker. A blonde that Joey knew well, but not by choice, walked up to her.
"Hi Joey," Bethany said, her arm still in a sling and some bruises still noticeable.
"Hi," Joey retorted before walking away.
"Wait!" Bethany said as she stopped her. "I need to talk to you."
Joey turned around and crossed her arms. "Go ahead."
"Ever since the accident I started to think about my life. I could have died and I did so many wrong things. I thought the only good thing was Dawson. I really believed we were in love. After that asshole dumped me and said he used me for sex I realized that everything about Dawson and I was wrong. I wanted to make the wrongs right. I even started to go to church…"
"What are you getting at?" Joey said.
"I wanted to apologize for the pain I caused you. I was stupid and thought I was in love, I didn't even think about you. I'm sorry," Bethany said with a frown.
Joey shook her head. "I don't accept your apology. You KNEW I was with Dawson, You KNEW how much I cared for him and STILL you went along with the affair. What's worse, you started sleeping with him and kept it going for six months, Bethany. I feel bad for you that Dawson only used you for sex but what did you expect? He wouldn't even see you during the day or even touch you in front of people. Don't lie and say you never thought about me either, Bethany. I know that everyday you thought about me and felt guilty. How dare you come to me for penance? There is no way that I'm going to help you relief your guilty conscience."
Bethany nodded her head and walked away.
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Pacey stood by the side of the bed and pulled back on his shirt, still trying to steady his breathing. "Did I ever tell you how amazing you are at that?" Pacey said grinning.
Joey closed her jeans and smiled back on the other side of the bed. "You're amazing too. I enjoyed myself."
Pacey nodded his head, still grinning. "I know you did; one after the other, without time to actually breath," he said finally steadying his breath.
Joey put her shirt around her shoulders and tried to button it up. "I'm sorry about that, Pacey," she said looking up to him. "I just needed to release some tension that built up."
Pacey walked over to Joey and started to button her shirt up for her. "I wasn't complaining. What got you so riled up, Jo?"
Joey sighed. "Bethany came up to me today. She felt bad and tried to apologize about the whole Dawson thing. I told her that I wouldn't accept her apology. It just got me so upset that she would ask for my forgiveness so she wouldn't feel guilty anymore."
Pacey noticed Joey's change in tone so he pulled her into a hug. "Don't let her get to you, Baby. Don't let any of them get to you."
Joey pulled back so she could see his face. "You always make me feel better."
Pacey smiled and kissed her. "Good," he said.
Joey looked into his greenish blues and bit her lip. "I like it when you call me Baby," she said running her hands along his chest.
"You do, huh?" he said with a big grin.
Joey smirked and still gazed into his eyes. "Very much," she said unbuttoning her shirt.
Pacey watched her before taking over the task himself. "I just buttoned this shirt, Potter."
Pacey pushed the shirt off her shoulders but Joey put it back on.
"We could leave the shirt on," Joey said running a finger along his shirt's hem line.
Pacey smirked and pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor before taking Joey's off and tossing it too.
"We only do that when we're at your house. Here, the shirt comes off along with everything else," Pacey said before picking her up and placing her back on the bed.
Joey lifted her hand up and ran it along his face. "Pace, I think…" she stopped herself remembering what she told Bethany about her affair with Dawson.
Pacey stopped and looked down at her. "You think what?" he asked hoping she was going to say that she loved him.
Joey smiled and ended up rolling her eyes and saying, "I think you'll never change." Not exactly what she wanted to say.
Pacey frowned slightly. "I guess not," he said before kissing her.
In the back of his mind, Pacey knew that he was referring to his, metaphorically speaking, lack of balls. Here he was, about to have sex with this amazing woman for the fifth time today, and he couldn't say the right three words. Pacey had enough balls to start an affair with his best friend's girlfriend, get more attached to her than he already was, allowed himself to go "too far" with her on several occasions and have more sex with her in a month than most people have in six and yet he didn't have enough balls to tell Joey that he loved her. Pacey tried to blame it on bad timing, but is there ever a perfect time to tell someone you love them?
So, Pacey started to build up the courage to say those three words: I love you.
