"You blew it, lady. Because I'm the best sex you'll never have" Pacey said with fire in his eyes and classic creek laying as a back drop behind him and his older teacher, slash girlfriend. "You're wrong about one thing, Pacey. You're not a boy" Ms. Jacobs replied to the young man on the verge of man hood, as he would politely put it in Dawson's Creek.

It was true. Pacey turned into quite the ladies' man, hoping bed to bed in the later years of the "creek." But although on the more obvious terms Pacey wasnt talking about sex (which by the way, Ms. Jacobs eventually got) he was talking more about his both physical attributes and his inner love and compassion which he was filled with.

Some may say that Charlie Radin gave out "her sex" to anyone who asked. That was part of her reputation. But by all means Charlie had only given up "her sex" to two people. The obvious and sensual Ian. And secondarily, a much less wanted from a introspected older man. That was bad, that no one knew, except Kale. That night Kale heard her crying all alone outside on her porch as he took a walk.

They were so young, only thirteen but yet somehow he made her feel like he understood her pain. No charges were ever pressed and Charlie moved on, putting that horrible life in back of her mind. That no one would ever know.

"hey Charlie." A quiet sensual voice said behind her as the music blared in the school hall. "hi." She said with a semi-smile as Ross stood behind her. "want to dance?" he asked grabbing the tips of her fingers as they moved to the music.

"And maybe play a little later?" He groaned into her ear. She pulled back looking at him strangely and moved away. "Something tells me you're not talking about scrabble, Ross." He smiled mischievously. "You don't have to pretend with me baby." "I'm no one's baby." She replied harshly as he back away. A fire burned in her eyes when Ross looked at her and said such things. It killed her.

Because that was a mistake that Ian made, he immediately considered her his property, his woman, his baby. "There's a big party going down at Nicholas's" Someone whispered in her ear as the hour passed by. "I'll be there." She muttered back. A party was her main reasoning for coming to the dance.

"Kale." She said walking over to the side of the school's gym where he stood talking to another classmate. "hi Charlie." She said glaring at her. Her eyes scrunched together and she smirked with a hint of bitch in her direction. Charlie crossed her arms and swiftly ignored the girls comment. "there is a party going over at Nicholas Cameroons."

He nodded but it was like nothing registered in his head. "…aren't you coming?" she questioned looking at him. Charlie had one goal tonight, get wasted, get hammer, get drunk. It seemed to work for every of her favorite characters on television.

Joey Potter got drunk and played strip poker to get back at Pacey, Sam drinks everyday to get over Jason, Lorelei got drunk and professed her true love to Luke and of course there is Johnny who was just a pure alcoholic at sixteen… but she just wanted to get drunk and forget the world, she didn't that often but only at a party. She wasn't suicidal, not anymore.

"Kale?" she asked. "it will be fun, I'll even find you a nice girl." But there was a problem there because although Kale's and Charlie's relationship wasn't exactly having its best moments, and even though Kale was rustling with the fact of hatred, betrayal and trust of his best friend, he was also toying with the fact that somewhere along the way, at some point down this long path that he had already found the right girl.

It was strange now and days, because although Kale could look at Charlie in disgust at one moment and then look back and have his heart melt in her presence he know that she was way out of his league. Besides they were suppose to be "best friends" not lovers. And it wasn't like Kale had been pulling a Dawson's Creek – season one – in which he had been harvesting his true love for Charlie away, just killing him inside while using big words to hide it, no, he just wasn't sure if what his heart was telling him was what he really wanted or needed from her.

"…yeah I'll come." He said finally waving off to the girl who stood alone, angry as the two of them walking away. They drove down to the other side of town and the house was already loud, and was obviously filled with people. There were random beer cups and cans thrown around the lawn and the door was wide open.

Charlie led the way walking through the crowds of people as the loud music surrounded the two. And people bumped and grinded all around them with drinks in there hands. Kale followed close behind the blonde bombshell until the stopped in the kitchen. "hey Charlie" Nicholas said giving her a hug, he was the host of the party.

"Drink guys?" he asked pulling out two cups and filling them with beer. "Thanks." Kales muttered under his breathe. "Do you have anything stronger?" Charlie said laughing as the bubbles and fizz from the beer went up her noise. "I see you want special treatment." Nick said with a smile as he went under the counter and pulled out a small bottle of vodka. "Have fun guys." He said after handed it to Charlie. She jumped onto the counter and untwisted the top.

She smiled as she downed the rest of the beer in her cup and proceeded to poor vodka into her cup. "Want some?" she asked swinging it towards her friend. "I'm good for now." He said slowly sipping away. "Suit yourself." She said pursing her lips at the taste but still took another shot of it.

"Care to dance?" Steven said coming around to the counter a bottle of beer in his hand. "Why not." She said taking the bottle with her right hand and taking his hand with the other and left Kale behind as they entered the madness of the living room.

Kale watched from behind as she held his hand and still managed to drink from the other as they squeezed through the people. "Can I have some?" Steven asked reached out for the clear bottle. Charlie nodded as she swallowed another sour taste in her mouth but still managed to swing her hips back and forth. "oop's all done." She said about an hour or two late dropping the bottle on the floor making a loud crashing noise that no one seemed to notice.

She was now dancing a with a tall good looking red head, named Sean. "so are you still pregnant?" he asked looking at her. "what?" she asked whole heartily as the room went spinning. "are you still pregnant?" he asked again louder now. Kale was further into the madness now, and was clear in view of Charlie.

"wow, you…" She said stammering. "get out of here Sean." Kale said wrapping his arm around her waste just in time. "The white knight." He said sarcastically. "Probably the one who really knocked her up" He yelled pointing to the two friends standing in the middle of the party as the red head Sean walked away.

"You okay?" Kale asked only finishing off two cups of beer from the keg. Charlie nodded and proceeded to dance. "lets dance!" she cried waving her arms around in the air as she proceeded to turn around. She closed her eyes as she moved her waste and hips. She pushed her butt into Kale's groan and reached her arms back wards and held the back of Kale's neck as she turned around slightly looking at him, smiling happily, although her eyes were completely bloodshot.

"do you even know who you're dancing with?" Kale asked jokingly. "Kale…" she said in a high pitched voice. "come on dance with me." she moaned. They have never touched in this way before and Kale waited a moment just waiting for this moment to end but it didn't.

Her ass was pushing into her penis and he felt a twitch in it, that he was almost afraid to feel, afraid to feel because of Charlie. And Kale slowly began to do as he was told and his stomach moved in time with her. And as her hands explored what she could reach of the outside of his clothes he rested his hands safety on her lower waste moving in time.

And at that moment Kale felt something that only prove his point further in his mind. For months now he had been trying to decide if he hated Charlie or loved her in more that what they were way. And at that moment he still wasn't sure. He only knew one thing, he wanted her. In the most sexual way.

They kissed each other once. But they were ten and it was simply because they wanted to know what it would be like. It was at the start of Charlie's television obsession and every show she watched consisted of teenagers or older people and they were always making out, as weird as it may be for a ten year old to watch shows like that she loved them. And one day she just turned to kale and said kiss me, kiss me now and don't say a word about it after.

She was just as outspoken then as she was now, obviously. Why? He asked. I want to know what if feels like. Don't you? And he would have said no, if he hadn't but he did want to so he kissed her. But it wasn't like now, now there bodies were in tune with each other and they were one touching each other closely and sexually. At ten they just wanted to know what it was like to taste someone else's spit for a few seconds.

And even as he thought that about all those years ago he still wanted his best friend. As strange as it sounded. And maybe if those were Charlie's thoughts she could think of some obscure television show which showed the same things but Kale couldn't think of one in which this happened, this quickly in this way.

"let's go upstairs." She said turning around facing Kale although her breath was the smell of vodka. "what?" he asked surprised. As if his prayers were answered. "lets – go – up – stairs." She said obviously taking his words seriously.

She tugged on his hand grabbing another bottle of some alcohol as she lead Kale, her childhood best friend up stairs and into someone else's bedroom for what? No one knew, not even Charlie. She closed the door behind them and immediately sat on the bed. Kale wondered around slightly nervous although at that moment all he wanted to do was sit down next to her and jump her bones, but he was better then that, He had more self control then she.

"what are we doing?" he asked quietly. Everyone thought Charlie was sexually active but she had only been with one guy, purposely. Kale had been with three girls. But if he had sex with Charlie, she would be the one and only. His mind was rattling. And Charlie's one goal seemed to change at that moment. Charlie's thoughts were now just one glop, one string of words. "have sex with Kale."