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Celebration Has Many Faces

(Dawson's POV)

I walked into my house after being sent home from the restaurant.

Music poured from the kitchen and it was decorated with balloons marked "Congrats".

"'Congratulations'? Did, uh, publisher's clearing house stop by today?" I asked confused.

"Oh, Dawson, no, uh, honey, I thought you were going to be working at the restaurant tonight," my mom said rather slowly.

"It was a little slow. They said they didn't need me," I responded back.

"Well, we're glad you're here because, um, we have something to tell you," my dad started.

"Ok."

"Uh, we have spent a lot of time thinking about this. And, uh, despite all the logical reasons why we shouldn't, our, uh, hearts say that we should have this baby," my mom said and I smiled.

I hugged each of them happily.

I was thrilled, legitimately.

"I'm so happy for you, this is- this is amazing."

"This is really how you feel, huh?" y dad assured.

"Yes, absolutely, completely. But... Wow!?

"Yeah. Wow!" my mom said.

"Oh, honey, we were just gonna sit down and have dinner. Let me get you a plate," my mom offered but, I declined.

"Uh, you know what? Don't worry about it. I already ate, and, uh, there's this thing I was invited to, so think I'm gonna go upstairs, change, and then I will be out of your hair. You guys have a good night," I said exiting the room.

I went out the door once more.

Gretchen invited me earlier to a rave when we were in the music store. I figured this was my chance to take her up on her offer. After all, you're only young once.

When I got to her house I took a breath and knocked.

"Dawson? Whoa. You actually decided to come," she said and I nodded.

"Uh, yeah. I'm cashing in my rain check," I responded.

"Come in. Hey, guys, look who's joining us," she said and my eyes fell on none other than Joey and Pacey.

"Heh. All right. The Mitch mobile is gassed and ready to go. Who's coming?" I asked deciding to play nice tonight.

"Let's go, pace," Joey said and we all headed out.

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I look at myself one more time in the mirror.

My dress flowed out and end inches from my knees.

The colors splattered out all over.

I let my teased and crinkled hair free flow and then put on my strappy heeled shoes.

I needed to let off a little steam and so when Jen asked me to come to the rave I was in.

I hurried out of the bathroom to meet Jack who was getting out of his meeting.

"You look great S," Jack said and I smiled.

"Thanks."

"Andie and Jen?"

"Meeting us outside," I said and we hurried to meet them.

"Oh, my god. Insufferable. I cannot wait to dance this soccer stuff right out of my head! What, did we, uh, interrupt something?" Jack said as we approached the two.

No. Uh, just girl talk," Andie said.

"Mm-hmm. Well, I'm glad you stopped when I got here. Shall we, uh, vamanos?" Jack said.

"Yeah," Andie responded.

Jen looked a little off balance.

"You ok J?" I asked her she just nodded.

I wasn't quite convinced but, we headed out to the car.

We went to the checkpoint and then straight to the rave.

My mind was so plagued.

We got out of the car and headed in.

As we approached the front we caught sight of the last person I expected to see, Dawson.

Joey, Pacey, Drue, and of course, Gretchen was with him.

"Somebody's out celebrating," Joey said happily.

Andie grinned, "Yep!"

"What are we celebrating?" Gretchen asked.

"Andie got into Harvard," Joey answered.

Everyone passed around hugs.

"Hey," Dawson said and I forced a smile.

"Hey," was all I said back.

I glanced at Gretchen and then turned and headed inside.

What was this...jealously. This irrational jealously I wasn't going to let control me.

The music brought me back to the days my inhibitions were low.

I moved to the music, eyes closed.

I took a sip of the flask I brought.

I bumped into a surface and turned around to find my eyes locked with Pacey's.

"Woah there. You look prepared to take on the whole party," he joked and I smiled.

"Yeah well, you know, I always come prepared," I said offering the flask.

"Why thank you," he said taking a swig.

"Now to start the take over," I said taking his arm.

"What are you doing?"

"We're dancing. Come on move," I said making him move around.

He seemed amused at my initiative and played along.

"Come on Pacey feel the music," I said twirling around in a circle.

He laughed.

"I don't know how to feel the music. It's kind of like teaching a elephant to fly."

It was my turn to laugh this time.

"Well let's go Dumbo. I'll show you how it's done," I said giving him a wink.

We danced a while until the floor suddenly got even more crowded.

"Wanna get some air?" he said to me and I nodded.

We went outside.

"It's like a sauna in there," he said taking in the air.

I got rid of the top part of my dress that gave me sleeve.

He looked amused.

"Well that's one way to deal with it," he said and I laughed.

"I'm guessing you've been to a lot of these things," he commented.

"Yeah I guess you can say that," I responded.

"I spent a lot of time unconscious and or intoxicated at these things."

"Ah, the prime of our adolescence. We must take advantage."

"Of course."

"Then may I ask why on earth would you move to Capeside and out of all people, no offense to my ex best friend, befriend Dawson Leery."

I smiled.

"My mother has an odd sense of humor. I screwed up so she sent me to one of her many homes. She grew up in Capeside but, got out and never looked back. Guess she decided to punish me by sending me back to the place she had the most grief. And as for Dawson...well, I don't know. It was time for a change. It was a good change."

"Yeah, he definitely grows on you."

"You would know. It must have been a hard choice when it came to him and Joey."

"Yeah...like I said the other night, honesty. We just had a rather bad approach. But no regrets. It happened. All I can do is move on. I'm guessing I was cast as the villainous backstabber in Dawson's version."

"No. He doesn't talk about you anymore. I think it's just his way of pretending you don't matter which is a lie."

"So you think I have a chance?"

I looked over at him and I could see in just that moment how much he missed Dawson.

"Yes I do. But if you tell him I said that I'll deny, deny, deny."

He laughed.

"So you and Dawson,"

I smirked.

"So you and Dawson," I shot back making him laugh.

I looked up to see Dawson approaching us.

"Enjoying yourselves I see," Dawson said giving a smug smile.

"Yeah. Scarlett is great company. I think I'll take my leave though," Pacey said inching towards me.

"Remember deny, deny, deny," he whispered in my ear before taking off.

I smiled after him a moment before facing Dawson.

"When did you and Pacey get so chummy," he said and I shrugged.

I could hear his hostility in his voice.

"We just shared a dance and some conversation. He's a good listener and an interesting conversationalist," I said back trying to keep how bothered I was out of my voice.

Who did he think he was? I wasn't pledged to him and only him.

"Dancing? Hmm Pacey doesn't dance. Must have been some run in."

"Do you have something to say Dawson?"

"No of course not. What would I have to say?"

I was just about fed up with his subtle hostility.

And part of me wanted to pick a fight.

Maybe it was just my ego talking.

"Fine. I'm just going to go find Jen. I'm sure you have to catch up with Gretchen."

He grabbed my arm.

"Wait...are you jealous?"

I laughed.

"Are you?" I matched.

He was silent .

"Why would I be jealous? We're friends," he brushed off looking to the side.

"Then why would I be jealous? You and Gretchen are friends. We're all friends," I continued before turning but, he grabbed my hand once more.

I spun around and faced him.

"Why are you being like this?! I thought we were fine?" Dawson exclaimed.

"Look who's talking. I can't even talk to someone else. Is our friendship exclusive? Or is it just my half?"

"You know that's not how it is. Pacey-"

"Pacey what!? Is the big bad wolf? I've heard and you know what? This,"

I motioned in between us.

"Has nothing to do with Pacey."

We were face to face and standing off.

"Then what does it have to do with huh?! What?!" he rose his voice and by then we were inches from one another.

I could feel his breath on mine and my blood was rushing so fast I thought I might overheat and pass out.

"Nothing," I finally said and then turned and to leave before I lost my mind.

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