𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑
𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐒𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊
( IN THE PROCESS OF REWRITING )
" look at that girl, dawson. just take a good look. she's a freaking goddess, man. "
| seasons 2 - 3 |
( pacey witter x fem!oc ) (dawson's creek )
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"CAROLINE, don't look now, but that new boy has been staring at you for the past ten minutes" jen whispered, smirking at her blonde friend, who was too oblivious to feel the boys stare on her.
caroline's eyebrows furrowed, stopping her chewing in the moment. she cocked her head to the side, noticing a blonde headed boy.
caroline was shocked by his looks. she expected someone who wasn't the most attractive, probably staring at her like a peace of meat.
but him, he had the kindest, bluest eyes. he had the lightest freckles that caressed his face. his cheeks were a light pink, with pale skin. caroline had heard about him. apparently he was quite a quiet kid, he seemed to be very shy. the other thing was that,
he was british.
caroline's only weakness, was accents.
her lips turned up into a grin, sending him a little wave, one that he returned. his cheeks beginning to grow red, looking down at his food in embarrassment.
caroline excused herself from the table, trying to make her way towards him. she was so close, already feeling her adrenaline rise. he noticed her coming closer, putting on a brave face, and fixing his posture just for her.
letting her mouth open to speak, she was pulled to the side by a firm grip. her eyes had widened, turning away from the mysterious boy.
"i just remembered i got some french vocab to study for" pacey let out a forced laugh, still gripping onto caroline's arm.
she sent him a narrowed eyed look, but let it falter once she noticed andie, who was letting her smile drop at the sight of the two.
"you don't take french"
"i do, with caroline!" he grinned, nudging caroline for support. she huffed, rolling her eyes at him. she gave andie a nod of agreement, before rushing off with pacey, sparing once last glance behind at the blonde boy, who had a large frown on his face.
...
swiping a bead of sweat that fell down her face, caroline let out a heavy sigh, standing up from her crouched down position. currently, pacey and caroline were helping joey with the soon to be open 'bed and breakfast'
"just like the cops to disappear, when the going gets tough" caroline mumbled from beside joey, while the two started throwing any leftover trash into the garbage can.
"well, some of them do have wives and children to get home to. besides, we're almost done here, and, you know, i was thinking, you're gonna need a name for this addition when we do get finished, so a suggestion, if i may" pacey leaned against the wall, staring at joey with a mischievous smirk.
"how does the pacey j. witter wing strike you?"
caroline giggled at joeys reaction, who just glared at the boy with a dumbfounded look of sorrow. "keep talking, and it'll be a memorial dedication"
