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Founding Feelings
Your probably wondering if I went right? My sub-conscience was wondering that too, but sitting the cab passing the Eiffel Tower suddenly made everything real. I was here, in the most romantic city in the world.
I had called Bessie back and told her where I was going to be for a while. I had laughed at her, "Joey, you cant just run away from everything, all your problems." "Bess, I needed to do this, my heart needs this. And I'm not running exactly, I'm taking a step back and trying to figure things out before I jump into something I don't understand. And before I ruin someone's life; namely Natalie's. I mean I know she and I aren't exactly Siamese twins but still I know she is perfect for Pacey."
"But Joey, he told you he loves YOU. You can't just hide from those words." "Well for right now Bessie I can try." "Well if your going to be in Paris you should see if aunt Renee is still there?" I stopped and remembered. "You mean Grandma Liz's sister? That Renee? Bessie I haven't seen her since I was 8." "Well you should give her a ring just in case she can help you with anything." "Look I'm going to be fine. I love you and you shouldn't worry. Ill call you in a couple of days."
Gazing at the buildings I noticed we were finally at my hotel, which by the way was very quaint, very elegant. My boss Michael had suggested it when I mentioned to him that I needed a couple of days to get over Christopher. He had always been so understanding, plus it didn't hurt that I was his favorite editor. I got to the room, unpacked my stuff and opened my window over looking the city. I breathed in the air, and suddenly I remembered when the feelings started. I stared out the window and let my imagination take me back.
It was a hot summer day in my hometown of Capeside. Dawson my friend since I was 5 was making his latest attempt at becoming the new Spielberg. Trying to make a new film called "Sea Creatures of the Deep". Which can I say for the record, total crap. But he's my friend and I had to be supportive. This is when I first felt it, the gnawing feeling that my life would be forever changed. Pacey who had been my best friend for as long as I could remember was also the boy from down the creek who was always there to tease me.
We were working on a scene and he was the sea creature and I was the main character. I was sitting on Dawson's hot dock in a lawn chair looking in distress as best I could and Pacey was to rise out of the water and pull my chair in with him. As he pulled my chair he missed and grabbed a hold of my rear. I rose out of the water and was shocked by my response to the interaction. "You didn't grab the chair Pacey you grabbed my ass". His reaction surprised me even more then my own. "Like you even have one". There was something in his voice that seemed to hurt me.
The three of us looked over at the front of Dawson's house and saw the yellow cab and a young blonde step out of it. I looked over and saw both Pacey and Dawson's jaw drop and felt a ting of jealousy from Paceys reaction to the new girl. I couldn't figure out why I had this frustration but I just pushed it aside. She came down to where we were and introduced herself as Jen, the new girl in town from New York City who was staying with her grandmother. "We all start 11 grade on Monday; how old are you"? Dawson was always the type to interrogate first. "I'm 15. I start on Monday too, Capeside High right"? "Yeah we all go there. I'm Joey by the way". I extended my hand and she gracefully took it. Both Dawson and Pacey introduced themselves as well. "So are you making a little movie here"? Dawson quickly turned around to make sure his camera was still there. "Oh yeah I'm going to enter it in the Boston film festival junior division". "Wow that sounds really cool, you know I took a couple of acting classes back in New York". "Cool well I might have another roll for you".
Dawson and Jen took up his lawn to her front door. "So what do you think of the new girl"? I asked Pacey. "She seems pretty cool I guess. But I'm not really the blond type". I started gathering all the equipment and started down to my boat that was secured in the water with a rope. "Oh really, I thought you were the girl type Pacey no matter what their hair style was." "Ha-ha very funny Potter". And there it was, the feeling the pit of my soul. The way he said 'Potter' sent shivers down my spine. I remember rowing all the way home thinking about Pacey and the way he looked so nerdy in that costume. But by the time I got to my own dock I realized that he was my best friend and I couldn't let anyone know of my new found feelings for him. I decided right then and there that I couldn't ever, wouldn't ever tell Pacey… ever.
Being brought back to the present, I sighed remembering how I felt that day. Letting out a deep breath I remembered how he looked. His brown wavy hair matted down by the water. The way he waved and smiled as I rowed home that day. I was interrupted by the telephone ringing and was stunned to hear the voice on the other end.