Okay, I know I just started a new story, and that I should be updating that first, but I came up with this story idea, and I really wanted to write it. I'm probably gonna put my crossover story on hiatus,and I'm gonna delete ways to say goodbye and rewrite it. The title of this story may change, characters may be a little OOC, this will most likely not have any ships, but maybe a few crushes, and if you guys wanna draw a cover image, that would be cool. Now, to the story.

Rated T for language, abuse, suicidal thoughts, and possible character death.

Disclaimer: if I owned gravity falls, I wouldn't be a middle school girl who spends all her time on the internet and has the social life of a turtle and a horrible sense of humor

Chapter 1

Mabel's POV

I woke up to the annoying buzz of an alarm, dreading the day just like I do every other one. Groaning, I pulled myself out of bed and grabbed a white shirt, black skirt, and my bright pink sweater with a rainbow shooting star on it. I threw on my outfit, slipped on some socks and shoes, and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was still a mess, and you could clearly see the sorrow that I hid in my eyes everyday. I looked at the shooting star on my sweater and sighed- that shooting star was everything I wanted to be.

I wanted to soar across the sky, shine brightly and be a beacon of hope. I know very well that I'm only kidding myself with these thoughts, and that something like that is simply a part of a delusion, not even possible in dreams. I shake those thoughts away, knowing that very few people these days would care about anything like that and I head out of my room and into the bathroom. I brush out my hair and put on a light layer of foundation. I put a pink headband on, brush my teeth, and put on an illusionary smile.

At first my grunkle Stan, who I've lived with since my parents died and he went missing- I can't bear to think of his name, it hurts too much now, especially since the press decided he ran away from the people that love him and he loves back- didn't believe the fake smiles I gave him, but he either eventually gave up, or I was able to perfect a facade of happiness. I head down the stairs to feed my pet pid waddles and grab some breakfast before I went to the living Hell called school.

Sure, everyone calls it that because of the unnecessary information we're taught, or because we all have something better to do, but truthfully, for me its a whole different reason. I actually find everything we're taught interesting or fun besides math and the grammar portions of english. And frankly, there is nothing for me to do besides continue this irritating daily life of mine. I grab my backpack, make sure I have everything I need, and head towards school, yelling a goodbye to my grunkle Stan, who is most likely sleeping this very moment.

I decide to take a roundabout route to my school, wanting to avoid as many people as I can until I get to school. I head towards the corner where everyone turns to get towards school, but I walk a few blocks past it. I learned last year that not many students use the east entrance to the school until around 10 minutes before school starts. I, who always gets to school early, thought that was a perfect route. Plus, I only needed to walk around 5-10 extra minutes, which is no problem considering how early I leave for school.

I should have realized today would not be my day though, as I can see my number 1 tormentor, Pacifica Northwest, in the distance. Considering it was only her and a couple of her bratty friends, I decide to ignore them and just walk on the other side of the road. I grab my ipod and plug in my headphones. I chose a random song and put in my earbuds. As I walk closer towards her, I can see she notices me and says something to her friends, which makes them laugh in their rich obnoxious voices that I've hated for as long as I can remember. I see her typing something on her pristine white iphone, undoubtedly something about me. Fearing it was her calling some of her friends to come here so they could gang up and torment me, I quickly speed walk towards school. Luckily I was able to get to school before anything happened.

I was reading in a secluded part of the school until the first bell rung. I quickly headed towards English, my first class and one of my few classes without any of my real tormentors- just a few of their followers who I've learned to ignore. I sit down in my seat and grab my homework and notebook. I watch as all the other students file in and as the teacher sighs in disgust at few of them. Eventually the late bell rings, and we all listen to the announcements. There were just a few things- a school dance, the choir fundraiser, and etc. At the end we stood say the pledge of allegiance. After that, the teacher started the lesson. I followed along bored at some parts, intrigued at others.

After the break in the middle, (since English is two periods, during the time people who don't have English use to get to second period, we can use it to go to the bathroom or get a drink of water) we had time to work on our short stories project. I quickly pulled out my rough drafts of mine, called Gravity Falls. Like the guidelines imply, it is a series of about 20 short stories, with me and someone close to me as the main characters. I decide to start the final draft of the first one, entitled "Tourist Trapped." Though I hold back tears the entire time, thinking of him, I finish typing and editing it. As I finish and put the computer back, the bell for third period rang. I packed my bag and continued my day as normal until lunch.

Somewhere inside of me, there was a small hope that today I would only have small insults thrown at me, meaning to diminish an ego that was never there. That day at lunch once again, I sat eating with the only friend I have left, Grenda. I used to have more friends, but they all turned against me besides 2- Grenda and Candy. Candy apparently went missing over the summer when her mother was found murdred. Its kinda like what happened to him and I (except the fact I'm still here in this cruel world), but I never thought that much about, only mourned about another friend I lost to the wolves of humanity.

I sat down next to Grenda after buying a lunch. We talked until we noticed Pacifica, Robbie and their entourage of followers come over here. I let out a sigh of depression, knowing what was gonna happen. "What do you want?" I said with a sigh.

"Hey little twerp!" Robbie said snickering. "My, my, what do we have here?" he said, picking up Grenda's chilli, despite her protests of "Hey, give it back. "Wow this hot- oops!" He said, dumping the chilli on me directly after he said oops.

"Robbie, stop it!" said Robbie's girlfriend, Wendy. Though I didn't know her, she was apparently really against bullying.

"Geez, babe, its fine, it was an accident." he said smugly.

"Robbie, both me and you know it was an accident. No matter how many times I tell you, you won't stop! Every single day I see you torment other people just for fun with Pacifica and all these other jerks! I've had enough of this! Know what, we're through! I am not going to date someone is bullies others as much as you do!" she said, storming off to her friends. I felt bad for her, considering Robbie was always a big part of their group, and she would undoubtedly see him again. But I wasn't able to think about it for long.

"Wait! Babe, just give me another chance! I promise I'll stop!" he said going after her before she him a 'Fuck you stay away from me' look. After being turned away, he briskly turned around and stomped over to me. "You! This is all your fault!" He said annoyed, yanking me out of my seat. "You caused this to happen, you little piece of shit! If you had never been born, me and Wendy would still be together and happy! Now you're gonna pay!" He said threateningly, as both me and Grenda panicked on what to do. He threw me onto the ground hard and stomped on me, throwing insults at me. Pacifica and the entourage followed suit. Grenda stood there, not knowing what to do, as I was beaten, bloodied, and bruised.

"My, what is going on here?" asked possibly the worst person I ever met. Gideon Gleeful, my worst ex boyfriend. He went as far as threatening my family and friends to get me to be his. In the end, though, my family and I found proof of him and his family being criminals, and they went to jail. Gideon got out just before the school year started, and immediately started trying to win my heart back, each time me declining. Luckily, he doesn't seem as crazy as he was."AAAH! Mabel, my marshmallow!" he said in his southern accent when he saw me. Though it was too late, as the bell for next period rang. I just sat there in pain, as Grenda helped me gather my belongings. For once, I let others see my tears, wondering why humanity was so cruel.

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