Joey's Diary, Entry Two
I did it. I finally did it. And I can honestly say, I'm glad I did.
When I found out that Pacey would be coming with us to Aunt Gwen's for Spring
Break, I thought it was going to be the most awkward and terrible week ever.
In a way I was right, but in another, I was wrong. Dead wrong. Pacey and I
had to share a bed the first night. At the time I thought it was the worst
idea, but now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't so bad.
That next morning, when I woke up, he brushed up against me, and I felt, this
weird tingly feeling, that I can't really explain into words. Later that day,
or night really, Pacey basically proclaimed his feelings to me. I,
surprisingly, wasn't that surprised. And then I told him that I felt it. He
asked me how did it feel, and the only words that were even remotely close to
what I felt were, "It made me feel alive." I sort of felt stupid saying that,
but that's how it made me feel. He kissed me, again, and then we were
unfortunately interrupted by Aunt Gwen. Thankfully, she was going to stay out
of it, but she told e to tell Dawson. Of course, I chickened out before I
could, and Pacey was upset about it, to say the least.
What broke my heart the most, is what Pacey said. He said that if I felt one
ounce of what he felt for me, we wouldn't have been having that conversation.
But I did!! I felt more then "one ounce." And in my head, I was screaming
that, but my mouth wasn't cooperating, so I did the only thing I could do. He
was about to walk away, so I just grabbed his hand, and did it.
I kissed him. And it was great. and if I could go back in time and do it all
over again, I would.
Entry Three
