𝟎𝟎𝟏. new york girl

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CHAPTER ONE, new york girl

CHAPTER ONE, new york girl

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Capside was a boring little town, filled with boring little people going on about their daily lives. But to Lori Leery, that was home. It was where she walked the streets and shop owners would say hi to the cheerful girl who always had an instrument attached to her. It was where she had grew up, became the person she was and where she met her friends. It was where she would be starting Sophomore year at Capside High School. Summer was over, but she never forgot how eventful it was. She would sure miss it.

Lori was laid out in a pool chair on the dock outside the Leery residence, in shorts and a baby pink striped bikini top, soaking up the sun on this hot day.

A scream left her lips when she felt scaly arms wrap around her body and tug her into the water along with the chair. As she came to the surface, she blew out water from her nose, feeling it burn, and wiped her sticky wet hair out of her face.

"No, no, no! Cut, Cut, cut. It's 3 counts you got to wait! Come on! Lori, Pace!" Lori's twin brother, Dawson yelled to the green monster who was really their friend, Pacey Witter underneath the costume, from behind his camera. Lori rolled her eyes, pulling Pacey back into the water when he started to climb to get out. She pulled her soaking self onto the dock, ringing out her dirty blond hair. She ignored Dawson's rambling.

"He did it again — he grabbed my ass!" Lori complained, taking the towel Joey Potter extended out to her. She fixed her bikini top, wrapping the towel around her shoulders.

"Like you even have one." Pacey retorted, taking off his sea monster mask.

"Guys, we are way behind schedule, all right?" Dawson stressed to the two, running a hand over his face. "We've got 2 weeks. I'm not going to make the festival. It's a load of cooperation."

"It's Meryl Streeps fault, okay?" Pacey gestured to the female Leery. "I'm doing the best I can."

"And Pacey; don't touch my sister's ass!"

"I didn't!"

"You are so lucky I'm freezing wet right now, Pace!"

"Or what?"

Before Lori could part her lips to reply, Dawson's gaze was captured by a yellow cab pulling up at the house by the docks. Pacey, Joey and Lori followed his gaze to the beautiful teenage blond stepping out of the cab, almost it slow-motion.

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