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"You think that's a good thing?" "I think it's a really bad thing if I want to maximize my chances of sleeping with you before I die, which is actually a strategy that has a certain appeal at this point. But I think it's a good thing if I want to maximize my chances that I'm not going to wind up as a shrunken head on your Wall of Men Who've Done You Wrong." She stared at him for a long minute, then finally nodded. "Well, if that's what you think, I guess there's not a whole lot I can do about it." "Nope. There sure isn't." He came over closer to her again and put his hand on her arm. "Jen, I'm not telling you 'no.' I'm telling you 'yes.' I'm just telling you 'yes' in a way that I think sounds like 'no' to you because you're used to having people say 'no' to you in a way that sounds like 'yes.'" Jen sighed and swiped the back of her hand across her eyes. "That's a very fascinating theory," she said with sarcastic rancor. He turned to walk up the steps of the B&B, and over his shoulder, said softly, "Good night, Jen." She said nothing, but just got in her car and drove home, barely making it inside the door before she dropped onto the couch and fell asleep. *** At the Capeside High School baseball diamond, Joey and Pacey lay in the grass in the middle of right field, sprawled out in a T with her head on his stomach. "I'm ruining my dress," she said matter-of-factly. "Are you complaining?" Just hearing those three words -- are, you, complaining -- Joey was struck again by how remarkable his voice was. She was constantly amazed by the way he laced everything he said to her with that combination of romantic swoon and playful wink, as if everything they did together contained elements of both sex and kick-the-can. "No, I'm not complaining." She squinted up at the sky. "Is that the Big Dipper?" "Is what the Big Dipper?" He stroked her hair. "Where are you looking?" "I'm looking right there." In the pitch black, she pointed straight up. "That's very helpful," he said, staring up at the wall of stars. "I can't believe how clear it is." "I never see this many stars in the city."
"You never will, either. Just another reason why you should really get the heck out of there and come home." He tried to say it casually, but knew right away that it hadn't worked. She was suddenly happy he couldn't see her face. "I love it there, actually. You'd love it, too." "Me? Well, I'm in school here, so I can't really leave. Classes start in, like, four weeks, and everything is pretty much going to go nuts at that point. I'll have work study again, and everything gets harder once you get past the low expectations and beer blasts of first year. Besides, my charming sister would have trouble affording the Seaside Witterdome by herself, and my parents would drive her completely crazy." For a speech assembled on short notice, he thought it was fairly compelling. "Well, I don't want to move, either." She squirmed a little. "I really love working for Chris, and I'm actually good at it." "Don't you want to go to school?" "You know, Pacey, this may come as a shock to you, but they actually do have a thriving undergraduate climate in the Boston area if I decide that's what I want." She threw together everything she'd been thinking of all night. "You could move up right away, because I have room in my apartment. You could transfer someplace for the fall, and we could be a real live couple, living in our very own place." She reached out and stroked his knee. "I'd make you breakfast every Sunday." Pacey laughed uncomfortably, disengaging his hand from her hair. "I'm really happy here. I know the professors at school, and I'm finally getting somewhere after being a major academic washout for about fifteen years, as you well know." He gave her shoulder a little squeeze. "Wouldn't you like being home with Bessie and Bodie and Alex?" "Not really," she said simply. "When I'm there, it's like nobody knows anything about me except what I decide I want to tell them. They don't know about my dad, and I don't tell them. They don't know about the Icehouse, the drugs . . . and they don't know about me, either. They've never heard of Dawson, never heard of Jen, never heard about all the stupid things I've done." "Never heard of me?" he asked softly. Joey chuckled. "The ones who know me at all hear about you soon enough, don't worry." She sat in the quiet for a minute, listening to a distant car engine. Who could be up at this hour, besides us? She sighed. "I just don't feel like I can leave. Where I am, and what I'm doing . . . I think it's where I'm supposed to be." Pacey touched her hair again. "That's really funny, because that's exactly how I feel." A long silence settled between them. He felt the weight of her head on his stomach, her soft hair under his fingers. She stared up at the sky, still wondering whether the stars
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Disclaimers: Nope, don't own them.
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what she really wants, and you know
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Joey suddenly felt the crush of sil
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"It was weird," Jen mused. "I reall
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Pacey, on the other hand, was usual
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Jack held up his hands in defeat. "
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"Pacey, it's really good to see you
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Pacey would spend the next twenty y
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"You are not." He grinned again. "A
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How sad, she somehow had the time t
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he repeated. At this, she smiled, a
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*** Joey's mind wandered back to Th
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"You did. You thought I didn't want
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"Because if you didn't have that lo
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"You and I are meant to be, Jo." It
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*** part seven: pass When the phone
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"No." Joey stared out the window de
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It was cold, even for January, and
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He froze. "Is that the real reason?
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"Then why didn't you just get the h
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He wanted to take it back. It was t
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"Hello?" "Jen?" "Pacey?" "Yeah, yea
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"I'm crazy about you, Lindley, you
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This was a development Dawson hadn'
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pouncing on her mouth and kissing h
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"Well," Dawson said, picking up his
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