"Pacifica, dear. Be sure to wear your blue dress. It's blue dress night. Last time, you wore that yellow dress on orange dress night, and you utterly humiliated us." Pacifica heard her mom say. Ugh. Pacifica didn't want to go to the stupid banquet, but she was already in hot water for her actions at the party a few days ago.

The family relaxed in a limo while a chauffeur drove. "Listen, dear Pacifica. There's going to be a boy at this party by the name of Atlantcio Southeast. He's very rich, and we'd like you to start dating him." Her mom said.

"But, mom! I'm too young to date, right?" Pacifica said.

"No, no, no. We'd like to be on good terms with the Southeasts. They are one of the few families that rival us financially." Her father said.

"But..." Pacifica complained.

Her father began ringing that stupid bell. She didn't want to disobey him again, so she just decided to agree, and hopefully would find a way out of it.

When they got to the party, her parents led her through a crowd of people that included Donald Trump. When they got out of a crowd of people, a tall man and his wife, dressed in the finest clothing, shook hands with Pacifica's parents.

"And you must be Pacifica! Our son would be the perfect boy for you. You're both rich!" Mrs. Southeast said.

"He's right over there. Go talk to him!" Mr. Southeast said, pointing to a boy sipping a soda off to the side.

Pacifica reluctantly walked over after her parents gave her a mean glance.

"Hey, are you Pacifica?" Atlantico asked.

"Yeah." Pacifica said passively. She looked at Atlantico. He was cute, but the idea alone that her parents wanted her to be with him was enough to make him entirely unattractive to her.

"Listen, can we talk outside?" Atlantico asked.

"I guess." Pacifica replied.

Atlantico led her outside. "Look, you're a really pretty girl. But I really don't want to do this. My parents forced me to come-" Atlantico said.

"Me too! I never wanted to come her. My parents made me." Pacifica said.

"Really? My parents told me you saw a picture of me and said I was hot." Atlantico said.

"What? They just made that up. Not that you aren't, but I really don't want to do something my parents want me to do." Pacifica said.

"Yeah, same. I really want to find the girl that pisses of my parents the most." Atlantico said.

Pacifica thought for a second, but decided there was no harm in telling him.

"I already have." Pacifica said.

"What?" Atlantico asked.

"Yeah. I met this boy named Dipper, and he's not rich or anything. But I haven't told my parents yet." Pacifica said.

"Wait, are you just dating him out of spite? That's kind of mean." Atlantico said.

"No! I mean, that's a bonus, but he's really cute and sweet and brave, too. I would've dated him even without my parents." Pacifica said.

"You're lucky. I wish I had someone like that." Atlantico said.

Pacifica's phone vibrated. "Just a second. Let me check this."

Pacifica read her text. It was from Dipper. "Mabel just forced me to go on a date with Candy. I had to tell Candy about us so her feelings wouldn't be hurt."

This gave Pacifica an idea.

"Hey, Atlantico? What do you think of this girl?" Pacifica asked, holding up a picture of Candy.

"She's really cute. Who is she?" Atlantico asked.

"She's my...acquaintance. She's not rich or anything, though. She'd be great for you! Plus, she is really into boys." Pacifica suggested.

"Really? When can we meet?" Atlantico asked. Pacifica texted the situation to Dipper. He responded, saying that he texted Candy, and that she was willing to meet Atlantico.

"She wants to meet you!" Pacifica said. "And here's her number."

"Great! Thanks, Pacifica. I'm actually glad our parents forced us to meet. They're going to regret it!" Atlantico said.

"Ha, yeah. What are we going to tell them?" Pacifica said.

"I'm going to tell them I have a new girlfreind that isn't rich!" Atlantico said.

"Won't they get really angry?" Pacifica asked.

"Yeah, but I don't even care. It's my life, and it's now or never. I'm not gonna live forever!" Atlantico said.

"Good for you. I think I'll keep mine a secret though." Pacifica said.

Atlantico smiled. "Thanks for everything." Then, he ran back inside, Pacifica following.

"Hey, Mom! Dad! I've got something to tell you! I have a girlfriend! And they aren't rich!" Atlantico said.

"Blasphemy!" Pacifica heard his dad say.

"What happened to you and our daughter?" Pacifica's father asked.

Pacifica tensed, hoping he wouldn't give up too much information.

"I had a girlfriend before, but I didn't tell you. I just told Pacifica I wasn't available." Atlantico said.

"You make yourself available this instant!" Mrs. Southeast yelled.

"Make me!" Atlantico yelled, running out the front door, his parents in pursuit.

Pacifica's parents noticed her standing nearby. While Pacifica was actually trying not to laugh, they seemed to read her face wrong.

"Oh, darling. We're so sorry that didn't work out!" her mom said.

Pacifica decided to play along. "Yeah, I'm sad. Maybe I should stay away from boys for a while."

"You will. For fourteen years. Once five-year old Arctico Northnorth is closer to your age, you two will be a great pair." Mr. Northwest said.

Pacifica wanted to yell at him, but she decided fourteen years was enough time to formulate a plan for that. "Maybe, dad."