AN-Here is chapter 4.

P.S Thank you JMB for reveiwing and I'm glad you like this tale.

It had been a whole week since Joey had arrived in Paris. Her and Antoinette had gone shopping many times, and she was slowly fitting in with the family. The best part of it all was Mark. He had become her best friend. They talked all the time, about art and France. Joey had described Capeside to him and he talked of his home in Michigan.

Joey tried to ignore the butterflies she got whenever Mark came around, she really did. She didn't come to Paris for romance, she came to get away from her problems back home, including a certain blonde boy. Mark knew about her friendship with Dawson, but not the feelings. She was afraid he wouldn't spend as much time with her if he knew.

Joey walked inside her home away from home after a nice long walk. It was one of her rituals, something that calmed her down. It gave her a chance to think, and be alone.

''Joey! Is that you?'' asked Jacqueline Brun, her house-mom.

''Yea it's me, what's up?'' Joey asked.

Jacqueline entered the entry hall and smilied at Joey. She had a while envelope in her hands.

''You have a letter from a Pacey Witter.'' she said.

Joey smilied and took the letter. She ran upstaris into her room and ripped it open. She laughed as she read the letter and once she was done, got pen and paper and decided to write back.

Dear Jailbait,

Believe it or not I miss you! There is no one to banter with here. So, Andie McPhee huh? I'm really happy you found someone Pacey and she's legal! I'm totally over whatever stupid crushI had on Dawson. I'm glad Jen found someone, but I wouldn't have cared if it was Dawson. The Brun family, whom I'm staying with, is amazing. They have made me feel so at home here. Their daughter, Antoinette, is a year older then us and she thinks your cute. I was gonna do some matchmaking but she has a boyfriend and now i know that you have a girlfriend! Then there is my mentor Mark Smith. He's a great guy Pace, but I think I'm beginning to have a little crush on him! I don't want that! I know I will have to talk to Dawson sooner or later, but please, don't give him my address. Hope you hear from you soon Pace.

With Love,

Joey.

She sighed as she finished up the letter. It was nice to get it all out and she knew Pacey would understand. He had been a big help last semister, with all the Dawson/Jen crap.

She put the letter in an envelope and addressed it to Pacey's house.

The next morning

Joey was in the kitchen eating breakfast when Mark walked in.

''Hey Jo. Whatcha doing today?'' he asked.

''Nothing. Why?'' Joey asked.

''Well, all week we've done the studying thing. How about today we go and enjoy ourselves?'' Mark asked.

Joey grinned.

''Sounds like a blast.'' she said. ''Just let me finish eating.''

She did and the two headed out into the Paris life.

They walked down the streets and Joey pulled Mark into a couple gift shops.

''I wanna get something for Bessie, Bodie, and Alex.'' Joey said.

Mark nodded.

''Alright, I'll help you find something.'' he said.

They looked around the shop and finally settled on a T-shirt for both Alex and Bodie and a beautiful picture of the Eiffel Tower for Bessie.

''They will love them Jo.'' Mark said as they left the store.

''I hope so.'' Joey said.

Mark grinned and laced their fingers together as they walked. Joey blushed and glanced at him, before taking her hand away gently.

Mark glanced at her, surprised but Joey looked away.

''Jo, what's wrong?'' he asked.

''Mark, I can't.'' she said.

''Why not?'' he asked.

''Please.'' she whispered.

Mark nodded. He really liked Joey. She was more then just some sophmore. She was smart, even smarter then some of the girls in his class. She was beautiful too, but for her, he would step aside.

''Come on, let's get something to eat.'' he said.

Joey smilied, thankful for the change of subject.

After they ate, Mark took Joey to see the Eiffel Tower in person. It was huge! They took the elevator to the top and Joey was able to see all of Paris.

''It's beautiful up here.'' she said.

''Yea it is.'' Mark said, but he wasn't glancing at the view. He was looking at Joey.

She noticed this and blushed under his gaze. She truend towards him and they locked gazes.

''Mark.'' she whispered.

This was confusing her to no end. Se really liked Mark, but being around him, made her feel guilty, as if she were doing Dawson wrong. But Dawson just wanted a friendship between them and she was over her crush, wasn't she?

''Joey, I really want to kiss you right now. If you don't want me to, then please, stop me.'' Mark said.

Joey stood here, staring at him. He stepped closer to her and gently cupped her face in his hands. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. Joey opened her eyes and looked at him. She then leanded up and pressed her lips to his.

They kissed for a few seconds and then finally broke apart. Mark grinned.

''I've been wanting to do that all week.'' he admitted.

''Why?'' Joey asked.

''I like you Joey. Vous êtes parfait.'' he said.

Joey shot him a puzzled look.

''You are perfect.'' he said, causing Joey to blush.

''I like you too Mark but, i don't know if I can do this.'' she said.

''Why?'' Mark asked.

Joey sighed.

''Before I came here, my best friend kisses me and I thought that maybe he wanted to be more then friends, because I liked him so much. He didn't and I came here.'' Joey told him.

''And you're not over him.'' Mark said.

''I am over him.'' Joey told him.

''Really?'' Mark asked, not being able to surpress the smile that spread across his lips.

Joey nodded and Mark leaned down to kiss her again.

Mark and Joey walked home, hand in hand.

''Well today was fun.'' he said.

''Yea it was.'' Joey said.

They smilied at each other.

''So, what are you doing tomorrow?'' Joey asked.

''Well hopefully hanging out with you.'' Mark said.

Joey smilied.

''Sounds perfect.'' she said.

They kissed goodnight and Joey went inside and up to her room. She put on her PJs and laid down on the bed, much like she did her first night here. Once again her gaze drifted to the picture on the nightstand with Dawson in it. She picked it up and sighed. Why did being with Mark make her feel guitly? She really liked him. Dawson was just her friend.

Mark asked me if I was over him. I told him I was, but maybe I'm not. I don't want to feel this way. Dawson had his chance and he messed up! I want him our of my head! Joey screamed in head.

She placed the picture down and tried to get some sleep.

AN-Hoped you like that chapter. Please review!