I pressed my head into his side, a threatening yet playful growl escaping, muffled slightly. "Just a sec" He kept typing and I huffed my annoyance. "Come on Wirt. Sara's waiting- you don't wanna keep her waiting right?" I pleaded, pushing up on the bed and straightening out my dress. "And Josh is waiting on mee…" I added, tilting my head to the side and playing with his hair. He swatted my hand away with an annoyed frown. "We're gonna be late" I deadpanned, pushing off his bed and pacing over to the window. "I'm almost done- I just have to…" He trailed off, lost in thought as his typing picked up pace.
"They probably think we bailed" I sighed, glancing at the clock that read "8:32 PM." We'd missed the first hour and a half of the school dance thanks to an unexpected last minute email that had pulled Wirt right back into his antics. He hadn't been this way, not always. But after one particularly crazy halloween night, he'd been obsessed with paranormal studies and anything related. My best friend was a shell of his former self. He didn't play clarinet anymore, never wrote poetry or worried about what others thought… It was all just… Paranormal crap. What ever this email was about, it was ruining the best night of my life. And I wasn't having any of it.
Frustration set in and I snatched the laptop, slamming it shut and carelessly tossing it over my shoulder into a pile of wirt's unwashed clothes. His room was a mess. "-Hey! I was almost done" He frowned and I glared. "At this rate we've got ten minutes to get there if we still wanna enjoy tonight. Which would be great. You promised you'd go and Sara- your giRLFRIEND, is waiting on you" I huffed angrily, crossing my arms and tapping my foot as I leaned in for emphasis. "Sara's not my girlfriend" he squeaked defensively, a tinge of red flooding his cheeks. "Oh yeah I forgot, don't blame her...yOU CAN'T EVEN FOCUS ON SOMETHING LIKE HER FOR AN HOUR" I said exasperatedly, eyes wide as my frown deepened. "Fine fine, let's just go" He threw his arms up, a sign he was giving in.
"Yee, finaLLY" I grabbed his arms, pulling him to his feet and forcing his suit's jacket on before tugging him out and down the stairs. His mom smiled upon seeing us, raising a brow. She sat on the couch, greg fast asleep on her lap with a disney movie playing on the TV. "Oh! I thought you two left already! What's the hold up?" She asked, as if she didn't know. I gave a small sigh, tilting my head to the side towards wirt. She mouthed an "oh" and returned her attention to the screen. "Okay let's go" I insisted, yanking him out the door and shutting it behind us after calling "Be back in a bit Mrs. Wilson!"
"This is dumb" He muttered, throwing his leg over the bike and steadying it. "It's stupid how late we are" I retorted, hopping up on the pegs of the bike and pointing forward. "Come on Wirt, we're runnin' outta time" I said, ushering his forward by pushing my hand on his shoulder lightly. "Right right" He sighed, pushing forward and kicking off into speed. This was how we normally got around, him riding me wherever I needed. Why you might ask? Well, at the beginning of the year Wirt's step dad bought him this bike, and we made a silly bet that I could outrun him on my feet all the way to school. Loser had to bike the other person around wherever for the next year- you can see who won. I was on the track team at the time, I don't know why he expected to win.
The school was in sight and I grinned, spotting a few balloons floating away and listening to a few distant hollers of excitement. Looked like stuff was really going down there. I gnawed on my lower lip, excitement eating at my insides. This was it, my first school dance! And with my school crush no less! We would dance and laugh and have fun and- All of my excitement and thoughts were ripped away as we swerved sharply to the right and were sent crashing into a bush. I let out a yelp as we flew right over the bike and into the park. Disorientated, and a bit pissed off, I pushed up and off of his back. He let out a groan and I frowned. "You okay?" I asked, scooting to the side and helping him sit up. "Y-yeah… I just…" He pressed a hand to his head, looking slightly lost for a moment before his ringing phone seemed to register in both of our ears. Oh. So that was why we crashed.
I tilted my head to the right, glancing over the bush at the lights of the dance down the street. A sigh escaped my ruby red lips, pouting as I glanced back at him. He was listening intently as someone on the other line spoke, their voice loud enough to catch little bits of the conversation. "Reports all over town-" "Ranging from ages 6-17-" "I think it all might be-" I glared, a low growl bubbling in my throat. This was some kind of paranormal crap- I knew it. I pushed to my feet, dusting off my dress and inspecting it for any damage. I felt my eyes well up a little when I spotted the mud lacing all the way across the bottom, and the tiny tear up the side near my thigh. Oh great. This was Sara's dress… How much did she say it cost? Oh man it'd be a pain to replace…
"Okay- that's it. I'm going to the dance with or with out-" I stopped when I noticed Wirt's face inches from mine, a grin lighting up his entire face. I deadpanned, glancing at the dance then at him. "I've got a lead" He whispered, excited to no end. "You promised" I whined, crossing my arms and taking a deep breath. "I know I know it's just- I have a chance to meet up with the guy who's been helping me and-" I cut him off. "How do you know this isn't some kinda trap?" I asked, clearly not buying the whole situation.
"That's why I need you" He pleaded. "Ohoho no, nononono, I am NOT missing this dance to be your body guard for some stupid meeting that could happen LITERALLY ANY OTHER DAY" I nearly screamed, blood boiling at the thought. "Pleeeassee. You're the only girl I know with a black belt in karate AND Akido! If anything goes wrong- you'll be there! It's too perfect- I promise I'll pay you back and- and-" I sighed, deflating of all hope for going to this dance. "Fine. But you owe me big time for this" I huffed, dusting some twig off his shoulder. He beamed, embracing me in a tight hug. "Thank you thank you thank you! I promise you won't regret this!" He let go, hug not returned, and hopped over the bush. I sighed, following after him with more caution. "I already am…" I muttered.
Hello~ It is I, a new person who's been a fan for roughly... two years? I dunno, anyways, hope you guys enjoyed, leave a review and lemme know what you think. I've never seen the possibility of Wirt ending up like Dipper or something being explored so I figured it'd be a fun thing to try. Try not to knock this because it's got an OC insert, I promise it won't be centered on that too much, I just feel like an attempt to portray any of these characters would be butchered by me. I've never been really good at expressing inner thoughts of these kinda characters. Anyways~ next chap coming up!