A/N: Shit happens
"Look Mabel, the big dipper," a young boy said, pointing to the sky as the young girl, who was the owner of said name, looked up towards where his finger guided her eyes.
The stars sparkled in the sky, making a smile build up on Mabel's lips.
"It's so pretty," Mabel whispered, before she looked around the sky more. "Are there other star pictures?" she asked, looking into the eyes of the boy next to her.
They were a hue of hazel, but towards the iris they faded into a beautiful green as he animatedly talked of all the other constellations he knew of. Mabel giggled as she watched his excitement, joining his eyes as he looked around, pointing.
"And this one is my favorite," he spoke, walking behind her and guiding her hand, making the shape. "It's called Leo."
Mabel looked behind her, a questioning look in her eyes. "Why is he your favorite?" she asked inquisitively.
"Because that's the very first one that Allen showed me." he replied, smiling.
Mabel giggled again at the thought of her cousin.
An alarm rang out loudly, making Mabel jump at the noise. Her head was fuzzy as she sat, still remembering the dream that had been filling her head moments ago.
'Why do I keep dreaming about that?' she thought to herself. She didn't understand what the point was to her dream. Did she somehow have an odd obsession with constellations that she was unsure of?
"Ugh..." she sighed out, letting her hair fall over her shoulders and into her face. A snort came out from under the covors, and Mabel picked the covors up to see Waddles, her pet pig. She smiled at him, petting his head in affection before yawning.
"Mabel, turn off the darn alarm clock before I come in there and break it over your head."
"Sorry, Grunkle Stan!" she replied, letting out an 'oompff' as she hit the top of the alarm clock, clicking it off. "Alright, Waddles, time for me to get up." she pet him again, scratching her head and arms.
"Hurry up, kid, or you'll be late for school." he said, knocking twice on the door before opening it. He nodded to Mabel as she got up, stretching her arms and legs and yawning.
"Hey Grunkle Stan, do you know anything about constellations?" she asked, walking towards her mirror to look at her reflection. She picked up her hairbrush, letting the teeth of the brush run through her hair, taking out the tangles.
"What's that now?" he asked, looking at her in the mirror. He walked over towards her and grabbed the hairband that was sitting on the stand with a few stray blush trays. "Constellations?" he asked. "Why the heck do you want to know about those?"
Mabel shrugged, watching Stan put her headband in her hair after she was done brushing it.
"Thanks, Grunkle Stan." she said, smiling at him before shooing him out. "Now I have to get dressed, I'll be down in a few."
Stan nodded and began walking out, nearly closing the door, before looking back in. "And get constellations out of your head, alright?" he said, winking at her, "Or else you might become one of the mysteries of the Shack here." he laughed at himself before closing the door and walking downstairs. Waddles had followed him out, going down to run around outside, probably to play in the mud too.
Mabel waited until the footsteps stopped echoing on the stairs before walking to her closet.
"What to wear today?" she asked herself, looking through her clothes. She had grown out of her sweaters, though every now and then she would wear them. She thought it made her look cute when she was a fifteen year old highschooler.
Her thoughts went back to her dream, and she smiled once she saw one of her favorite sweaters; a purple and green one, meshed with other colours to look like the galaxy. On it were also little yellow sparkles, as if they were stars.
"Perfect," she said, smiling. She pulled out a pair of black jeans that had a bedazzled pattern on it. It went from the right pocket down her leg in a swirling pattern, sometimes straying off at certain points and becoming little dots hanging off of the swirl. They were her favorite pair; a mixture of cuteness and yet seeming to have a sense of being a young adult as well.
"Mabel! Get down here, your ride is waiting!" Stan said, his voice sounding a bit angry, though with normal gruffness.
"Alright!" she called down. "Sorry for taking so long! Just another minute!" she finished getting ready, her sweater over her torso, and her jeans hugging her legs.
The red car was stuttering out in front of the Mystery Shack, waiting for Mabel to take her to school. A red head sat in the front of the car, her hat obscuring her hair, making it messy, but in a cute kind of way.
"Sorry for making you wait, Wendy!" she called out, running through the leaves to the car door. She opened it and took a seat, slipping her shoes on.
"Don't worry about it, kid," Wendy said, a smirk on her lips as she began driving towards the town.
The drive was short enough, though Mabel still wished she could've had more time this morning. Her stomach was growling like crazy, since she had forgotten to grab the toast that Stan had put out for her. People in her first period were looking at her, more than they usually did.
She lowered her head slightly, embarrassed at herself.
'Why even try?' she thought to herself. 'It's not like anyone likes me anyways.' she thought sadly before looking back up.
"Class," the teacher spoke cheerily. "Today in english we will be doing the long awaited project that we've been researching for weeks."
A chatter began amoungst the students, who were unaware of what she was talking about. Mabel rolled her eyes, seeing as she must be one of the only people to actually pay attention. The teacher let out a sigh, seeing as she understood as well that no one had been paying attention.
"I've been talking about it for a while now," she began again. "For the next few weeks, every Thursday we will be sending and receiving letters from people who we don't know. We are going to make a study of whether or not we can make friends with the other person or not." she explained, looking at the few students who weren't sleeping and actually paid attention. "Today, we will begin by writing a semi short letter, telling this person about yourself. Since you don't know their name, you will leave the envelope that you receive blank, and it will be passed out to a random student in one of the other English classes here in Oregon."
A blonde girl raised her hand, the jewelry around her wrist clattering as it went up. "But Ms. Somers, what happens after we write them." she asked, snootily, her rings rubbing together in a short screeching noise. She smirked with her friends at the teacher.
"Well, Pacifica," she said, a hint of irritation in her voice. "Since I doubt anyone will like you, you can just stop writing them when we're done."
Pacifica's mouth hung agape for a moment before she composed herself. She let out an angry huff.
Mabel giggled softly at that, and turned her head slightly to see what Pacifica's friend thought of the teacher's words.
"Moving on, class," Ms. Somers said, leaning over her desk to get something off of it. She held in her hands writing paper and envelopes. "One envelope a piece. Extra paper will be up here on my desk." she said quickly, walking around and passing out the paper and envelopes.
Mabel smiled as she grabbed the envelope and paper from Ms. Somers hand. She grinned wider when she realized that this would give her a great oppourtunity.
'Maybe they won't judge me,' she thought quietly to herself, letting out a happy sigh as she began to quickly get started on her letter. 'Maybe we'll become friends, and I won't have to feel so alone anymore.'
"Okay class, I'll let you get started. Take your time, this is all we're doing for class today."
Mabel felt a surge of happiness run through her as she tackled this project.
'I can't wait til I get a reply!'
And there you have it. The first chapter of my Pinecest. If you don't like it, why did you even click on the story. Did you see the picture and the description? And the tags? I mean COME ON people. Actually look. And don't hate because you think it's gross or don't like it. Do that and you're just wasting your time and my time. So yea.
Hope you guys enjoyed! I loved writing this, and I'll get on the next chapter as soon as I can ^_^