Dipper's POV:
I couldn't believe Mabel and I were finally starting high school! Those years as middle schoolers flew by so fast… But now it was time for me to be more mature, step up a little. Everything will be different.
Mabel and I were walking to the bus stop early in the morning. Mabel was humming to herself and braided a strand of her hair as she strolled down the sidewalk. She was wearing a new sweater that she had knitted the night before: a light purple base with a felt pack of crayons stitched on. I had my left hand in my jean pocket and had my right hand fixing my backpack strap.
When we reached the stop there was only a girl there, who looked about my age. She had blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, and a light freckled nose. She was wearing a light gray hoodie with a small blue heart in the middle and black skinny jeans. Mabel instantly went over and greeted her with a big smile.
"Hello! I'm Mable! This is my brother, Dippy- uh I mean, Dipper! Dipper, say hi!" Mabel glanced at me as rocked on her heels. The girl laughed a little and gave a small smile.
"Uh, hey. I'm Dipper. Nice to meet ya." I said, scratching my neck. Wow. I was feeling a bit uneasy.
The girl gave a quick nod and smiled even more. "Hi Dipper, I'm Casey. It's nice to meet you both. So, are you guys freshman this year, like me?" Her eyes sparkled with a glistening tint of blue. She reminded me of someone, but who was it?
"You bet. Kinda nerveracking, to be honest. I have no idea what to expect in high school."
That, in fact, was true. My palms were sweating.
"Ugh, I totally agree. I barely slept at all last night." She showed a playful smirk.
I had totally forgotten that Mabel had been there all along. Well, not really "there" I should say. She was off near a tree feeding a squirrel bits of her Fruit-Roll-Up.
"Uh, Mabel, those things have tons of sugar. Isnt that bad for the environment?" I raised an eyebrow, and Casey followed my glance to see my twin sister feeding a sugary snack to a woodland creature.
"YOU'RE BAD FOR THE ENVIRONMENT!" was my reply from Mabel, followed by her throwing a branch at my arm. Casey thought this this was hilarious, and had been snickering the whole time.
"That's my sister for you." I said to her with a smile as I shrugged. Casey gave a small smile.
"She seems like a lot of fun." Her eyes looked at something behind, and a heard a rough engine. Our bus was here.
On the bus, I sat next to Mabe, and Casey sat in an empty seat across from us. As soon as the bus started charging down the road, Mabel looked around to make sure no one was watching, she turned to me.
"Okay, Dipper. I know it. I already know you like her." She whispered as she poked my arm.
"What? Who?"
"Uh, Duh! Casey! C'mon, Dip. I know you do! And besides-"
I cut her off. "Okay, no. Mabel, every girl you see me with, you instantly assume she's my girlfriend. No, okay? Casey and I are just…"
I glanced over Mabel's head to see Casey. She was writing in a notebook she had.
"... we're just friends."
"But Dipper! Doesn't she remind you of someone?" Mabel pouted, tugging at my sleeve.
I turned my head towards the window. This conversation was over, was what I was signaling Mabel.
I heard Mabel sigh and slump into the seat. But I still thinking. Casey did remind me of someone. I tried to remember who, but I couldn't.
The bus suddenly pulled to a halt. We pulled up into a large parking lot. It was our school. I brushed away the thought of Casey. I had all day to think.
