The bell rang and Dipper made his way to his next class. Science lab. He loved that! So Dipper shook off the thought that that would be a bad day and got into the class with a big smile.

"Mr. Chas?" He asked to the man in a lab coat standing at the door.

"Hello! And who shall you be?" The old man asked.

"Dipper. Dipper Pines."

"Oh right! Dipper Pines. Go to the sixth table, kit number four. Your partner has already arrived."

Dipper thanked him and make his way inside the room. He froze in his spot once he looked inside and towards the tables. He quickly walked over to number six.

"Please tell me you just sat on the wrong place and you definitely aren't my lab partner for the rest of the year."

"Pine tree! I did get lucky after all!" Bill said with his obnoxious smile. "How very high school film is this situation don't you think?"

"I won't stand being stuck with you for the rest of the year. I'll ask to change partners.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Teacher doesn't like it very much when people ask to change their assigned partners." Bill said knowing Dipper wouldn't risk losing the likability of the teacher.

"Ur fine. But if you make my life harder in anyway, I am asking to change partners."

"Sure! Whatever you say, Pine tree."

"Stop calling me that!"

That was when the teacher got inside the room and started explaining their first task. After the explanation, Dipper quickly started getting test tubes and putting colorful liquids in it.

"Hum, you want any help with that?" Bill said getting up next to him.

"No thank you very much." Dipper dismissed looking annoyed.

"Okay." Bill said in a small voice and sat back on his chair.

The blond boy sat there silently watching Dipper. He was extremely careful and precise. Just made Bill get more interested in him. He wouldn't give up on Dipper that easily. Even if Dipper seemed to hate him for some reason.

"Cipher!" Dipper screamed bringing Bill back to Earth.

"Sorry what?"

"I said can you pass me the magnesium?!" Dipper requested annoyed.

"Yeah sure." Bill said handing Dipper a test tube with silver slips.

Bill got up and stood next to Dipper. The boy was a bit shorter than him. But then again most people were.

"So, who is your favorite director Pine tree?" He asked casually.

"I'm not artsy like you, Bill, don't have one." He responded shortly.

"You look like a Kubrick kind of guy."

"Oh and you must want to be just like Wes Anderson." Dipper answered angrily.

"So you do know movies!" Bill said excitedly.

Dipper simply stayed quiet and went on with the experiment.

"My favorite director really is Wes Anderson. But now. I used to adore Tim Burton. Always had a thing for the creepy and the insane." Bill continued.

"Mine is Hitchcock by the way."

"Hum looks like you." Bill analyzed Dipper for a second. "What's your zodiac sign?"

"Will you pass me the copper acetate?"

"Here you go." Bill said giving Dipper the liquid. "You look like a Virgo. You are shy, smart and you look like you over think stuff."

Dipper stayed quiet for a moment.

"Yeah. Virgo. But I don't know what the hell that means." He finally answered.

"I'm a Gemini. Imaginative and witty." Bill said with a smile and a wink. "Actually we would make a great couple." He leaned next to Dipper's ear. "And with lots of sex." He whispered seductively.

The bell rang that exact moment.

"Okay! Just copy that and give it to the teacher for me." Dipper said nervous. He grabbed all his things as fast as he could and started walking away.

"Gets nervous too easily! Classic Virgo." Bill said sitting back in the chair.

After one more class, Dipper went to the cafeteria to meet Mable and the girls. He quickly spotted them sat together on a table. They saw Dipper and waved him over.

"Dipper how was your classes?" Candy asked as he sat down.

"Fine, fine. And yours girls?"

"It was fantastic! My history teacher is so hot!" Grenda said excitedly.

"Math was pretty fun." Candy said taking a bite of her donut.

"Pretty sweet, bro bro. And guess who is in my Literature class?!" Mable asked tapping Dipper's arm.

Before he could answer he felt someone sitting next to him.

"I am!" Bill said getting to the table.

"Bill! Why didn't you come to class?! I thought you had a pretty big hangover to miss the first class of the year." Mable asked grabbing his hand.

"Sorry, Mable, if I knew you would have missed me I surely would have gone. But first class of the year? Please I can go by without that one. But anyway how is your pen pal?"

"He is alright! Just graduated in economics and is going to work for a bank! Which is really cool, but kind of sad because he won't deliver us pizza anymore."

"That's a shame." Bill said turning to Grenda and Candy. "Sorry girls! I didn't even greet you both! How are you both doing?"

"Really nice!" Grenda asked starstruck.

"What do you put in your hair to make it so perfect?" Candy asked looking like she was about to faint.

"Candy, don't boast his ego. Cipher you are not wanted here. Can you please leave?" Dipper said drily.

"Dipper, don't be rude!" Mable reprehended him.

"It's okay, Mable. I know, Pine tree finds me irresistible. Don't you?" Bill said getting closer to Dipper.

"Is there a possible way of you being more arrogant?" Dipper said uncomfortable with Bill close to him.

"Sure there is."

In that moment, a group of jocks passed by and one hit Dipper hard on the head with his trait. All the girls lowered their heads and looked to their food.

"Let's see if this one sets you in the righteous path, gay boy." Brandon's recognizable voice rung in Dipper's ear.

The team passed by and sat on the table right next to them. Bill looked at Dipper with a revolted look in his eyes.

"Why do you let them do that to you?" Bill asked angrily.

"Because they are bigger, stronger and more experienced in the fighting area." Dipper said rubbing his head.

"Watch and learn, Pine tree." Bill said getting up.

"Bill, no!" Dipper said trying to stop him but it was already to late.

Bill hit both his hands turned into knuckles on the jock's table making all of them turn their heads.

"What did you say back there, Brandon? I'm sorry I didn't hear." He said in an intimidating manor.

The whole cafeteria stopped talking and turned to Bill.

"Look, Winston Churchill, is trying to stand up for his boyfriend." Brandon said getting up.

"I'm not his boyfriend." Dipper said in a low voice but it was audible since the cafeteria stood dead silent.

"Yeah, he's not my boyfriend. I'm just being decent and standing up for my friend." Bill said as Brandon got closer to him.

Bill gabbed the other boy by his collar and held him close to his face. Brandon looked startled.

"Don't look so tough now, do you, Brandon? Are you going to make another tasteless joke about my clothes?" Bill said with his grips turning white.

Brandon just stayed quiet and made no with his head.

"That's what I thought." Bill said and smashed the other boy's head on the cafeteria table. "Now listen to me you fat, ugly jerk, why don't you grow a pair and stop picking on other people to make yourself look better? Also, start living in the Goddamn twenty first century where gay people have rights and believe it or not they are just like you. Actually, I don't want to lower us to your level but it works with the sentence. So leave my friend there alone or I will hunt you on your gay dreams, bitch." Bill said licking his lips seductively and hitting the boy's head on the table once again.

Cipher turned to the cafeteria, smiled and bowed down heading back to the table.

"There, there boy are you causing any trouble?" The school director asked Bill interrupting his walk of glory.

"Absolutely not, Mr. Gleeful! Can you imagine me causing trouble? That is ridiculous." Bill said as if he were offended. "I was just seeing if my friend Brandon was okay. He seemed to have hit his head."

"Well, alright, carry on then." Mr. Gleeful said looking at the jock's table a bit confused.

Bill shone him his million-dollar smile and sat down.

"Well, he definitely hit his head when he was born." Bill said chuckling while he sat down.

The whole group laughed and cheered. Even Dipper. Bill bowed to them and smiled.

"That was amazing!" Mable screamed.

"Yeah! You kicked that guys' ass!" Grenda screamed excitedly.

"I got a give it to you, Cipher. That part about the gay dream was specially amazing.

"Oh yeah! The thing is once I was in the locker room and I overheard him talking to a friend and he was all like" Bill put his chest forward and said in a deep voice. "Man, you know that Bill Cipher guy?" He the shifted in his seat and spoke in a high-pitched voice. "The guy that kicked our ass?" Bill went back to the deep voice. "Yeah, I had a fucking weird dream that I was giving him a blow job and then we were making out and shit." Then he went back to his normal self while they all laughed. "Let me tell you I will never let him forget that dream or the many other gay dreams I'm sure he had about me."

"Yeah you do that. Those bullies are awful." Candy said giving the other table a mean look.

"Well, I'm sure they'll stay in their places for a while now. After all," He turned and tapped Dipper's nose lightly. "That's how you deal with bullies."