Chapter Five - Pacey's P.O.V.
"All right Mr. Witter, it looks like we have everything completed here. This is your semester class schedule according to the courses you chosen. Here's your freshman booklist, it has all the books for every class offered here at Boston University, anything with an asterisks beside it isn't available from the campus bookstore, but the last part is a list of local bookstores that will. If you have any other questions someone is usually here to help you. Now I'll have Lindsay give you a tour of campus, and show you to your dorm." The secretary for the admissions office says. "Lindsay, you can take over now, and good luck Mr. Witter."
"Thanks for everything, I'm still having a little trouble believing I'm actually here." I tell her.
"Hi, I'm Lindsay, but you can call me Linds, everyone else does." Says the cute blond with green eyes I had seen come into the office a while ago.
"Pacey Witter" I respond and offered her my hand.
She took it and says "I'm also one of the resident advisors in your dorm. I've been in Bentley Hall for two years now so if you have any problems I'm the person to talk to."
"I'm sure I'll make a pest of myself in no time." I tell her smiling.
"So Pacey, what do you want to do first? Tour the Campus or head over to the dorm?" She asks.
"I'd like to store my stuff, so I guess you an show me where home is."
"Okay. Come on Bentley's this way, across the quad. You're actually really lucky because you've registered so late you got one of the only single rooms in the building. Admin likes to buddy everyone up as much as possible. You're so lucky you won't have a roommate to bother you all the time. Anyway Bentley's the smallest dorm on campus, it's an old brownstone the university renovated into housing about five years ago when they had a severe shortage due to high enrollment numbers. Mostly we're all scholarship students so it's quieter than most of the other dorms. Albert Hall is where all the best parties happen, you'll have to check some out."
"Oh Linds, I don't know how much partying I'm going to be doing. I'm here on a full ride and really need to work my ass off if I plan on sticking around for four years." I explain.
"I know that feeling; I'm here on a full ride as well. I'm majoring in Architecture. Have you picked your major yet?"
"For now I'm undecided, but I think Engineering, something with designing boats maybe? I really do love to sail."
"That explains the tan, I was wondering. Well this is home." Lindsay says walking up the steps.
"Wow, Pretty Nice!"
"Yeah, we like it. Come on your up on four. We'll dump your stuff and I'll show you around campus."
We go up to my room, which is pretty bare, just a bed, desk, and a small fridge. I make a mental note to get a hold of Dougie and talk to him about sending me some of my stuff. We walk around the campus for a while. Lindsay showing me where my classes are, the gym, the cafeteria, and the bookstore, before heading back to the dorm.
When I get back I unpack my stuff, which takes all of half an hour, and I try to figure out what I will need from Doug's. I'm starting to get restless, so I decide to go and check out the bookstore, to get my books, and the other supplies I'm going to need, so I can begin classes on the right foot. I grab my keys and wallet before heading out. I'm looking at a map of Boston down in the foyer when someone taps me on the shoulder.
"You look lost." I hear from behind me, before I turn to see who was talking to me.
"You could say that." I respond.
"I'm Matt by the way. Where you trying to go?"
"Pacey, and I'm trying to find a bookstore actually."
"Pacey, my man you are in luck, I was just heading over to Finn's. It's one of the stores on that list you're holding. You're welcome to tag along." He offers.
"Thanks man, I'm still not quite sure where I'm going yet."
"So, did Linds give you the old campus tour?" he asks smiling "That girl could talk your ear off, telling you all about every building here on campus if you let her."
"Yeah, actually she did. She seems really nice, cute too!"
"Just don't go getting any ideas there Pacey, she's taken. And I'd kinda like to keep it that way."
"Wouldn't dream of it, besides I've got my own girl, well I did if shell ever talk to me again. We have issues, and I'm trying to avoid them right now. Until I get things back on track."
"So where is this girl your still in love with?" Matt asks.
"Her names Joey, well it's really Josephine but she'll kick anyones ass who calls her that. She's here in Boston actually, going to Worthington. She doesn't even know I'm here in Boston."
"Bad break-up?"
"I don't really know. I got scared and blew it. She probably hates me right now. I'm hoping to have sometime to figure out what I'm going to say to her. I'm hoping I didn't blow it completely with her by taking off without a word to anyone."
"Man, what did you do?"
"I went sailing for the summer, didn't call her, or try to contact her in anyway. Of course this was all after I broke her heart and embarrassed her at our senior prom in front of our entire class. I'm a complete asshole, stay away from me if you want to keep your woman."
"Well there's Finn's." Matt indicates to the sign up the street. "I'm gonna grab a coffee across the street, I'll find you in a few. You want anything?"
"Nah, I'm good."
"Okay, happy hunting." he says before running across the street.
I walk into the bookstore, asking the clerk where I could find the books I was looking for, heading towards the front of the store. As I walk by the front window something across the street catches my eye. A small group sat outside the coffee shop enjoying the afternoon sun, something about them seems familiar. A girl with shoulder length brown hair the same color as chocolate sat with her back to me, a cute blond and a guy with dark hair sit talking and laughing with her. Something about her keeps drawing my eyes back to her.
Maybe it's because her hair reminds me of Joey's but as I watched them or more specifically her I am bombarded with images, and memories of Joey. I start daydreaming. As I give myself over to the images I can remember how soft her skin is, how she smells, how I felt buried deep inside of her. I feel myself starting to stir and pull away from the memories, it's too much. I go back to watching instead. After a few minutes she laughs and turns to get something out of one of the bags pilled at her feet. As she turns she looks my way, my heart stops, and I have to remember to breath. It's Joey and she looks gorgeous.
Then it hits me; she's cut her hair. She had gone and done the one thing she'd promised me she'd would never do while we were together. She knew I how much I loved it long. How I loved to play with it, run my fingers through it, but mostly feel it draped across by body. I felt myself start to harden as I remember the feel of her soft sweat hair on my body, teasing me.
Before I know what I'm doing, I drop the book I'm holding, I stalk out of the store and across the street. I walk right up to her table, and say "How could you cut your hair? You promised me you leave it long. You know how much I love it."
I freeze as I realize what I've just done and said. All she can do is stare up at me squinting a little against the sun.