Welcome to my new fanfiction! Since you may have heard my truth or dare story is going to be taken down. So, I am going to try to make this a really long story, and keep it going for a while. So I hope you guys enjoy!

"One week Guys"

(Wendys Pov)

I sighed and dropped my bag to the ground, sliding into the seat opposite to Dipper. He flashed me a grin. "Hey Wendy" He greeted.

"Hey," I returned.

We had been best friends for 2 years now, ever since he moved to Gravity Falls. We were partners in crime at times, and we always fought, just never seriously. We just got each other, and somewhere align the way, I'd had the misfortune to fall completely and irreparably in love with him.

Whats the problem with that, you may ask? Well the problem with that came gliding over to the table then, sitting down beside him and twisting her fingers through his. Pacifica. His girlfriend of two years and my other best friend.

I adverted my eyes as they kissed, staring at the pizza that sat untouched in front of me, trying to still the uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I'd probably known Pacifica for even longer then I known Dipper, and once upon a time we'd been inseparable. We still were, in a sense. I told her everything. She listened, she gave advice. We laughed, we had fun, but that didn't make her a good friend, and I realized that when she started going out with Dipper.

She knew I liked him. I'd told her. We'd had lengthy discussions about it. But did that influence her decision when Dipper asked her out? No.

At some point over the last two years, I seemed to have been able to convince her that I didn't have feelings for Dipper anymore. Either that or she had forgotten or simply didn't care.

Lee slid into the seat beside me, Nate not far behind him. "Gross," said Lee loudly, and Dipper chuckled against Pacifica's lips.

It was enough to get them to stop making out, and Pacifica started picking at her own slice of pizza, Dipper's arm slung across her back.

"One week guys," Nate commented, and I couldn't decided if he was excited or nervous. Hell, I couldn't decide if I was nervous!

"One week?" Dipper repeated, his eyes wide. "Shit" He sighed. His alarm was only visible for a few seconds before he masked it with a smile. I reached out, nudging his calf with my toe.

His converse nudged me back and I bit back a small smile. Paige was nodding, her mouth full of food.

In one week, we would graduate from high school. Then at the end of the summer, we'd go our separate ways. I was going to a college in California. Dipper was going traveling. I swallowed hard and tried not the think about it. I glanced up at Dipper, but he was already looking at me. He inclined his head slightly and raised his eyebrows, giving a smile that said, "Ill talk to you later".

I nodded and Lee sighed loudly. "They're speaking through private jokes or some shit again."

Dipper rolled his eyes and ignored his friend, leaning across Pacifica to pick up her las slice of pizza and take a big

bite of it before she could protest. She rolled her eyes and smacked him lightly on the arm, but she was laughing.

That night, in the early hours of the morning, I lay awake. I couldn't sleep. My mind was running wild, busy with thought. I hauled myself up onto my window seat, heaving open the window with a sigh.

From here I could see Dipper's room, and within a few minutes the light flickered on and he was sitting on his own window seat, window wide open.

"Cant sleep?" he called quietly.

I shook my head.

When I was little I used to think that our windows were so close that if I reached far enough I could climb into his bedroom.

"One week," He whispered, letting out a low whistle.

"I know," I sighed, tucking my knees up under my chin.

We always did this. Weekends, summer, christmas holiday. Whenever we couldn't sleep we'd sit out here at 2 or 3 am, talking through the windows to each other, usually either until it got bright or one of us fell asleep,

"That's only like, two more months until you leave…"

I couldn't decide if he was talking about me leaving to go to college or that I was leaving him.

"I know," I repeated, my mouth dry.

Dipper angled his head up, looking at the darkened sky. "Are you excited?" He asked softly.

I thought about it for a minute, I even considered lying to him, but in the end, I couldn't do that. He was Dipper. He knew me better than anyone else.

"No," I replied, and he glanced at me. Before either of us could say anything further we both started laughing.

"Wendy, I'm-" He was cut off by the sound of his phone ringing inside of his room."One minute," He said raising a finger. He got up with a sign and I could see his silhouetted figure scrambling around his room looking for the phone.

He returned a few minutes later, his brow furrowed. "That was Pacifica," He said. "I have to go."

"Oh," My stomach sank. I knew I should ask. "Is she okay?"

He sighed heavily running hus hands across his face and through his hair. "I don't know" He replied, and before I could ask anything further, his phone beeped to alert an incoming text message and he swore quietly.

"Night, Wendy"

"Night Dipper"

He disappeared from the window and a few minutes later, I heard the engine of his car purr and come to life. I got down from the window, closing it, and went back to bed.

The following morning, I was walking to Starbucks with Dipper, who was surprisingly chirpy considering his apparent lack of sleep las night. There were dark rings circling his eyes but there was a a certain skip in his step that hadn't been there yesterday.

"What's got you in such a good mood?"

I was half expecting him to tell me he got laid last night and that's what was with him. If that was the case he usually came right out and said it" You Know when I got that call for Pacifica last night?" He said.

I nodded. "Well don't ask me how it happened, apparently she was out with her cousin. They were at some bar downtown, and she got really drunk. She need someone to drive her home," He continued.

I frowned, more out of confusion that anything else. "So why are you happy again?"

His grin widened. "I went to pick her up and when I got there somehow I got to chatting to the owner of the place, and he mentioned that he wanted to start getting bands in for live music every now and again.

I was starting to catch on.

"So when I told him about my band, he said to give him my number and he'd definitely consider hiring us for a gig." He beamed.

Dipper had been in a band with a few of his friends from school for the past year. He was the lead singer. He mostly rapped and sung hip hop songs.

I knew that it was something he always wanted to do.

Maybe it was the fact that their idea of rehearsal was playing Grand Theft Auto V or Call of Duty in someone's garage and ordering pizza.

I grinned non-the-less. "Thats great!"

He looked so excited, it was so sweet. "Isn't it! You'll come wont you?

"Of course!" I promised.

His grin stretched wider, if that was even possible. Thanks, Wendy!" He said, slinging his arm over my shoulder and higgling me to his side.

Ok I hope you guys enjoyed it. Review and favorite if you want. I really appreciate the support. Thanks, as always for reading.