A/N: And I'm back with yet another chapter! we're moving onto another perspective, folks! I want to thank all of you for following and faving, and keeping with this story. It really makes my and Ace's day. So, that said, I hope you enjoy.

A Triangle in the Stars
Chapter Twenty-Two: The School's Witness Account

Wendy was in her first period woodworking class, luckily one of the only classes that weren't affected by Bill's magic. She'd felt something wrong here the moment she set foot in the building. But, other than the lights turning off while it was crowded, nothing much happened. She sighed, putting on her goggles as she concentrated on shaving a piece of wood into the shape of a pen.

She kept an eye on the machine, and the shrinking wood. She wanted this perfect. Not once did she think about Bill, Steven, or the conversation with Ford and Stan as she worked, for she was in her element. The teacher walked around, eyeing everyone's work. She saw Wendy's and smiled, rather impressed.

Meanwhile, in the computer lab, the teacher had written something on the board. He explained in a slightly thick accent, "Okay, class, today is a free research day. Feel free to research anythink you want, but only within parameters of the rules."

The students cheered nonetheless, and fired up their desktops. They then took a look at the board and saw the fine print. They had to type up a short summary of what they researched. Some got frustrated, but others didn't mind. Connie was one of the latter. She found this the perfect opportunity to look up Gravity Falls. She frowned when she saw the results...

They weren't what she wanted—they didn't say where she knew the place from.

The computer was quite sluggish too. As were the rest of them. The students groaned, some of them restraining hitting their computers lightly to try and fix the problem. They knew they'd get in big trouble for that. Connie, however, didn't care about how slow they were. Or tried her best to ignore it. She read a few articles on the town, and there was a flash of something in her brain. Had she... been there once? she thought she had. But wouldn't she have remembered?

The teacher sat in his chair, humming softly. He rocked a little bit, and spun around. Despite the obvious distractions, he kept an eye on the students the best he could.

Videos were buffering. Websites were taking a long while to load. And, worst of all, browsers began crashing. Some students rage quit, while others started to seethe, still working at their research nonetheless. Connie's was the only one that seemed to be working well at the moment, if a bit unresponsive at times. The teacher's eyebrows rose at this. The girl stared at the computer, frowning when an unfamiliar blue page came up. But a second later, the fire alarm began to ring. She looked up and around, as the computer lab teacher gasped, jolting up. The students groaned, but were also quite scared. They couldn't believe this day was getting worse already.

Wendy, concentration ruined, almost ruined her project as well. She frowned as she looked up, seeing the room flash between its regular color and red. Though this may have been her imagination. She also heard screaming from another part of the school, intermixed with the alarm, and got up, eyes and mouth wide open. The rest of the students seemed scared, but also bewildered. The teacher tried to keep things calm, and ordered the students to leave in an orderly fashion. The way some of them left was definitely not orderly.

Connie assumed it was a drill, and behaved the best she could, beginning to leave the classroom. The man provided the best instructions he could as fast as he could with his accent, but his students ran out of the classroom, unable to take this. The situation seemed serious, and they couldn't afford to muck around. The instructor then shrugged and followed them.

Wendy tore off her goggles and left the room, followed by the teacher, into the now crowded hallway. She looked about, trying to get around, and people frequently bumped into her accidentally. And also bumped into other people. It was chaos, generally. And she couldn't help but think about Bill. She frowned. And, to make matters worse, the lights flickered off. Just about everyone screamed.

Connie didn't though, and she recognized the red hair in the crowd, just before the last blink of light died, with a gasp. She found it hard to get over there, however, and herself getting set back only farther. Wendy didn't scream either, even though she couldn't see a thing. She kept as cool as she usually was. The crowd, frantic as it was, pushed her in Connie's direction. The instructors could be heard trying to calm everyone down, but they were somewhat drowned out by the screams. A few students pulled out flashlights, and turned them on, but they inevitably shone in some faces, blinding those people. More screams compounded from the other side of the building, where the chemistry lab was. Screams of fear, of horror, and screams of pain. The redhead flinched, and she didn't want to know what was going on there. Connie shuddered, afraid of what was going on here. Maybe she should have stayed home today...

Wendy tried to speak, but whatever she said was drowned out too. The crowd kept pushing her, until she bumped into Connie. But she didn't know it was her. It was far too dark. The crowd then seemed to move the opposite way, as if desperately trying to get itself together and find the back exit. A bunch of light shone through as an exit was soon found. Kids ran out like the devil was on their heels. And so did the instructors.

Roars kicked up, it seemed, near the back of the building, and then a small number of screams. Wendy's eyes widened. Despite the source being far away at the moment, she'd had experience that monsters could cover ground very rapidly.

And then the lights flickered back on as the number of people in the halls dwindled, and finally Wendy and Connie, and the few remaining students and instructors, could see. Not that this provided any relief. The students and instructors were still terrified, and could be heard talking about what happened, but it was muffled. Apparently, these students were from the chemistry lab, and were the few who managed to escape unscathed. Connie turned to them. "What happened?" she asked, wondering.

They simply quieted and then mumbled, completely pale, and kept walking, stiff now, out the door and joining the others in the parking lot. Obviously whatever happened had traumatized them. The redhead recognized the voice and turned to the source. She smiled a little when she saw her, "Connie?"

So she was right about possibly meeting her again. What a small world. But she probably wouldn't have if none of this happened. She'd attended this school since she arrived, and she hadn't even seen Connie. Granted, she hadn't been (actively) looking for her, nor did she know what she looked like.

"Wendy? hey!" Connie smiled at her.

The smile barely got bigger, but it was enough. Her hair was messed up and frazzled from being shoved around a lot. But she didn't care.

"Are you okay, man?" she asked, jumping to the chase and scanning the girl for any bruises.

"I'm fine. I was in the computer lab."

"Oh, good..." she sighed of short-lived relief, brushing some stray hair strands away from her face, "seems like all the trouble happened in the chemistry lab. And I do NOT want to find out what went down in there..."

"Where were you?"

"I was in woodworking," she answered,—the brunette nodded—and then looked around. Those roars she heard earlier were starting to get to her, and the sudden silence didn't help. Connie was creeped out now too, "...it's so quiet. Too quiet..."

"That line is so overused, man, but it fits too much here..." Wendy allowed a shudder to travel her back. And then she looked at the door, frowning a little, "We should get going... the school isn't safe... not anymore..."

Connie agreed and then ran to the door and pulled it with all her might. She paled, eyes widening, "It's not opening!"

Wendy followed her, and then frowned softly, deadpanning. She then put a hand on the door and pushed it open quite simply, a laughing smile on her face now. The brunette laughed, relieved, "Right. I should have tried that."

Wendy laughed, unable to hold it in, "Yeah, man. C'mon."

She then headed out the door, with Connie trailing her. In the parking lot crowded the horrified, fearful students and instructors and other staff who managed to escape unscathed. A few more people who had been chased by the monster ran out, almost knocking them aside. They had long since lost the creature, however, so the evacuated people were safe. Telltale sirens of the ambulances sounded throughout the air. Wendy cringed. She knew now people had gotten hurt. The brunette looked around, frowning. She was wondering what exactly was going on.

Wendy had a sort of idea how this happened. But not the what was happening. She sighed, mumbling to herself, "This has Bill written all over it..."

She rubbed at her forehead, looking at the crowd. The instructors were still trying to keep everyone calm, and so far they were successful. After all, they were now out of the madness that was their school. Now they just talked amongst themselves, and the two were able to hear some of what they said.

"That chemistry lab was lit. And not in a good way," Buck could be heard saying, still in that usual calm tone, but there was a bit of an edge to it.

"That mixer, man," another, more unfamiliar student said, shuddering. "It completely ruined the dude's face... the chemicals, that is."

A female voice picked up, Jenny's, "And all those demons that rose up from them mixed chemicals... oh, my god."

Wendy's eyes were completely wide, and she nodded to herself, Yep. This is Bill's handiwork...

"Demons? chemicals?" an idea hit Connie. "I know who can help! Wendy, come with me, we're going to get Steven!" she grinned.

"Well, okay then," Wendy was pulled from her trance. She looked around, to the front of the building. She saw the news truck soon enough. She then sighed. People were surely going to be talking about this for days, which meant this was far weirder than what the townsfolk regularly encountered. She shook her head, getting herself grounded, and smiled a little, looking back at Connie, "I hope you're right, man. Lead the way."

She then began the long walk to the beach, where the Temple Guardian stood proud. Wendy followed her. She hoped Steven was okay. She knew Bill was hanging around him, and this made her really uneasy...

A/N: Aaaaand it ends on a cliffhanger! and the next one won't be out till next Thursday or Saturday, or perhaps THIS Saturday! :D
I hope you enjoyed the new focus. I was Wendy, and Ace was Connie. :3 And Buck and Jenny, both portrayed by me, had a brief cameo. I hope we portrayed them well. Also, please leave those wonderful reviews. I love them so, so much. If you don't have any reviews to leave me, then I'll see you either this Saturday, or next Thursday. Ta ta!