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You Reap What You Sow
(Joey's POV)
I entered Dawson's home hesitantly.
I was so used to the ladder but, it had been taken down and for some reason I was surprised.
I began to think that maybe showing up wasn't the best idea because I wasn't sure I should be there but, I continued anyway.
"Dawson!" I yelled half hoping that he was there.
No one answered so I went up the stairs and pushed open the door to his room.
It was like a dream.
For three months I had been gone with this room only a distant memory.
Away from this house, this town, my family, my friends.
From Dawson...
I looked around the changed room.
Pictures of Dawson, Jen, Jack Andie, and an unknown girl filled the pictures.
They seemed to be pictures from this summer and they all looked so happy.
Smiling faces, laughter, and silly expressions ensued as I gazed up at the many times they had seemed to have shared.
My heart began to ache a little from the thought of all the memories I had missed out on.
I sat on the bed and noticed a new picture on the bedside table where a picture of me and Dawson used to be so I picked it up.
It was the unknown girl and Dawson.
She was clinging to his back while he held her long legs as they wrapped around his waist.
They were laughing to each other and looking away from the camera and the creek was their background.
Her hair spilled on his shoulder and they looked as if they were having the time of their lives.
I couldn't help but wonder who she was and a tinge of an unknown feeling began to creep in.
The door creaked and my eyes shot up.
"Oh..hello," the girl from the picture said from the doorway.
"I didn't realize anyone was here," she said smiling.
I couldn't help but, notice how obviously gorgeous she was.
She was even more striking in person.
From her toned legs to her delicate features, she was any teenage boys' fantasy, kinda like Jen but, a whole different version.
Her hair was bright red and it fit her skin tone perfectly.
It was all over the place but, still managed to look in place like in the magazines.
Her eyes caught mine and it threw me off guard immediately, so friendly but, overwhelming.
Her short shorts fit her to a T and my eyes locked on one of Dawson's favorite shirts draped over her bikini top.
"I'm Scarlett. You must be Joey. I recognize you from one of Dawson's pictures," she said smiling and trying to be friendly.
I mentally hit myself for the small feeling of disgust I felt as I saw her perfect teeth.
Bet they were worth the price.
"Yeah," was all I said.
I didn't really know what else to say.
She finally walked in the room and placed her bags in the closet like she owned the place.
"Well Dawson isn't here. He's with Jack on a job but, he'll be back around five," she said sliding out of her shoes and tossing Dawson's shirt on the bed.
"Uhh ok..." I responded dumbly.
Wait...she knew Jack...and what job? Did she really just take her shoes off and put them in the closet?
"Scarlett honey! Can you come and start dinner for me! I got to run down to the restaurant!" Mrs. Leery's voice said which really took a toll on my mind.
Mrs. Leery had never once asked me to start dinner.
Who is this girl..
"Yeah ok! I'm coming!" she said shooting out the door.
I went downstairs as well and found Scarlett unpacking groceries.
"Joey!" Mrs. Leery said happily giving me a hug.
"Nice to have you back," she said shooting out the door.
I just stood there confused and Scarlett noticed.
"Do you want to help? Dawson won't be back for a while but, you're free to hang out," the red head offered and I cringed.
"No thanks," I said because I needed some air all of a sudden.
Who was this girl to be offering to let me stay. This was my home not hers.
Before I shut the door I heard a "Nice meeting you." shoot my way but, I was to mentally distracted to respond.
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I walked in the house putting milk in the fridge.
Gail had forgot it so I went in got some.
I figured Dawson would be home by now and I want to tell him about Joey if he didn't already now.
She was...pretty, very much like I imagined.
"Dawson?" I said as I entered his dark room under the staircase.
He had been developing photos all summer.
"Hey," he said smiling as I came up behind him.
"Hey,"I replied back slowly.
He seemed to notice my awkwardness.
"What's wrong?" he questioned.
"Well I..kinda met Joey today. She's back," I said and he started worked on his pictures more intently.
"Yeah I know. Jen told me about 10 minutes ago. How'd you meet her," he said hanging another picture.
His response was a good sign but, I was still worried.
"She was in your room when I got here. She left pretty quickly though...how are u," I asked concerned.
We had grown close fast and he had talked to me about Joey.
Alot.
"I'd be better if Jen didn't invite her to the Dive In but, it's watever. I think I'm actually ready to see her...well...if I have to," he said trying to convince himself.
I wasn't buying it.
Through all the talking, sharing, and discovering we had done together I had come to know Dawson relatively well, even if it had only been 3 months.
"No you're not but,you're going to pretend you are because you have no choice," I replied bluntly.
He laughed a little at that.
"No I don't. I could easily just hold a grudge and stay clear. I like it better that way," Dawson said and I rolled my eyes.
"Well you're not and no you don't. Whether you like it or not you're a good person...who forgives," I said and I could see in his eyes that he wasn't ready to forgive quite yet.
"Look...she made a choice and now she has to live with it. End of story. We're not friends anymore. We're just people who each made a choice and mine is to let this go and I can't with her right in front of me with Pacey. I need her at arms length. It's better that way," he went on.
"I get that Dawson. I really do but, you have to face her sometime and you might as well do it tonight. It's not like you've been cooped up pining for her. You've been out living your life and you can still do it. You're strong and completely able to handle this because you're Dawson and Dawson is a survivor," I finished going on one of my encouragement rants again but, he smiled anyway.
He hung his head and leaned on the counter.
"I hate you," he said sighing.
"You love me," I said grinning and pecking him on the cheek as I did often.
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Jack, Jen, Scarlett and I laughed as Andy went back over to her new French boyfriends.
I glanced to my left and saw Joey and Pacey, hand in hand.
My eyes locked with Pacey's but, I looked away quickly.
"I thought he wasn't going to be here Jen," I said completely serious.
Jen looked over and saw what I meant.
"He wasn't supposed to Dawson," Jen replied and I felt Scarletts' concerned eyes.
"Then why is he here Jen."
"Good question Dawson."
Scarlett squeezed my hand as I shifted on the boat and tried to watch the movie.
I grasp tighter as anger boiled in me again which made Scarlett link my arm in hers.
I saw Joey approaching so I stood and started the other way, getting out of the boat.
"Where are you going?" Jen asked already knowing the answer.
"To find a better seat. Look, I don't mind seeing her but, I' not going to go out of my way to see her," I said turning and walking a few feet and sitting down.
Scar was already half way to me when I sat down.
"What the hell?" Scarlett exclaimed at once.
I sighed and ignored her.
"So you're now going to act like a 7 year old and run away when you should be talking to her? " she started.
I tried to cut her off but, she beat me to it before I could even attempt to defend myself.
"You started the summer crushed and buried and I have seen you crawl your way out. I may not have been her for the past year or to but, I do know that you don't run when things get rough and you aren't running from this. I'm not telling you to be friends with her again but, I am telling you to get off your ass and go talk to her because sitting over her while she clearly waits for you to come over is immature and a duchebag move. She hurt you and it sucks but, you're better than this so stand up, go make awkward converstion, and make me proud," she said pulling me up by the hand.
I sighed and smiled at her.
I was convinced she was sent to me purposely because she always made my insecurities and problems this summer seem like nothing, simultaneously complimenting me.
I squeezed her hand and pulled her into his side.
"Yes master," I said making her push me in the shoulder playfully.
I walked over and Jack and Jen scurried away quickly.
"Hey," Joey said smiling awkwardly.
"Hey. Glad to have you back," I lied as I put on my fake face.
"Thanks...how was your summer," she questioned and briefly looked over at Scarlett.
I wasn't going to bring her up though.
I could tell she was curious about Scarlett but, so what.
"Great. Really great," Dawson answered keeping his cool.
"Good...Scarlett seems nice," Joey said as she failed at hiding the disdain on her face.
"Yea. She from LA. She moved her with her mom. She's...one of a kind," I said, my smile momentarily real as I looked at Scarlett for a second.
She gave me a wink and my smile widened and then disappeared as I saw Joeys' face, who noticed the small exchange.
"Oh..cool.." she replied quietly.
"So how was your summer," he said wanting to change the subject or walk away, whatever came first.
"It was good," was all she said.
Our silence said millions and after a few useless small talk we said good bye and I walked away.
I walked behind the beach house and Scarlett followed.
I felt like my heart was trampled on all over again.
It was so hard to see her but, no way I was going to show it.
Scarlett wrapped her arms around me and hugged me as I let myself lose it a little.
I could feel tears and I just held Scarlett tighter thinking back to the last days before summer.
She grabbed my hand.
"Come on. Let's go," she said reading my mind.
When we got to my house we went straight to my room.
I sat on the bed.
"You ok?" Scarlett asked sitting next to me.
I shook my head and laid my head against my headboard.
Scarlett laid next to me and I placed my head on her shoulder, wrapping my arms around her waist and breaking down.
It was easy to be vulnerable around Scarlett...easy to be her friend and let her be mine.
She held me and eventually I drifted to sleep.
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Joey put the ladder back and climbed to Dawson's window but, it was locked.
Dawson never locked his window.
She looked through it and her breath caught in her throat as she saw Dawson and Scarlett asleep.
She climbed down the ladder and turned to head to Pacey's boat.
You reap what you sow and she was just beginning to see that.
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Hope it was ok :)
