Both twins stumbled dejectedly down the stairs for breakfast.
"What's with the long faces, kiddos?" Stan asked, looking away from his newspaper.
The teenagers sighed.
"Today's our last day in Gravity Falls. Now we have to go back to school." Dipper explained.
"I don't wanna go back to school!" Mabel cried. "I love our home in Peidmont and all, but I love being here, too!"
Stan put down his newpaper and frowned, which made Dipper and Mabel uneasy at his sudden seriousness.
"Grunkle Stan, what happened?" Dipper asked cautiously.
"Well, kid, I got a call from your parents." Stan answered.
The twins shared a worried glance, then urged their great uncle to continue and tell them what he meant.
"Well, your mom and dad aren't working in Peidmont anymore, and they asked me to keep an eye on you for a while." he told them. He then smiled widely and added, "Because they got a job-transfer to Oregon and need me to watch you two while they move in! You two are going to be going to high school in Gravity Falls and living here for the next four years of school!"
The twins grinned.
"Really?!" they exclaimed.
Their great uncle nodded and they high-fived. They then quickly scarfed down their breakfast and returned upstairs to their room, where they unpacked anything they had packed the night before.
"I can't believe we get to live in Gravity Falls! Think of all the mysteries we'll be able to solve! We'll get to live around them every day!" Dipper gleefully cried.
"I know, right?! And I won't have to leave Candy and Grenda!" Mabel agreed.
"Yeah, and what do you think about Gravity Falls High School?"
"I'm sure we're gonna love it!"
Mabel tried to ignore her brother's frantic cries as she quickly ascended the stairs and ran into her room, locking the door behind her.
She collapsed on her bed, crying into her pillow and saying, "I hate Gravity Falls High School!"
She cried for several minutes, ignoring her brother, as he knocked on her door and called her name. She finally lifted her face from her pillow and went to her bathroom. She washed off her face and took the cover off of her pillow, which was now covered in tears, a bit of drool (because that's what happens a lot of time when people cry a lot), and make up stains.
Slowly and quietly opening the door, Mabel walked downstairs to the laundry room and threw the pillow case in the proper hamper. Turning around, she found herself face-to-face with her brother.
"'Sup, Dip?" she asked, trying to sound and look as casual as possible. But tear stains were still visible on her cheeks, and her voice was cracked and hollow-sounding from crying.
Dipper did not reply. He only moved closer to Mabel and hugged her. Once again, she started crying.
"It's okay, Mabel. Just let it out. I'm here for you." Dipper whispered. Upon seeing their mother and father, Dipper quietly told them to go, shooting them a look that said, "Not now,"
After a few minutes, Dipper quietly whispered, "Mabel?"
"Hmm?" she mumbled in reply.
He placed his hands on her shoulders and slowy pulled away.
"Mabel, you can't keep letting them hurt you like this. You need to tell our parents or the principal or something." he said calmly.
Mabel only hung her head.
She finally asked, "And what's that gonna do, Dip? Pacifica's parents are rich. They could bribe the freakin' principal to keep his mouth shut about the whole thing! This is nearly the end of my sophmore year, and I've been bullied by Pacifica so much that I don't think I can take it anymore!"
Dipper sighed. "Yeah, you're right."
"Then what am I gonna do?! I'm so sick of Pacifica!" She buried her face in her brother's t-shirt. "I wish we had never moved to Gravity Falls!" she cried.
Dipper patted her on the back, trying to calm her. They stood there for several minutes before Mabel said she was okay, and went upstairs to wash her face. Dipper also went upstairs to his room so he could change shirts.
Mabel went to sleep that night thinking about Pacifica, and how she could get the rich brat off her case. She finally drifted off to sleep to the sound of the crickets chirping and the wind gently bending the trees outside.
Mabel stood at her locker, checking her hair and the little bit of make up that she wore in the mirror on the inside panel of the locker door. She wore a light blue sweater, decorated with musical notes, a pair of white and blue Chaos+Clairity skinny jeans, and some light brown boots that reached mid-calf. She brushed her curly brown hair, placed a light blue headband in it, and grabbed her books out of the locker before shutting it.
Looking down the hall, she saw three of her best friends approaching her.
"Hey Mabel! Dude, you okay? Grenda, Candy, and I saw you run home crying yesterday." her friend, Terra, asked with concern.
Terra was a friend Mabel had made on the her first day at Gravity Falls High School. She had pale skin, which she claimed was due to her dislike of tanning. Her eyes were green, but changed in shade from light green, to bright green, to dark green, to a dull camouflage green, and several other shades. Her hair was brown like Mabel's, but with a red-ish tint, and some natural darker brown streaks to it. It fell to her mid-back, and had side-sweep bangs. She was pretty rebelious to being the perfect daughter her parents expected her to be. In fact, in elementary school, she followed Pacifica because of her parents. It wasn't until some time during sixth grade that she stood up for herself and became a rebel. Now, she hates pink and designer clothing, and she normally wears black and other dark colors, along with some bright colors. She also has three piercings in each of her ears. Two where they would normally be, on the earlobe, and one at the top of the ear.
Mabel nodded. "Sure, I'm totally fine."
"Great, well-" Terra stopped mid-sentence, she, Candy, and Grenda becoming stiff and expressionless.
Terra, trying to seem casual as possible, reached out and tugged Mabel's sweater sleeve, whispering, "Mabel, we need to go. Now."
But it was too late. Mabel froze as a new voice cut through the air. One that was cold, and condescending.
"Hello, Mabel. How's the Dork Posse?" Pacifica asked.
The teenage brunette turned around to find herself face-to-face with her rival.
Trying her best to ignore Pacifica's insults, she courteously replied, "Hey Pacifica. We're doing pretty good, how 'bout you?" She flashed a smile, which now had no braces.
Pacifica snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Nice try, hon, but I can't be killed with kindness." The blonde then directed her attention to Terra. "Terra, honey, stop hanging aound these losers. Be my friend again. I'll make sure you get into all the exclusive concerts, always get the best and newest designer clothes; I'll make sure you, just my other two friends and I, are treated like royalty. You can still be friend." The Northwest heiress held out her hand. "What do you say, Terra?" she asked.
To Mabel's suprise and disappointment, Terra walked forward and took Pacifica's hand, a friendly yet evil smile painted on her lips to match Pacifica's expression. Then, Pacifica squeked in surprise and her face clearly showed she was in pain. She tried to get her hand out of Terra's grasp, but the rebel girl's grip was firm. She pulled Pacifica closer, there faces a few inches away.
"Stay away from my friends, and stop bullying Mabel. Or else, I swear you'll regret it. And I will never be your friend again. Are we clear, Northwest?" she growled.
Pacifica's friends stood a few feet away, watching with utter surprise, their mouths agape. Terra let Pacifica's hand go, and turned on her heel.
"Come on, guys, let's get to class." she said.
Pacifica watched in shock and anger as the four best friends walked away.
"Oh, I won't be the one to regret something, Terra Brenden. I'll get you, and Mabel, and make you pay for embarrassing me. You'll pay."
Mabel, Terra, Candy, and Grenda carried their lunch trays to a table. As soon as they sat down, everyone either moved to a different table or scooted as far down the table as they could. Mabel sighed and picked at her food as she watched it happen.
"Come on man, don't let 'em get to ya. You're better that that." Terra assured.
Mabel smiled and replied, "I know, it's just so hard to ignore it."
"Well, we're always there for you, Mabel. No matter what happens, you're best friends will be by your side." Candy promised.
"Yeah, we'll be there when Pacifica comes around to try and bully you. It makes me so mad when she does, too! I wanna put her in a headlock and make her feel pain!" Grenda exclaimed.
Terra chuckled. "Yeah! Bottom line- we're here for ya. We ain't goin' nowhere." Terra told her.
"Terra, you're such a hypocrite." Mabel chuckled.
Terra simutainiously raised an eyebrow and slurped up a spaghetti noodle, which looked both strange and comically funny. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a bit of an edge to her voice.
"You always walk around correcting us on our grammar mistakes when we talk! And yet, here you are, using double negatives!" Mabel exclaimed, throwing her hands up in exasperation and giggling like there was no tomorrow.
The young teen laughed back, and soon Candy and Grenda joined in.
"Hey, check that out!" Candy said, pointing enthusiastically at a man putting a poster on the wall.
"The guy?" Grenda asked.
"No! The poster!" the raven-haired girl corrected.
The four friends studied the poster, which advertised the Gravity Falls High Talent Show.
"Wow," Mabel managed to mutter.
"Guys, we should totally enter! We could perform an awesome song or something!" Terra prompted.
"I can play the piano and the keyboard." Candy said.
"And I can play the drums!" Grenda added.
"Awesome! I can play electric and acoustic guitar. And Mabel- you could sing." Terra told them.
"Guys, guys, hold it. Performing in the show sounds great and all, but we'd need to find out what to play, print out the music and lyrics, practice, and perfect the act in two weeks. You all think we can do that?" Mabel asked.
Terra beamed with confidence. "Of course we-"
"Can't. You four losers would get last place for sure." Pacifica cut in.
Terra's expression hardened. "What did I tell you-"
"And what did I tell you, hmm? Remember sweatheart, my parents are the richest people in town. And I'm quite sure I could get them to pull a few strings, get a couple people fired even." Pacifica said, a cold smirk on her face as she stared into Terra's eyes.
Terra's eyes teared up slightly, and she shook her head.
"You...Y-you wouldn't,"
"Oh, believe me, I would."
"You can't!" Terra exclaimed pleadingly.
"Hon, you know I can." Pacifica replied.
Terra clutched her hands into fists by her side, then unclutched them, stood up with her tray in her hands, and headed for the trash cans. Mabel, Candy, and Grenda picked up their trays and quickly followed behind her.
"Terra. Terra, what was that all about?" Mabel asked her.
"I...I don't want to talk about it."
"But, Terra-"
"Look, Mabel," Terra said, trying to sound calm, "Pacifica is rich, blonde, b-i-t-c-h; end of story!"
The school bell rang and everyone headed to their next class. The four friends walked down the hall in silence.
Mabel walked into her room and dropped her bookbag on the floor. She had no homework and nothing to do. She thought for a few minutes and decided the best way to kill time would be to take a nap.
The brunette changed into her pajamas and laid her clothes neatly on the edge of her bed. She put her hair in a braid to the side and opened her door.
"Dipper! If Mom and Dad ask- I'm taking a nap!" She yelled down the hall.
Without waiting for a reply, she closed the door and climbed into her bed, quickly falling asleep, unbeknownst to the dream she would have.
Mabel stood on a stage. Confused, she looked around. She recognized that she was in the Gravity Falls High School auditorium. Peering out into the crowd, she saw several parents, teachers, almost all the students in both the elementary and high school, and other members of the schools.
"Full house, huh?" she heard someone whisper in her ear.
Mabel turned to her right, seeing Terra sitting on a stool next to her, holding and electric guitar. Mabel herself, was also sitting on a stool in front of a microphone, an acoustic guitar resting in her lap.
She then took a look behind her to see Candy standing at a keyboard, and Grenda at the drums.
"Yeah. There are people standing up for goodness sake." Mabel whispered back. She couldn't help but smile widely.
Then, involuntarily, she turned on her microphone, and began to strum her guitar, her friends following her lead. She then opened her mouth and sang.
When she finished, the crowd clapped and cheered and shouted her name.
Mabel!
Mabel!
Mabel!
Mabel's friend Terra, turned to her and beamed.
"That was great, Mabel! Now it's time to wake up."
"Huh?" Mabel uttered in confusion.
Her friend chuckled, and said, "It's time to wake up."
Something was wrong, Mabel could tell. Because the voice speaking through Terra was not her's, it was male. And impossibly familiar. It sent a shiver up her spine, but she couldn't place it.
"Wake up, Mabel!" the voice shouted at her. "Wake up!" Now it sounded like her brother, not the other voice.
"Wake up!" her brother's voice screamed through Terra.
As Mabel slipped out of her dreams, she heard Terra say something else in the other male voice. She couldn't tell what it said, but she caught one word: Star. Then she woke up.
Mabel shot awake to her brother shaking her shoulders and calling her name.
"Mabel!" he repeated.
The brunette rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes.
"Huh? What is it Dipper?" she asked.
"It's time for dinner. You were sleeping pretty heavily. You ok?"
Mabel nodded, a smile appearing on her face.
"Yeah, Dip, I'm good. Anyways, let's go eat. I'm starving!"
The teenage girl jumped out of her bed and sped downstairs, her brother following close behind.
The twin teenagers got downstairs and sat at the table with their mom and dad. After they fixed their plates and sat down, they began to discuss their day, one by one.
Their father and mother talked about thier jobs, and Dipper didn't have much to say, other than how they had a couple of tests today and he was sure he'd aced them. When they got around to Mabel, they expected to see her frown, loose her appitite, and say nothing had happened. But instead, she beamed.
"Well, dear family," she began, which caused her brother above everyone else to wonder what the hell had happened to his sister. "There just so happens to be a talent show at the high school in two weeks, and my best friends and I will be performing!" she exclaimed.
"Congrats, Mabes," Dipper said to his sister, bearing a similar smile.
"What will you and your friend be doing for the talent show?" the twins's father asked.
"We'll performing a song. I'll be singing and playing the acoustic guitar, Grenda's got the drums, Candy's playing the keyboard, and Terra is gonna play the electric guitar." Mabel explained. "I'm not sure what the name of the song is, yet, but I'll search the internet after dinner."
"That's great, honey. Good luck!" her mother told her.
"Thanks! By the way, I'll need to spend a lot of time practicing with the others, so after school, can I take the bus to Terra's house?" Mabel asked, turning to her parents.
Her mother and father nodded. They were proud of their duaghter, and happy that she wasn't so sad like she usually was after a school day.
After dinner, Mabel searched up the song she sang in her dream. She found out it was called "Mean Girls" by a girl named Rachel Crow. After a slight alteration to the lyrics, she printed them out along with the sheet music for the song for her guitar, Terra's guitar, Candy's keyboard, and Grenda's drums. She placed the printed out paper in her binder, which she placed in her book bag.
Seeing as it wasn't too late, she called the girls and arranged the after-school practice. They were certainly happy when she told them they'd be performing, and couldn't wait for practice!
K, here y'all go! This is gonna be two-shot and the next chapter will be posted next weekend, or so. This is just one of the four or five one-shots/two-shot I plan on posting to make up for being on a hiatus!
~Ciao!