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I3rown Eyed Girl
 Posts: 33 (3/20/03 1:54 am) Reply |
The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 4/7) Thanks to everyone who is reading my stuff on this site. Someone asked if I have other stories and the answer is that I have written way too many. Haha! So I am posting one of my favorites. I can't decide if my heart lies more with this one or "Keep It Between The Lines". However, both of these stories are modeled somewhat after people that I care deeply about. Seeing as this country is going through some trying times right now, I picked this one to post first. I really hope you all enjoy it. I also have two banners but have decided to introduce it with this one because it was the original. ::takes a deep breath:: Here we go.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ March 2011 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Davis! Smith! Loggins! Baker! Thompson! Neil! Haley! Witter!” Pacey stepped forward and collected his mail when his name was called. As he walked back to his barracks, he thumbed through the letters. It was always the same thing. A card or two from his family, and the occasional letter from the occasional women he had met while stationed in various parts of the country. The Army had been good to him, and good for him, but he had to admit that he had seen some incredibly lonely days since he was recruited in the summer of 2003 while working as a tour guide in Miami. He left Capeside after graduation to work as a deckhand on a yacht, but once he was back on dry land, could not bring himself to return home. He had found a better life for himself away from Capeside and the memories there. He was now stationed on a base in Michigan, where he had been for the past three months. Pacey stretched back on his bunk and tore open the first letter. He chuckled to himself as he read the crude sex joke on the card that Doug had sent. He never failed to send one every few days. He tore open the next two letters. Both from women he had met along the way. The first was from Holly in North Carolina. The next was from Ashley in Alabama. He put them both aside, making a mental note to write them back before the week was out. He smiled to himself. There was just something about those southern women. He tore open the last letter and opened the envelope. He wrinkled his nose as he read the front of the invitation. ‘You’re Invited’. He lifted the front to read the inside. ‘The faculty, staff, and alumni of Capeside High cordially invites you to attend the Capeside High School ten year reunion for the class of 2001. The event will be held at the community center in downtown Capeside on April 5, 2011 at seven-thirty in the evening. Please RSVP by contacting Belinda McGovern at 555-0356 or Andrea McPhee 555-9247. We hope to hear from you soon!’ Pacey wrinkled his nose and tossed the invitation into the wastepaper basket beside the bunk. He didn’t participate in school sponsored activities then and he wasn’t doing it now. He had moved beyond Capeside. He did hate to disappoint Andie, however, knowing very well that she was the only reason he had even been considered. His other classmates could have cared less whether he attended or not. Pacey glanced at his watch to see that it was 2:00 in the afternoon. Figuring he wouldn’t have another free day until the next weekend he decided to catch a quick nap. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later That Day ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joey Potter pulled up into the driveway of the B&B. She climbed out of the car and walked down the driveway to check the mail. She flipped through the stack as she made her way back up the drive toward the door. Visa, power bill, car payment, Master Card, she continued to flip through the countless bills as she dropped her purse on the kitchen table and took a seat. “Hey, Aunt, Jo,” her thirteen-year-old nephew, Alex, greeted her as he ran through the house. “Stop running in the house!” she shouted, but he was already out the door, basketball in hand. Joey’s sister, Bessie, made her way into the kitchen shaking her head. “That kid’s gonna be the death of me.” Joey chuckled a little and chewed, absentmindedly, on her thumbnail as she finished reading one letter in particular. “What you got there, sis?” “Oh, it’s an invitation to our ten year reunion. How very school spirited,” she commented smiling and rolling her eyes as she put the invitation back into the envelope and dropped it onto the table. “What? You mean you’re not going?” Joey shook her head. “Nah.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End of Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hello, Darlin'. I'd love to lay you down."  Christmas In Dixie Mayberry Love LettersEdited by: I3rown Eyed Girl at: 4/7/03 12:57:47 am |
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SnoozyC
 Posts: 28 (3/20/03 10:43 am) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20)
Heehee! You know I love this one sweetie... yum yum yum... Army Pacey *drrrrrooooool*
I also love Keep it Between the Lines  
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Angel608J
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 24 (3/20/03 6:49 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) You know - I saw this over at PoTL and I can't for the life of me figure out why I haven't read it yet. Anyhow, I'm loving it and I hope the next update isn't too far away. Oh, and I can't wait for you to post Keep it Between the Lines, I LOVE that one!! Wonderful job. Angel 
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leep4joy
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 21 (3/20/03 9:40 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) This looks really promising. Please update again soon! ~Lee
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LadyHaHa
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 18 (3/21/03 8:47 am) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) Aww High school reunion! I love it! Post more soon? It looks like it's going to be a really good one! Donna Edited by: LadyHaHa at: 3/21/03 11:48:54 am |
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I3rown Eyed Girl
Posts: 34 (3/21/03 9:51 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) Thanks for the replies, guys! So glad that you all are enjoying this. I even lured a few new victims...I mean loyal readers. Hehe! I do appreciate it, so much!I'm out of here in a few hours, headed to North Carolina. I'll try to update from there, but just letting you know there may be a delay. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning Pacey pulled on his sweats and set out before sunrise for his morning jog. He pumped his legs faster, increasing his speed with every stride as he turned a corner and headed away from the base. Every morning was the same routine, a five-mile run before breakfast. Some of his buddies kidded him mercilessly about exercising when it wasn’t necessary. However, Pacey was one of the strongest soldiers on the base due to his willingness to stay in the best shape possible. Pacey continued jogging until he came to his next turn. Three miles down, two more to go. This was about the time it always happened, self-reflection. Every morning he would think about the metaphor his life had become. He was essentially running nowhere fast and ending up in the same place he had begun. Joining the Army and becoming an active soldier had been one of the best decisions of his life. However, sometimes, as people tend to do, he yearned for something more. Once he returned to the barracks, he pulled his sweat-drenched shirt over his head, tossing it into his locker. He then began to rummage around in the waste-paper basket, swearing under his breath as he remembered that it had been emptied the previous afternoon. Pacey grabbed some pocket change and a pen from his locker and jogged down to the payphones. He deposited the changed and dialed information. The operator answered and asked for the city and state. “Capeside, Massachusetts,” he said into the phone. After a pause the operator asked for the listing. “Andrea McPhee.” He jotted the number down on his hand and replaced the receiver. Then he dialed Andie to RSVP and ask the necessary information that was, as he told her, “accidentally misplaced.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ April 3, 2001 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Pacey!” Pacey picked up his luggage from baggage claim as he heard a female voice behind him. “Gretchen!” he exclaimed, dropping his bags and running to her. He pulled her into his arms and spun her around. Once he set her down, she took a step back and looked at her younger brother in amazement. His hair had been shaven and he was wearing his military uniform. She had never seen anyone looking as handsome and sure of himself as he did, and it made her so proud of him. Pacey no longer looked down at anyone. He held his head high with a newfound pride and self-assurance. “You look terrific.” “Thank you,” Pacey answered, smiling at her. “My little brother,” she whispered. “I can’t believe it.” “Not exactly the same as you remembered, huh sis?” Gretchen shook her head. “That’s where you’re wrong, Pacey. You carry yourself with much more confidence. You finally found what it is that you want. Men like you, Pacey Witter, are the reason the rest of the United States citizens are safe. But underneath all of that you are still Pacey. The same Pacey that I know and love.” Pacey smiled at her with tears in his eyes. After all these years his family could finally be proud of him. And that alone was the best feeling in the world. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her once more. “And the same Pacey that used to run my bra up the school flagpole before school on Monday mornings.” Pacey laughed. “Yep, that’s me, Gretch.” Gretchen laughed along with him. “Well, come on, trouble maker. Let’s get you settled in.” He slung his carry-on over his shoulder and picked up his suitcase. He threw his other arm around his sister and led her out of the airport, toward her car. He would be staying with Gretchen, her husband, Johnny, and his three-month-old nephew, which he had never met. Life was good and he was glad to be back in Capeside if only for a few days. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Honey, we’re home,” Gretchen yelled through the house, as she and Pacey entered. “Hey, there,” a young man of about thirty years greeted them, as he came out of the kitchen. He was wiping his hands on the tail of his apron. Gretchen gave him a peck on the cheek then turned to Pacey. “Pacey, you remember, Johnny, right?” “Yes, we met over the holidays. How’s it goin’?” Pacey asked, shaking his hand. “Can’t complain, and yourself.” “Doing quite well, thanks.” Johnny turned back to Gretchen, his eyes wide. “He hasn’t seen the baby!” Gretchen laughed. “We were just heading up to the nursery. We just wanted to come in and say hey first.” She started toward the stairs as Pacey followed. “We’ll be right back.” “Take you’re time. Supper will be ready shortly.” “So you found one that’s a cook? Sounds like a keeper, Gretch.” “Trust me, he was not always like this. Since the baby was born, he just feels the need to lend an extra hand.” She shrugged. “Who am I to complain?” Pacey laughed as they neared the nursery. Gretchen pushed the door open and led Pacey inside. He looked down into the crib at the beautiful little boy. The baby wasn’t sleeping, just fidgeting quietly and staring in a trance at the mobile above the bed. At the site of his mother, he turned his head and smiled. “Aww, Gretchen, he’s beautiful.” Gretchen lifted the baby out of the crib and placed him in Pacey’s arms. “Pacey, I would like you to meet Thomas Ray Manning. And Tommy, this is your Uncle Pacey.” Pacey held the baby close to him and smiled. “Hey Tommy. You and me are gonna be pals, right?” The baby smiled and reached for one of the buttons on Pacey’s uniform. “So, Pace. You excited about seeing everyone again?” “Hmm?” Pacey asked, tearing his gaze away from the baby, and looking back at his sister. “The class reunion. Aren’t you excited?! I mean you haven’t seen these people in ages! This is going to be so cool.” “Oh, yeah it is. I’m excited,” Pacey told her. But Gretchen knew her brother well. He was lying. He wasn’t excited, he was anxious and fidgety. And Gretchen could place a few bets as to why that was, however, she kept her mouth shut and just nodded. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End of Chapter One. Feedback? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hello, Darlin'. I'd love to lay you down." Christmas In Dixie Mayberry Love LettersEdited by: I3rown Eyed Girl at: 3/22/03 1:07:05 am |
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EviePJlvr 
 Posts: 161 (3/22/03 10:20 am) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) *does dance* Woooo hoo!! Thanks for post one of my fave stories here Ang! I hope you have a blast in Wilmywood! I wish I could go, but sigh. Oh well! I'm having fun at home. Say hi to other Angie for me! Hugs! Me  Reading is good. Writing is even better. |
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SnoozyC
Posts: 34 (3/24/03 12:05 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - Prologue (3/20) Ooops, naughty Suzy almost missed this update.... but you know I love it honey bunny! Hope you're having fun with Josh Can't wait to hear all the gossip!
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LadyHaHa
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 34 (3/30/03 10:50 pm) Reply |
Fic This is a great fic too. I can't wait until you get back and update it. It seems like it's going to be a fab one!! Donna |
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I3rown Eyed Girl
Posts: 35 (4/1/03 9:46 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 3/21) Thanks for the encouragement guys! I appreciate your reading and the wonderful feedback! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Two ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pacey turned this way and that, checking out his image in the full-length mirror that stood before him in the guestroom of Gretchen’s house. For someone who had almost not shown up for this event, he had sure put a lot of thought into how he should dress. He had gone back and forth, first holding his civvies, a pair of slacks and a dress shirt, up in front of him. Then he had held his uniform up in front of him. He couldn’t decide which was more appropriate. He knew it was customary to wear his uniform to events such as these, especially still being active in service, but he didn’t want to cause a fuss. Finally, he had decided to go with his uniform, pulling it on over his boxers and wife-beater. And now he stood in front of the mirror contemplating whether or not he should change again. “Pacey, I’ve told you a million times, wear your uniform. You look as sharp as a tack,” Gretchen commented, sticking her head in the bedroom door. He turned to face her and shrugged his shoulders, straightening his sleeves. “You think? Be honest with me, Gretch.” Gretchen folded her arms over her chest and nodded. “I think. And I also think it’s going to be over before you get there if you don’t get your butt in the car and go.” “Just give me a second,” he told her, turning back to the mirror. “For what? You don’t have enough hair to brush, I hope you haven’t started wearing make-up. You look fantastic, Pacey. Now, go!” Pacey looked back at her for a brief moment then hung his head. “What is it, Pacey?” she asked, walking up and placing a hand on his shoulder. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen these people. And to be perfectly honest, I’m not sure I should be back here now. I mean, I come home on occasion to see the family, but I’m just not sure I want to face them yet. Maybe not ever. There was a very good reason I didn’t let anyone other than you all know how to get in touch with me,” he told her, casting a knowing glance in her direction. “Ok, yes. Andie called me for your address when they started planning the reunion. And I almost told her I didn’t have it, Pacey. I know that you are scared of facing everyone again. That’s normal. You have been out of circulation since you left the summer after graduation. But something just told me that you should do this. I even explained to Andie that you didn’t want everyone having your contact information and she swore to me it was going no further. She just wanted you to be included. She misses you, Pace. I bet they all do. You need to see your friends again.” Pacey finally said the name he had been avoiding since he had arrived in Capeside. “And Joey?” he asked looking at her. “I don’t know, Pacey. It’s been months since I’ve seen her. She may not even show up. But if she does I’m sure she will want to see you as well. And you want to see her?” Pacey shook his head. “I don’t know. What’s the point?” “Maybe you just want to see what she’s been up to? Don’t tell me you never think about her.” He nodded. “Yeah, I do. Not as much as I used to, but I do. I wonder where she is, what she’s doing with her life...,” he paused and lowered his head again, “who she loves.” Gretchen just nodded in understanding. “But I don’t love her anymore. I don’t need to see her, and I don’t need closure. As long as she is happy and healthy, that’s all that matters. And I’m doing fine. I really am.” “I know that. But I still think it’s a good idea for you to go to this thing, Pace. Just hold your head high and go see your old friends. And it wouldn’t kill you to have a good time,” she added with a smile. Pacey laughed. “I’ll try.” They walked out the bedroom door, down the stairs, and into the foyer. Gretchen handed him the keys to her car. “If you hurt it...” she began. “I know, I know. You’ll hurt me,” he finished, smiling. “See, even after all these years, you still remember the most important things in life.” Pacey laughed and leaned down to hug her. Once outside, he got in and adjusted the driver’s seat. Then he started the car and headed toward the community center downtown. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ An hour later the party was in full swing and, surprisingly enough, Pacey was having a great time. He had talked with so many people that he hadn’t spoken with in years. Everyone, of course, wanted to know how he had decided to enlist in the Army, and how life was treating him. And every woman there, single and married, gushed over him. However, he had yet to see any of the gang. He knew Andie had to be there somewhere, and figured Jack and Jen would show up, although it was typical of those two to be fashionably late. However it was anybody’s guess as to whether Joey or Dawson would be there. Pacey looked toward the door as more people filtered in and greeted their old high school buddies. He walked over to the punch bowl and poured himself a cup as a young woman walked up beside him. “Pacey Witter?” Pacey turned around to face one of his old ninth-grade crushes. “Evie Barret,” Pacey said with a smile, “how’s life been treatin’ you?” “Very well, actually.” He looked her up and down. “Obviously.” Evie laughed and Pacey joined in. “Same old Pacey,” she said. “It’s great to see you again. You look wonderful.” “Thank you. You’re lookin’ pretty good yourself.” Pacey put his drink down then took hers and sat it beside his own. “So would you like to dance?” “I’d love to.” He led her out onto the dance floor and wrapped his arms around her waist. They swayed to the music as they caught up on what had been going on since high school. It turned out Evie was a freelance writer living in New York City. That was no surprise to him considering the ambition she had always possessed. He told her all about his travels and how he had been recruited to join the military. They danced through the next two songs before she stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on his cheek. He kissed her back, and they hugged. “It was good to see you again, Pacey.” “Likewise. You take care of yourself, Evie. I wish you the best of luck.” “Thanks. You, too, Pace.” She walked away and Pacey glanced back toward the door just in time to see her enter the room. She took his breath away, standing there as beautiful as ever. He noticed that she had walked in alone, but was soon greeted by various old classmates. He watched her as she hugged them, tossing her head back and giggling at something one of them said. Then he turned and headed toward the restroom. He thought he could do this. He thought he was ready, but he wasn’t. He couldn’t face her. Not yet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End of Chapter Two Feedback? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hello, Darlin'. I'd love to lay you down." Christmas In Dixie Mayberry Love LettersEdited by: I3rown Eyed Girl at: 4/2/03 12:47:38 am |
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SnoozyC
Posts: 44 (4/2/03 10:30 am) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 3/21) Awwww, he is ready, he is ready! Make him turn back Ang I'm so glad Gretchen told him to go in his uniform *droooool* |
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leep4joy
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 47 (4/4/03 9:21 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 3/21)
Hey sweetie~
This is such a great fic. I thought I replied earlier, but I guess I didn't. Sorry  Gotta say though, I love the idea of Pacey in a uniform!! I can't wait for when he actually talks to Joey. Please update soon. ~Lee P.S. Evie's cameo was so precious!
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paceyluvr
 Posts: 24 (4/5/03 6:11 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 4/2) On strike from you and you know why..... *sniff* Co-founder of the (X)s admiration club |
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Angel608J
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 34 (4/5/03 6:48 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 4/2) I think he's ready. No, wait...I know he's ready. Make him turn around and go and talk to her. Pleeeeeeeeeeease?  I think I missed an update, but I'm all caught up now. So feel free to post another update any time. Excellent job and I'm loving every minute of this. Angel |
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I3rown Eyed Girl
Posts: 36 (4/6/03 9:47 pm) Reply |
Re: The Heart Won't Lie - (Updated 4/2) Hey guys. Well, I'm back with another update. Jenni, still on strike? For those of you out there who are, I'm sorry you feel that way. I wish I could change that. For those who aren't, I hope you enjoy! Thanks ever so much for the replies even though this is an old fic. Please continue to keep our soldiers in your thoughts and prayers. Hopefully my little soldier is coming home soon!!! Pacey shut his eyes, turning and leaning against the sink. ‘You. Are. A. Wuss.’ That is all he could think. He had no problem running five miles before breakfast every morning. He could do fifty push-ups without breaking a sweat. However, he couldn’t even face his old flame? ‘No. This is ridiculous,’ he thought angrily, turning toward the sink. He turned the tap on and splashed his face a few times. Then turning the water off, he dried his face with a few paper towels, tossed them into the trash and studied his image in the mirror. ‘It’s not like I’m not over her,’ he reasoned. ‘That was so many years ago. I just don’t know how to act. What are you supposed to say to the woman you left behind with not so much as a goodbye?’ “Why does this have to be so damn complicated?” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut and rubbing them with his fingers. ‘Get a grip, Witter,’ he thought. ‘Just go out there and act natural. If she speaks that’s fine. If you speak that’s fine. Don’t make a big issue out of it.’ With that he ran a hand nervously through what little hair he had and walked out of the restroom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Pacey?!” Pacey heard the excited squeal behind him and spun around. He’d recognize that voice anywhere and it made him grin from ear to ear. “Andie!” He picked her up and spun her around. She hugged him tightly. “I’m so glad you’re here!” “Me too. So, where’ve you been all evening?” “Ugh! I haven’t gotten a chance to talk to anyone yet! We had a minor...catering catastrophe in the back.” Pacey laughed. “Well, you’re out here now.” He gestured toward the room. “You did a great job.” “Thanks,” Andie replied with a shy smile. “It is nice, isn’t it?” “Yes it is.” “Well, I guess I should move around and see who all’s here,” she told him. “You do that. But remember McPhee, you owe me a dance before the evening’s over.” She gave him one last hug. “You got it, Pacey.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jen and Jack made their way from the parking lot toward the community center. Jen stopped, removed her heels, and dropped them into her oversized purse. Jack laughed, stopping and waiting on her to catch up. “What? You wanna wear them for a little while?” Jack laughed again. “No thanks, Marilyn Monroe.” Jen shot him a look. “Listen I’m irritated enough at being an hour and a half late, without your adding insult to injury.” “Hey, I wasn’t the one who had to run to Wal-Mart at the last minute because my curling iron wouldn’t heat.” “You’re cruisin’, Jack.” They entered the crowded room and were immediately greeted by Andie. “Hey you two!” she exclaimed, hugging first Jen then Jack. “I thought we were gonna have to send out a search party.” “Oh, no. We were experiencing technical difficulties with the beauty aides,” Jack offered. Jen elbowed him in the stomach. “Do you want to walk back to New York City?” Jack immediately shut up. “Didn’t think so.” “So, Roger couldn’t make it?” Andie asked Jen, referring to Jen’s fiancé of two years. “No, Roger had to be in an executive meeting until later tonight. It seems like that man always has some kind of work to do.” “At least you have one,” Jack said with a shrug. Andie patted his arm. “You’ll find the one, Jackers. When you least expect it.” Just then someone walked up behind Jen and wrapped her in a bear hug, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin. “Guess who?” Jen spun around and threw her arms around him. “Pacey Witter!” “The one and only. How have you been, beautiful?” Jen laughed. “Well, I’m making it. How about yourself? You look fantastic!” “Thank you. I'm doing very well actually.” “Ok, I’ve done this front-door greeter thing long enough. Let’s go find a table and catch up!” Andie suggested grabbing Jen’s hand and leading the three of them over to a vacant table away from the crowded dance floor. They all grabbed a drink on their way, then took their seats around the table. “So, where shall we start?” Andie asked excitedly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joey stood in the far corner of the room, looking across to the table in which her old high school friends sat, talking and laughing. She had been keeping her distance since she got there thirty minutes before, pondering what she would say. They would all want to know what she had been doing with her life. The Worthington graduate. The girl who had graduated with honors, one of the best students in her class. The one they had all expected to make it out of Capeside. She had kept her whereabouts a secret for so long, which wasn’t easy considering their families still lived in Capeside. She didn’t need anyone pitying her. She didn’t want to disappoint them either. They’d had such high expectations of her. Andie was the only one who’d known. She’d needed a friend and Andie lived close by, with her husband and two children, on the outskirts of town. She often felt as if Andie’s family was part of her own. She was the one who had convinced Joey that she should come to the reunion. Joey tried to keep tabs on everyone else through Andie. Dawson was still living out in LA, an executive of a small production company there, and the only member of their group who wasn’t able to leave his job to attend the reunion. Jack lived alone in an apartment in New York City, interning at a law firm, and finishing graduate school. Jen and her fiancé, Roger, shared a small house just outside of New York City. Roger worked for a bank and Jen taught at a high school near their home. The only one she didn’t know about was Pacey. She hadn’t heard a word from him since the party before graduation. She felt her eyes tear up as she wondered if he ever bought the boat he spoke of that night. She’d asked Andie about Pacey only once, to which she replied that she hadn’t heard a word from him. Nobody had. Since that day Joey hadn’t asked of him again. She assumed that things were better off that way. However she knew the time had come for her to see him again, face to face. With that thought she gathered her courage and made her way across the room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Andie, Pacey, Jack, and Jen were all laughing and cutting up when Andie suddenly glanced up then jumped out of her seat. “Joey! You did make it! I was beginning to wonder.” Joey hugged her friend. “Oh, I’ve been here a few minutes. Just kind of mingling, you know?” She lied. Jen was the next to get out of her seat and hug Joey, followed by Jack. They all exchanged hugs and compliments for a few minutes before Joey finally looked up at Pacey. He was standing quietly beside his chair. “Hey, Pace,” she greeted him, breaking the ice. “Jo,” he answered, nodding. She moved to sit down and he pulled her chair out for her. She stood in front as he scooted it up under her. She looked back over her shoulder. “Thanks,” she said quietly. “You’re welcome,” he answered, taking the seat beside her. “So, where’s Brad?” Joey asked, referring to Andie’s husband. “He’s,” she began, “right there actually,” she finished as a tall, handsome man made his way over to the table. Andie introduced Brad to everyone, explaining the dilemma they had encountered earlier that evening. The baby-sitter had come down with a bad case of the flu and cancelled, leaving Brad to sit home with the children. However, Brad then added that after Andie left he had made a few calls before one of his sisters had agreed to sit with the children while he joined Andie at the reunion. “I’m so glad you made it,” Andie told him for the second time, placing a kiss on his cheek. “For a while there, I was beginning to wonder if I would,” he told her with a laugh. “Then I called Nancy and she said she would be more than happy to sit with the kids for a few hours. So now I get to meet all the people Andie has told me so much about,” he added, addressing Jen, Jack, Pacey, and Joey. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time passed quickly as they all chatted about old times and everything that had happened since high school. Joey slid her chair away from the table and stood up. “Where are you running off to?” Jack asked her. “Oh, I’ll be right back,” she said with a smile. “I just want to get some air.” She made her way out back to the balcony that overlooked the water. She took a few deep breaths, instantly feeling better. She wasn’t sure how long she stood there looking out across the water before she heard someone walk up behind her. Pacey draped the jacket of his uniform around her shoulders. He was sure that it was probably a military no-no of some kind, but sense when did he ever live by the rules? However he didn’t say anything. He just propped his elbows on the railing beside her and looked out into the darkness. “Thanks,” she mumbled. Pacey nodded. They stood together like that for a few moments before Pacey broke the silence. “You haven’t said very much tonight.” He had noticed that every time someone had asked her a question, she had changed the subject to anything other than her own life. “Neither have you,” she countered. Pacey nodded again. “Fair enough.” Pacey knew. He knew something wasn’t right. Time could change a lot of things, however, even time could not erase the way Pacey knew Joey Potter. There was something she didn’t want to share with them. She was keeping something from him. And although he knew he had no right to feel that way, it hurt. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End of Chapter Three Feedback? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hello, Darlin'. I'd love to lay you down." Christmas In Dixie Mayberry Love LettersEdited by: I3rown Eyed Girl at: 4/7/03 12:48:31 am |
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PJfanLizzy
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 23 (4/8/03 6:30 pm) Reply |
hehe Oh no! What is it? I don't want to know. I really liked this chapter. Please post a new one soon.  Lizzy |
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SnoozyC
Posts: 47 (4/10/03 11:08 am) Reply |
Re: hehe Aww, I remember the first time I ever read that chapter being so terrified and yet intrigued as to what secrets Joey was hiding. Of course, now I know in advance, but I'm still loving reading this fic again Bring on more uniformed Pacey!
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LadyHaHa
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 40 (4/10/03 10:33 pm) Reply |
ooo I'm really loving this. I'm worried now though what's happening? I can only guess. I think I know. I probably could sneak a read of this some place else since others seem to know of it already, but I won't do that. I'll just be patient. Good job with this. Donna |
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Angel608J
Loves Pacey and Joey Posts: 40 (4/18/03 7:42 pm) Reply |
Re: ooo *tries to be patient and not read ahead at the other board* I don't know how long I can hold out though honey. After all, patience is so not my strong suit. I really enjoyed this update and can't wait to find out about Joey's secret. More soon please. Angel |
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