Felicity was always invisible to the kids at Capeside High and she didn't mind that much. She figured that it was either because of the way she dressed, her shyness, or no one at school associated with her. Whenever those theories would come to mind, she would brush it off by asking herself, "who would care if I'm different from other kids?" and move on.

After photography class, Felicity's teacher, Mrs. Heron, told her that Pacey agreed to be her subject for her class project. She didn't know Pacey that well and only saw him in passing. "Is there any way I can change my project?", Felicity asked the teacher.

"How so?", she asked.

"It's just that...I don't even know him that well"

Her teacher her gave Felicity an unimpressed look, "Seriously?".

"What? Okay Am I not allowed to be cautious?"

"Yes, but this could also be your opportunity to interact with other students", she persuaded her.

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During lunch, Pacey sat across from Felicity. "So...", Pacey began awkwardly. "Do you have an idea of how you want the pictures to look?"

"Yeah, I figured some of the pictures be near the water", replied Felicity. This was the first time her and Pacey had even spoken a word to each other and it felt a bit strange that it was happening. The two of them were silent for a while. "You don't seem to do a lot of talking", he said.

"Yeah, well, I'm not really much of a talker", replied Felicity.

"Well, I won't judge. You're not going to have me doing anything crazy, are you?",

"No, of course not. I mean, I'm no Annie Leibovitz"

"Who?"

Felicity mentally cursed herself for making a photography reference to a non-photographer. "She's a famous photographer", she explained. "She took pictures of famous people"

"You kind of sound like my friend Dawson. He's usually in to that stuff", he said.

"Photography?"

"No, movie stars. He likes film"

To Pacey, Felicity's fashion sense seemed louder than her personality. The one thing he would notice about her is that she would always wear clothes with different colorful patterns on them. That day, it was a strawberry patterned shirt with strawberry earrings. "It seems like you have a thing for strawberries", he spoke up. "I wouldn't really call it a thing", Felicity slightly chuckled. Even though he seemed nice enough, she didn't know whether the assignment would turn out good or bad.