SUCKER PUNCH 🛶 PACEY WITTER [book one]

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE

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THE group passed Andie their scored-up tests and watched as she put them in order "And the totals are as follows, Chris clocked in with the least pure score of 66%, Jen is a close second with 69%. Pacey, a solid 74 and Heather, uh, 78%... Joey and Dawson bring us up the scale with a matching level of 85%, and I round us up with a 92%."

Everyone sighed knowing the fun was over and that they had to get back to studying but before they could move on, Dawson looked to his sister with a confused frown "Wait...What exactly brought your score down? I mean, you've only ever kissed Grant."

Chris snorted "Oh, that's interesting."

Heather shot the Wolfe boy a look as Jen swatted his chest with the back of her hand. But it was too late for he had piqued Dawson's interest as he looked between the pair "What is he talking about?"

"I kissed him at a party when I was drunk." She sighed in defeat before shooting another look in the boys direction "And I clearly had no control over my actions."

"What else have you been hiding?" Dawson reached over and swiped her test before anyone could blink.

Heather's eyes widened as she stood "Dawson!"

He swept his gaze over the questions before scoffing "Number 34: have you ever hooked up with a siblings friend? You put yes, Heather." He looked to Pacey accusingly "What did you do to my sister?"

"Nothing, man!" Pacey held up his hands "We just kissed!"

"When?"

Heather folded her arms across her chest with a scoff "At his birthday, you know when you were too busy kissing my best friend to remember it?"

"God, when did everybody just start throwing themselves at anyone who looked their way?" Dawson grumbled, shooting a not so inconspicuous glance in Joey's direction before he smiled bitterly at his sister "Be careful, Heather, you might just turn into mom."

Heather's arm's slowly fell to her side as she looked to her brother in disbelief as a tense silence followed his heated words. She ignored the tears building in her eyes before snatching her test from his hands and storming out. God, what she wouldn't give to just sit through another Mr. Peterson study session.

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HEATHER sat with her feet in the Wolfe family pool, staring silently out at the rippling water with each movement of her toes. She was enjoying the silence, the solace for just a moment when a figure slipped down beside her, holding out a piece of paper. Heather sighed as she glanced from it to the person holding it "What am I looking at, Pacey?"