STOP! You are reading a sequel to my other story, Bad Moon Rising. If you haven't read it, go do that before continuing.

Dipper's POV

My eyes wandered around the detention room. Mabel was here too. Detention. On the last day of school? Terr-frickin'-rific.

We were done with our work, and we sat. I was thinking about our upcoming return to Gravity Falls, which was an event I was looking forward to, and Mabel was laughing, making paper airplanes with her sketchbook's few remaining pages, throwing them across the room, smiling, staring at them flying happily. I sighed. She was always so happy, but when I brought up the events of last summer… with the werewolf, she ignored me. She obviously didn't want to talk about it.

I heard the bell, the lazy teacher behind her desk sighed, clearly stressed. "Go home, have a nice summer," she sounded bored. I glared at her as we headed outside, heading for the bus. On the ride home, Mabel calmly talked to her friends, I can't remember their names, but while they laughed, I stared out my window. My experience at Gravity Falls scarred me, but I needed to go back. I just…. I had to see my friends again. I hadn't bothered with my eighth grade social life, I rarely talked, spending my time sketching, thinking, or just working on class work.

When we arrived home, I threw my bookbag on the couch, sat down, and read 3. Our parents had to run errands, and would not be home until late. I soon became bored and headed upstairs, and started to play video games. An old Nintendo 64, booting up Majora's Mask, I played for hours; Mabel started to watch over my shoulder about an hour in.

Finally, too bored to do anything after stopping the game, I took a quick nap, lasting for about two hours. As I got up, I tried to think of ways to spend the few days until we returned to Gravity Falls. I looked at the clock.

8:39

I went back to bed without a word, as I turned over in my bed, I glanced out the window. I saw the man from the bus ride back home. The man with the coat, boots, black pants, gloves, he was wearing a mask, he realized I'd spotted him, and took off down the street, disturbed, I closed the blinds and ran into Mabel's room, across the hall. As I entered, I was relieved to see Mabel was awake. She was on Facebook. "Mabel, remember that guy, the guy who was late to the bus leaving Gravity Falls last summer?" I asked. "Yeah, what about him?" she asked. "I saw him; he was watching me through my bedroom window." Mabel's room didn't have windows, which I was happy about. "Alright, well, you can stay here if you want," she said. "Alright, well, I'm going to bed now." I climbed into the bed, and scooted up against the wall, leaving myself to my worried thoughts. Mabel was still on Facebook by the time I was asleep.

A.N

Boring prologue, I know, I didn't really have a clue how to start this off, so I'm going with this. I plan to follow up on the cliffhanger ending of the last story, so keep reading, I'll post better chapters soon.