I woke up on a Friday morning to new surroundings. I thought, This bedroom is not mine. These clothes are not mine. I must have time traveled to the year 2000. I walked to the window and saw a creek. I recognized this creek, but I could not remember where I had seen it. After I canoed myself down the creek, I immediately recalled this scene. I was in the television show “Dawson’s Creek.” I walked to school with Dawson, my childhood friend, and he kept calling me Joey. I must be in Joey Potter’s body, I thought to myself. I tried to tell him that I was not Joey Potter, but he did not even acknowledge my statement. Having given up on revealing my true identity, we proceeded to school.

While I was unloading my bag of books into my locker, I was greeted by Pacey Witter. I had grown to love him when I was in my own body, and was extremely elated to find out that he was my boyfriend. Even though he thought I was Joey Potter, I did not turn down the kiss he gave me. This was my dream come true. Pacey was telling me about our plans for the night, and I could not wipe the enormous smile off of my face.

Our date could be described as pure perfection. The date was more than I could have ever envisioned. However, I needed to expose my true identity. When I tried to explain to him that I was really not Joey Potter, he laughed at me. His laugh was perfect. I was determined to have him believe me. After about twenty minutes of persistence, he finally realized that I was definitely not Joey Potter. He told me that he loved Joey Potter, and that he could not live without her. Although I wanted Joey and Pacey to be together when I watched the television show at home, I only wanted Pacey and I to be together. I told him that I was not sure how long I would be in Joey’s body; it might be forever. After a couple of minutes of thinking, he said, “Rachel, that is your name, right?” I nodded. “I had a marvelous time with you tonight, and if Joey is never coming back, I would be delighted to be your boyfriend. I am sure that I will grow to love you just as I had loved Joey.”

Just as my dream was coming true, I woke up. I was not Joey Potter. I was not dating Pacey Witter. I was not in “Dawson’s Creek.” Today was not Friday. I was waking up on a Monday morning in my own bed with the sight of an oak tree outside of my window. My perfect life was just a dream.