You Never Change

by apersonwholikes

A/N: This version of the story is discontinued. The new version/continuation is currently in the writing process. Now an adult, Mason "Dipper" Pines lives on his own. His life is like any other, normal, boring. But what happens when an all too familiar face (The snobby rich-girl from his childhood, Pacifica Northwest) comes back into his life?

4. Chapter 4

I am so, so, so, so sorry for the wait!

School started up and I have had nothing by sickness and homework! I'll try to start uploading more frequently, but I don't know if I can!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter! But, if it's crappy, lemme know and I'll redo it! (I was kind of rushing!)

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Chapter Four—Intention

She, Pacifica, suddenly began to act a bit childish and rude—kind of like she was when I met her. Her arguing was kind of annoying, so I gave in.

"Alright, alright! I give up," I said, "You were sort of nice." I let a slight smirk form on my own lips.

"Oh please!" She replied. She had her arms crossed over her chest—which was noticeably bigger than the last time I saw her—and cute-but-snooty look on her face.

"So, anyway," I began, attempting to change the subject, "What are you doing in California? Shouldn't you be living the 'good life' back in Gravity Falls?"

"Don't you remember? My parents may be wealthy, but McGucket's still got the Manor. Besides, I, uh, felt like a change of scene seemed…necessary…" She sounded a bit uncomfortable as she spoke.

"Oh, that's right, I forgot about that. So you're living here now? You got a job here or something?" I continued.

"Well, I actually live and work in L.A., just visiting a friend for a while."

"Uh, cool…?" I didn't know exactly how to respond—hey, I tried my best…Sort of.

"You don't sound very interested," She spoke. She then looked at the watch on her left arm, took an awkward deep breath and began again, "Well, it's getting late. I-I should get back."

Was that a stutter? Since when do overly-confident people stutter?

"Yeah, me too," I let out a fake chuckle, "Uh-Uhm, uh, hey. We haven't caught up much just yet—"

"Sure…" She interrupted me

"—So how about we meet up tomorrow and, you know, catch up...for real..?"

"Uh," She looked like she'd had to think about it, "I'm free around 20:00, is then okay?" She gave me a slight smile and the raising of an eyebrow—which she seemed to do often.

"Yeah, I'm free then too," I spoke as if I had something I actually needed to do—like she did—even though I planned to just take a day-long break from, like, everything tomorrow.

"Cool. See you then," She gave me a wink as she spoke, "Dip-stick"

I don't know why, but after that, I could feel my face burning up as I watched her walk away.