As Dipper swept the floors yawning, his stomach grumbling, Stan walked up to him back from another tour, "Hey Dipper those signs you hung up a while back have disappeared," he tossed a bunch of crude, wooden signs at the boy. "Go re-hand these new ones," he ordered gruffly.
"But Stan when ever I'm in those woods I feel—"
"Yeah yeah we've heard that part yada yada bewarb, just go do it!"
Dipper sighed, straightened his cap, and walked out of the Shack. He walked into the woods, just wanting to get the creepy task over with.
"You'll love it here honey, you'll make lots of new friends and I think this change of scenery would be good for you," her mother sad as they drove her to her new home, Gravity Falls Oregon. Heh, new friends? She could barely make one. Let alone several or whatever. She stared mutely out the window, her cheek pressed against it trying to drone out her parers chattering. Just wanting to get the move over with and rebuild her safe haven most called a bedroom.
"C'mon darling, talk to us," her father insisted. She had been silent the whole drive. She didn't respond. It's not like she was crying or sad or any of that. Angry? Yes. Homesick. Sure. She was just in one of those moods where she couldn't and didn't want to say anything. At all. She probably wouldn't for a while.
She just simply let out a low sigh and continued to stare at the scenery she was zipping by. Her mother was right about one thing, she did like it. Beautiful. This place sure had a lot of trees and forests. Good, they seemed like perfect places to hide in—er, explore.
Her name was Bille. Billie Rosewood. Though she really preferred Billie. She had long dark black hair, wide dark brown eyes, pale skin, a dark black jacket, a white t-shirt with a music note on it, dark black jeans, and black leather boots. Yeah, she wore a lot of black, no she wasn't really a goth type of girl, she just…liked black. Maybe it wasn't her best outfit choice as she always stood out in a crowd, and she didn't like to be noticed.
Billie sighed again as the car stopped, they were there. She watched as the moving truck pulled up besides them, she heaved her bag full of the stuff she didn't want locked up in the truck and started towards their new house. She had called dibs on first pick of the rooms.
"Hey Billie, why don't you explore the town, we'll move your stuff into the house," her mom said. Billie turned.
"Ok mom," she said, the first words she had spoken in a while. She started towards the town. Just keep walking, just keep walking. She entered the main part of the town. She looked down at the ground.
"Oh look, a new girl." Billie's head snapped up and she turned her head to where the snotty voice had come from. She soon spotted a blonde girl smirking smugly at her with two girls by her side. Out of the corner of her eye she also caught a boy peering out, smirking a bit in amusement and looking Billie up and down.
"U-Uh, um, I-I—" she stuttered her cheeks turning pink, she hated attention.
The girl laughed tauntingly. "U-uh I-I!" she mocked throwing her hands in the air and making a mock scared face. Billie's face glowed with heat as the girls posse laughed with her. The boy she had seen watching her laughed as well, maybe a bit too loud. Oh god, did this kid like this girl?! The blonde flipped her hair and started to walk off, giving Billie a smirk with a look that clearly read: I own this town, compared to me, you're nothing.
Billie knew that look well, she saw it in pretty much every school she'd ever been in during her twelve years of life. She closed her eyes and tried to make the awful redness on her face disappear. Finally she blinked them open again and made a bee-line straight for the woods.
She could already tell, while this was a beautiful town, it would be like all the other places she'd lived in.
Dipper had already hung up most of the signs, He headed for a tree then stopped, something in his mind saying, Nah, that tree's no good. He frowned, puzzled. It seemed good. Sturdy, and normal. A pine tree, his mind supplied. Again one part of his mind seemed to insist that he shouldn't go to that tree. He started towards it anyways.
Suddenly his ears started to ring and a overwhelming desire to walk away filled him. The tree didn't look that good. The sign would probably fall off right when he hung it. No, he would not do that one. He started to mutely walk away to another tree, a glazed look in his eyes.
He snapped out of his daze when he heard boots crunch on the ground. He froze his eyes slowly creeping to their corners. There were more footsteps and he heard someone sit down. He turned and saw a glimpse of a long, slender figure sitting on the other side of the tree he had been walking away from. He narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what anyone was doing in these woods this deep.
He finally spoke up when he saw whoever it was didn't notice him. "Who are you?"
The person yelped and jumped, he immediately recognized it as a girl. She turned, her eyes wide her mouth slightly opened in surprise. Her expression clearly read: A person! RUN!
She opened and closed her mouth as if trying to remember how to talk and finally stuttered out, "B-Billie." Dipper tilted his head a bit and smiled.
"Ok Billie, why are you here?"
"Mean girl…besides, I like to be alone…What are you doing here?" she asked quietly. Dipper sighed.
"I work at this tourist trap called the Mystery Shack because me and my twin sister are staying there with our great uncle Stan. He's making me hang up these signs," he said tiredly. "Oh and that mean girl was Pacifica Northwest, she's like the richest girl in town and is related to the town founder Nathaniel Northwest." Just thinking about Pacifica brought a bad taste to his mouth, someone needed to take her down a peg, but how?
Billie nodded, well now at least she knew who was the alpha here, everywhere she went there was a few, knowing them could save a life, or at least save her from hundreds of awful incidents one they found out she was the weak link.
"So, are you gonna do this tree or—"
"NO!" Dipper shouted, surprising himself. "I mean, no, that tree doesn't really look good." Bille raised an eyebrow but didn't argue, instead she started to get up, suddenly her elbow banged into the tree, there was a loud bang as if she had hit metal. Her eyes widened.
"What the…"
Dipper bit his lip, for some reason this seemed like a bad idea, "Umm, maybe we shouldn't explore…" he hesitantly suggested. Billie looked up and for a moment a small sliver of bravery gleamed in her eyes.
"Maybe we should," she said quietly.
"BILL! BILL! HE'S IN CHARGE! HE'S CHANGED US ALL AND WE HAVE TO STOP HIMMM!" Old Man McGucket screamed at random bystanders. A woman and man who had been holding hands gasped, looked down and walked away. McGucket continued to scream at the top of his lungs doing a jig of great danger.
"WE HAVE TO STOP HIM BEFORE HE DOES SOMETHIN' TERRRRRIBLE! DIDDLY DO!" he tried again his eyes twitching. Some people smirked at the old guy, as he was known as the local coot.
McGucket stomped and jumped and looking all together crazy and unorganized.
"Mommy what is that old man screaming about?" A young boy asked his mom.
"Just keep walking, Danny, just keep walking," the woman said shielding her son's eyes and guiding him swiftly away from the coot.
"LISTEN HERE YOUNG ONE! BILL IS TAKIN' OVER AND YA NEED TO FIGHT HIM WITH YOUR BRAAIIIIIN POWERS!"
A young girl watching started to cry. Soon everyone was gone and that left the old man still rambling to people only he could see.
"McGucket."
The old man turned, "Huuuh?" he asked. A triangle shaped shadow loomed over him.
"You know too much."
"SOMEONE'LL STOP YA! I KNOW IT! WE'RE GONNA STOP YOU AND WE'RE GONNA—" The old man was cut off and grabbed by the shadow. His eyes glowed a bright red then dimmed and he slumped, almost lifeless.
The shadow chuckled slightly and the man disappeared. This was too easy. Now if only people didn't start to become self-aware. Then it would take no work at all.
Guess who has two thumbs and like Bille has a fear of speaking in front of people! THIS GIRL! And that sucks for me 'cause my Reading/Language teacher always makes us read our stuff in front of everyone! Oh and I just noticed how similar Bill and Billie's names are. That was a accident, but I like it. And yes, Billie is a girl's name. And I feel bad for McGucket, I actually kinda liked that character. *evil laughter* And I see all you fangirls are screaming at me about what I did to Dipper! YES! YES! SCREAM AT ME! I LOVE IT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Review please!