Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Gravity Falls, nor any ideas from Alex Hirsch.

High school had already been a bit rough for Dipper Pines. He had been attending Gravity Falls High with his eccentric twin sister, Mabel, who had had already formed a clique in less than a week. And with all his AP classes, honors classes, and paranormal investigations, he never had time to really make many friends. Instead, he was more of introvert at this time, and with Mabel growing more into her clique, she was out of the Mystery Shack more often than not. In fact, Dipper was battling ghosts, zombies, and even the precarious gnome alone almost every night.

Of course he still talked to some of his classmates, but only if he had a group project, or just missed a class, otherwise he felt he was pretty awkward around anyone anymore. Part of it was because they never went through some of the battles he went through growing up, and felt he was different. Other wise he was worried if they got to know them, and some monster was to hurt anyone, he was responsible, and felt it was a weight he did not want to bare. One day, of course, can have a way of changing an entire life.

Dipper, as per usual, was inside the school library, doing a research project on American history. He was having a bit of trouble, trying to remember to not put in the information of how Mount Rushmore is a bunch of robots, Benjamin Franklin a woman, or the identity of Quentin Trembley, our 8 ½ president. As he was writing his essay, he couldn't but have the strangest feeling that someone was watching him. He looked behind him, and saw nothing but a few other students working, one goofing off on the computer, and stacks of books on shelves. He shrugged it off and continued writing. He then heard a bit of breathing behind him, looked back, and again saw nothing out of the ordinary. As he turned to work everything went dark.

"Haha! The bag masker strikes again!" A girl yelled from behind. Dipper quickly took off the paper bag, seeing it had a crude drawing of a troll face on it. He looked at Mabel, she was about 5' 2", still a few inches shorter than Dipper and still wore different styled sweater each day.

"Mabel! Quit it! I'm trying to get some work done!"

"Oh come one, that's what you do every day. Live life to the fullest! Get some friends. You just work, work, work! It's beginning to become boooring!" Mabel said, trying to sound sad, but still have her Mabel type charm in it.

"If I don't do it now, I won't get it done after I go out tonight."

"Oh? With a girl?"

"No, the usual investigation."

"Oh, well maybe instead of investigating ghosts and ghouls, you investigate the real things boys investigate."

"No, absolutely not, out of the question."

"Oh come on Dipper! You just got to, there's bound to be some girl who likes you!"

"I said no, besides, I'm not sure that'd be true."

"Fine, but at least try, if not tonight, sometime before Friday."

"It's Thursday, Mabel."

"Exactly, now I'll talk to you back at the Shack, me and my gal-pals have a roller rink, to roller at. Don't wait up." And with that, Mabel skipped away happily, and Dipper back to studying.

Oh yeah, like a girl would be interested in me. I can't talk to one, let alone ask them out on a date, Dipper thought to himself. Besides, I'm not sure how interested one would be into the work I do very night.

"Is this seat taken?" another girl's voice asked. Dipper looked up. A slender girl with long blonde hair was looking at him with a smile on her face. She wore a purple cashmere sweater over a lighter purple tang top, with a purple skirt and boots and purse to match.

"Not at all, Pacifica." Dipper said, gesturing the chair. Ok, maybe I talk to one girl. Ever since a couple years ago, where Dipper helped Pacifica save her family and most of the town from a level 10 ghost lumberjack, Dipper and Pacifica have been talking ever since, and have had been friends since.

"I haven't seen you around lately, have you been doing alright?" Pacifica asked, gracefully sitting in the chair.

"I've just been a bit…busy. You know how it can get, with school and then my hobby." Dipper said not lifting his head out of his book.

"That's all fine, but if you don't talk to me every now and then, I get worried the multi bear or whatever may have eaten you."

"You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine." Dipper said, but even in his own voice, he could tell he said it with little reassurance.

"You know I worry, I mean, you're one of the only people I can talk to and actually feel genuine about. This to me is a good thing." Dipper looked up and saw Pacifica's eyes piercing right into him. He knew she was serious with every word she said. He also knew some people in this school only befriend her with the knowledge of her vast wealth and families' reputation.

"Fine, I'll make sure to call more often, is there anything else?" Dipper asked, trying to sound as reassuring as he can.

"As a matter of fact," Pacifica reached into her purse, "I have reservations for a fancy restaurant down town. My parents were supposed to go with me, but they were too busy, and it would be better to go with someone I know rather than a butler or personal trainer." Dipper gave off a small laugh.

"Alright, Mabel and I will be there." As those words flew out of Dipper's mouth, Pacifica's eyes lit up and her smile widened.

"That will be great!" She exclaimed, causing a loud shush arise from the librarian. Pacifica blushed, composed herself, and looked right into Dipper's eyes. "Fantastic, be there at 7:30, and remember, it's a black tie dinner sort of place, so dress the part."

"Alright, Mabel and I will see you there." Dipper said giving off a smile. Pacifica arose to her feet and with purse in hand, walked to Dipper's side of the table.

"Don't be late." She said, pecking him on the cheek, waved and walked away. Dipper couldn't help but watch as she walked away in utter disbelief, disappearing into the book shelves.

A night with Pacifica? This may be something even the Journal can't help me with.

Thank you for reading the first chapter for this story. Please let me know what you think and places I can probably work on and get better with!