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♡ Fake ID ♡
I lay in bed watching 'A Few Good Men' for the 10th time. It's already dark out and I realise that Joey has broken her oath to herself about not staying over in Dawson's anymore.
She's been trying to keep that oath all summer but keeps breaking it. I swear, my sister is like a relapsing addict when it comes to that boy.
I go to get more popcorn when the phone rings. I pick it up and hear Pacey's voice on the other end.
"Hey y/n, can you do me a favour. No questions asked?" He sounded mischievous, As Pacey often does.
I had good reason to say no but I couldn't. I have liked Pacey for a while and wasn't able to turn him down.
"Alright fine, What is this favour" I said.
Pacey told me the plan and I immediately regretted it. What the fuck did he need a fake ID for? I couldn't even ask him before he hung up but I knew that he wouldn't have answered me anyways.
♡
The next day, when everyone else was doing something worthwhile, I was at the local library trying to print off a fucking fake ID for Pacey. The things I get roped into.
Suprisingly, It went smoothly and I cycled down the the video store. I thought that I might as well give it to him there as I had to return a movie.
I parked my bike outside and went into the video store. When I walked in, I saw an older woman talking to Pacey and he looked like he was dumbstruck. Dawson came out from the back handed her handed her a tape and she left.
"God Pacey, cougars? Seriously?" I asked. I hopped onto the countertop and crossed my legs,"
"Hey age is just a number!" he raised his hands in defence.
"So is a prison scentence," I countered and handed him the the video I had to return.
"Yeah sure, you know all about crime after watching A Few Good Men over and over," Pacey mocked as he held up the tape I handed him.
I looked at him with a shocked face and pulled the paper fake ID out of my pocket. It was a bit stupid, really. No one would buy that he's 18 when the identification would crumble in your hand.
"You won't mock me if you want this," I held it up and he tried to grab it from my hand. I stood up on the counter and held the ID out of reach. Pacey jumped to try get it. Then, Dawson walked back around the corner and smirked.
"Get a room, please," he joked.
I threw and insult or two Dawson's way before giving up and handing the ID to Pacey.
"Why do you even need this anyways?" I jumped off the counter.
"You gotta be over 16 to buy silly string, alright?" I laughed but he just rolled his eyes.
"Pacey Witter, You are an odd human being," I shook my head.
"Oh shut up, you know you love me really" he smiled at me.
What I wanted to say was "Yeah I do," but what I really said was "You wish,"
