"The clock must be broken"
Wirt thought to himself.
"There is no way time moves this slowly."
Wirt, along with a majority of the other students the classroom, stared at the clock above their math teachers head. Only ten more minutes until the end of sophomore year. All the grades were in, finals had been taken, lockers had been emptied, and the students were ready to go.
Wirt smiled to himself. It would be a good summer. He had just bought a car, a very old, probably going to break down soon car, but still, he had a car now! He had hated every single minute of his job at the pizza parlor, and often envied Dipper's movie theater workplace, but it had all been worth it. Because he had a car now, and he and Dipper could now go wherever they wanted to, without waiting for a ride. He couldn't wait to drive out to the ocean whenever they wanted to, and even looked forward to the monster hunts that Dipper was sure to drag him along on.
Eight more minutes now. Wirt picked at the hem of his shirt out of boredom, holding back a sigh. After this, they would only have two more years of high school. The teacher was still talking, stressing the importance of making sure they keep their math skills up over the summer, lest they fall behind next year.
Finally the bell rings, and the students poor out into the hallway. Wirt is at the back of the crowd, and only about five steps out of the classroom, when he is tackled from the side. Wirt stumbles briefly then regains his balance. Dipper grins at him.
"Geez, you're going make me to crack my school open one of these days."
Wirt scolded, though he was smiling too.
"I'm helping you sharpen your reflexes."
Dipper replied with a smirk.
Wirt rolled his eyes fondly and noticed Dipper had two dark, orangey-yellow flowers tucked into the front pocket of his t-shirt. When Dipper noticed his look he pulled one out and held it up, ignoring the crowd of students pushing past them briskly on their way to the exit. He studied Wirts front for a moment then focused on the top of his hoodie. Dipper threads the flower into the hole of Wirt's hoodie, were the drawstring went through. Dipper gestured back and forth between their matching flowers.
"These are orange chrysanthemums. They're meant symbolize excitement."
Wirt smiled down at his flower, the sweet swell of it drifting up into face.
"Thanks."
"Are you ready for summer vacation?"
"Yes in fact, I have something to show you."
Dipper turns to Wirt surprised.
"Really? What is it!"
Wirt reaches down pulls a pair of keys out of his pocket with a soft tinkle.
Dipper stares for a second, then
"You bought a car?"
"Yes! My crappy job at a mediocre pizza parlor has served its purpose!"
Dipper laughs.
"This I have to see!"
He says, dragging Wirt out to the exit. Wirt easily follows.
After they reach the parking lot and shout excitedly about the car for a good amount of time, Wirt turns to Dipper.
"So" He asks. "Do you want go somewhere?"
"Fuck yeah!"
And so with matching smiles and matching flowers, the two drive off.
Thanks for reading up to chapter four! Please review if you liked it, or if you have any criticisms! The romance part of this story will start next chapter so that'll be fun.
