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She yanked it from her bag and hit the green button. "Jen Lindley's House of Horror and Pancakes. Home of the Frankenwaffle." "Pretty good," he said, "but not as good as yesterday." "What was I yesterday?" "You were the Porn Hut." "Oh, right." She narrowly missed being flattened <strong>by</strong> a skateboarder. "Sugar and Spice at a Reasonable Price." He laughed. "Right. How was psych?" "We talked about our feelings." "And now you're on your way to French." "Oui." "Are they going to teach you about kissing?" "You ask me that every day." He gave an indignant snort. "You keep saying no." "What makes you think I need to study kissing?" She started up the stairs into the language building. "Hey, I'm just looking out for the quality of your educational experience." "You're just looking out for the quality of your weekend." "Speaking of which, I'll be there Friday at the usual time." "Bring me flowers." "I always bring you flowers." "Well, I'm just saying, I like it. You should keep doing it." She stopped in the hall outside her classroom. "I'm here, I have to go." "Okay. Talk to you at noon." "Noon." "Crazy about you."
"Me, too." She hit the button, dropped the phone in her bag, and walked into class smiling. *** When Pacey had moved out of his old apartment, he'd figured he would have trouble getting used to anything new, but the new place was okay. Leaving Capeside had been hard -- Doug had become downright tolerable, and he missed Gretchen like crazy -- but the close proximity to Joey without actually being able to see her had eventually gotten to be too much. Leaving school had been even worse, but he could start again in January. So now here he was, with at least his Dumbo clock as a mark of familiarity. He lay down on the couch, put his feet up, and put his hands over his eyes. When she had left after Andie's party weekend in August, he'd been sure he and Joey were doing the right thing, and equally sure that it was going to hurt as much as anything he'd ever done. At first, it had actually been easier than he thought. He spent a lot of time working, eating, going to the movies -- anything that would keep him from having those horrible moments when he stared at the wall, seeing her face grow out of it like a ghost. When he'd gotten back to his apartment just after she left, he'd collapsed on his bed exhausted, only to notice that the pillows smelled like her, so much that he momentarily buried his face in them and inhaled deeply. Almost immediately, though, he took them from the bed and threw them into a laundry bag, stuffing the sheets in after them. He propped himself up on his bed with pillows from the couch and lay in the sunlit room, thinking about her, for long hours until he finally fell asleep. The biggest surprise of early fall had been a phone call from Dawson. At first, he'd been inclined to be bitter -- sure, now that I can't have her eiither, we can be friends again -- but to his surprise, Dawson had wanted to talk about everything but Joey. It was the first time he remembered ever talking to Dawson without there being some reference -- whether explicit or clumsily veiled -- to her. These days, Dawson mostly wanted to talk about Megan, who had him in such an explosively good mood it had almost lifted him out of the ostentatious self-importance he'd picked up somewhere around the ninth grade. Among her charms, she had an exercise she'd put him through three times since the beginning of the school year. The way Dawson told it, Megan would take him to a party, and tell him that he was forbidden to speak to anyone in declarative sentences. He could employ interjections, like "Wow!" and "Sure!" and "Thanks!". He could say hello. He could ask other people questions. He could nod, he could gesture, he could send smoke signals if he could figure out a way to do it -- but no declarative sentences. She called the game "How Long Can You Go Without Talking About Yourself?" It made Pacey laugh just thinking about it. He had made it through September, but a week into October, he had hit a wall. Knowing Joey was still so close, knowing that Bessie was in town, knowing Joey would be home for holidays and he'd have to see her over and over and over again, it had hit him like a ton of bricks that it just wasn't going to work. The nauseating irony was not lost on him that if he had known he wasn't going to be able to take it, he could have saved them both all the hurt that the good<strong>by</strong> had caused, because as it turned out, he'd had to leave school anyway. He'd left Gretchen, left Doug . . . why hadn't he realized this was going to happen just a little sooner? Now, lying on the couch staring at the toes of his shoes,
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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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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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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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"Thank you." He tossed the messages
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"What happened?" She leaned forward
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