"I-I like you okay!"
The cute brace face looked up at me with a puppy dog face. Except she wasn't trying to get sympathy.
It's midnight, and Mabel texted me "I rlly need 2 talk. The usual plc.". So I snuck out of my room and went to the back of the Mystery Shack, like I had a thousand times. When I got there, Mabel was already waiting for me.
"Ma-Mabel, I uh…"
"It's okay," she cuts in, "I just wanted to say it. No way a popular girl like you would ever like a nerd like me. Us being friends has probably ruined your reputation enough."
I can't believe this is actually happening. I never expected this to REALLY happen. She likes me that way, oh god.
"I just, I've always had a crush on you." Mabel says looking down, "But nothing serious. Then we became friends, and then I saw who you really are, not the fake Pacifica you put up in front of everybody else. And then I really REALLY liked you. I think I might even lo-"
"Mabel," I interrupt, "I'm sorry, but I, I don't like you that way."
It's the hardest thing I've ever had to say, but it needs to be said.
Mabel looks down.
"I knew it."
Then she walks away.
"Wait!" I yell.
She keeps on walking.
"I still want to be friends!"
Keeps walking.
I say it, because I want her to come back so badly,
"MABEL, I LIKE YOU THAT WAY TOO!"
She turns around, confused look on her face,
"Whaaaaat?"
Well, it's too late. No going back now.
"Come back here and I'll tell you the whole story!"
So she does. And I talk,
"Mabel, I started to like you ever since we met. I tried to push it down as hard as I could. Act as if I didn't feel that way. The reason? My family has a 'reputation' to uphold. My great grandfather founded this town. We're the richest people around. The celebrity family, the mascots of Gravity Falls Oregon. My parents have always told me I have to carry it on into another generation. They coached me on how to be, how to act around other people. That's why I act like a jerk around everyone else. I must be perfect, and people have to know it. I have to kick people into the ground, just so I'll please my parents. And the perfect Pacifica can't like another girl! But I liked you so much, that I told myself it couldn't hurt to be friends! So we became friends, and you got to see the real me. I didn't know you felt the same way! So when you were walking away, I couldn't bear to lose you, so I told you the truth, what I've been trying to hide."
"So…" Mabel says, "You like me?"
"I-I do." I say.
Mabel hugs me.
"Don't worry," she says, "I won't tell anyone."
And then she leans into me, and I lean into her. And naturally, we kiss. Her lips are so soft. Her braces make it rough, but I don't care. We were 12 when we first met, and now we're 14. I'm finally kissing Mabel Pines. And I love it.
