What's up? Well now I haven't updated this in a while... Maybe it is best just to read the first 3 chapters again^^ I will be continuing this just like with 'Obsessed' so around 2 chapters per week if everything goes fine~

~Enjoy~

Chapter 4

A few more days passed. It was Friday morning; Dipper's first week of college was almost over. Mabel definitely made some new friends and was enjoying her first days, Dipper on the other hand... Well he was still stuck with the code. Now, he knew there was something missing... But no matter how often he asked the librarian, he said it was complete. He even went out of his way to visit him every day in the library. The brunet couldn't help but sigh as he thought about this as he dressed for class while his sister still slept.

"Good morning bro-bro!" a high-pitched voice yelled from behind making him jump.

"Mabel what the heck?!" he yelled back, still trying to calm his heart down from the shriek.

"What? I only said good morning," she laughed.

"Very funny... Why are you even up at this hour?" he asked.

"I couldn't sleep! I was invited to a frat party yesterday and I'm so hyped," she shrieked.

"A frat party? How did you get invited in the first week?" he asked surprised.

"I met this girl at the cafe, she recognized me from my art blog! I mean can you believe that?!"

"Mabel your art is great, be proud of it." He gave her a tender smile.

"Anyways she is in her third semester, she studies economy and she is so freaking awesome," Mabel smiled.

"Aha..." Dipper rolled his eyes. I know where this is going.

"Her name is Pacifica, apparently she is some kind of big deal daughter of some corporate CEO, but she is so nice! She invited me for a coffee and and.. and…" she sighed, not knowing what to say, still with a wide grin on her face.

"I get it she is awesome," Dipper replied as he finished dressing.

"So I was wondering..." Mabel crossed her arms behind her back, "if you would like to come."

"To a frat party? Mabel I'm a nerd, I was even called fish yesterday what am I supposed to do at a frat party?"

"Have fun? Drink? Make out with some random stranger?" She raised her eyebrow.

"No way." His eyebrows furrowed.

"Party pooper..." she sighed. "Could you like at least come with me for five minutes? If you don't like it you can go home right away."

"I will think about it," he answered before he waved goodbye.

"Oh Dipper! By the way could you pick this dress up from the laundry?" She immediately placed a receipt on his hand.

He simply nodded, heading out of their apartment.

The day passed. Dipper finished his classes and headed to a café. He promised Mabel that he would pick up that dress and at least go to the party. The frat house wasn't far away and he could walk home, which was what he would probably do right away. It's not that he didn't like parties... But there was a difference between drinking with friends and with 500 random strangers.

He took out his small note book. It was a new one; he bought it extra for the code on his arm which he, of course, photographed and washed right off. He never liked getting his stuff mixed so he had two A6 notebooks for each code. This one was definitely a lot easier than the one for the owner of the books. It's not like it was hard... He just simply took his time; he didn't want to admit defeat and have to invite the librarian for dinner. Bill Cipher, he thought. Cocky as hell, proud, fake name for sure, fake hair, fake glasses and I need to be nice to him, he mentally sighed as he worked on the phone number code. It didn't take him long before he finally cracked it as he sipped his coffee. He saved the number to his phone under 'Cocky librarian'. He finally looked outside and noticed it was getting dark, immediately looking at the time on his phone and realizing he was late. He still had to pick up the freaking dress for Mabel and the laundry closed in 34 minutes. There was no way he was going to make it on foot… Shit, Mabel was going to kill him. He rushed out of the coffee shop, bumping into someone as he turned into an alley, making the stranger drop his coffee and his glasses.

"Shit... I'm sorry let me help you!" Dipper exclaimed as he caught his balance again, looking up at the familiar face, "Mister Cipher…"

The blonde immediately closed his eyes and he didn't open them until he had his glasses back on. Dipper swore he saw a small flash of yellow in his eyes, but he shrugged it off.

"Mister? It's Bill kid," the taller man chuckled. "Do I look that old?"

"No no no! It's only because… Well you always call me kid so I just assumed… anyway I just didn't want to call you by your first name since you never said I could…" Dipper looked slightly down. In that moment he slowly scanned his acquaintance. The taller man wasn't wearing his usual suit, which did give him an air of authority, but was wearing a long type of spring black jacket with a yellow shirt underneath, black pants, and boots, his long blonde hair tied and his bangs hanging over one eye.

"How polite of you," he smirked. "What's the hurry? Still haven't cracked the code?"

"Uh… I'm working on it," he lied since he was almost ready to admit his defeat. "But I'm sorry I gotta go I forgot to pick something up and the store is closing." The younger man was ready to start running again.

"Need a ride? There is no way you are making it on time to the center of the city." The blonde raised his eyebrow.

"I uh…" Dipper stuttered. "How did you know?"

"Where else would you be going?" he mocked.

Dipper had a small moment of hesitation, before he agreed. The taller man guided him to a black and gold plated car which was parked at one of the staff parking lots in front of campus. He recognized the Audi logo… It looked quite expensive, but in the end Dipper had no idea about cars. Bill held the passenger's seat door open for him, which made him think maybe he wasn't such a big asshole.

"So where to Pinetree?" the blonde smiled as he got in the driver's seat.

"This is the address." Dipper handed him the piece of paper his sister gave him in the morning.

"Sure." The older man smiled, starting the engine.

They somehow managed to arrive on time, just shortly before closing, even if only because Bill probably surpassed the speed limit quite a few times… The blonde waited for Dipper in the car as he ran in, getting the delivery for his sister. He got back to the car, leaning in through the window of the passenger's seat, which was down.

"Thanks for driving me… I would have never made it otherwise," he panted, still trying to catch his air.

"So where are you wearing that dress to?" Bill mocked the younger guy, with a smug grin on his face.

How original. Dipper tried not to roll his eyes since he was really grateful.

"My sister asked me to pick this up…" he sighed, still leaning through the window. "And I nearly forgot, she would have killed me she needs it for a party today."

"Aha… So where to now? Back to the campus dorms? Or do you have an apartment?" Bill asked.

"Wait… You don't have to drive me back," Dipper said perplexed.

"It's not a problem Pinetree, get in."

"Thanks…" Dipper didn't falter this time before he got into the car. He might be quite a nice person… he thought to himself. The engine started and Bill drove off.

"Our apartment is eight streets away from the dorms, I will just guide you when we are near enough."

"Alright," the blonde smiled.

Both of them didn't say a word, Dipper couldn't bear the silence so he had to break it and say what was on his mind.

"I can't help but ask…" Dipper implored without actually finishing his sentence.

"Shoot," Bill answered still keeping his gaze focused on the road.

"Why are you being nice to me? I mean you make fun of me every time I enter the library."

"You want the truth?" Bill laughed.

"Of course… This isn't so I stop bothering about the books is it?" Dipper asked.

"Not at all Pinetree, I just kinda expect something in return." That eerie grin was back on his face.

Dipper couldn't help but sigh at that answer. "What is it that you want?"

"I'm still up for dinner."

Dipper's eyes widened. "Wait you really want to go and have dinner with me? That wasn't a joke?"

"I told you Pinetree, you and your journal piqued my interest," he laughed.

"Oh…" What does he mean by that… Dipper couldn't help but feel flustered at Bill's words.

"By the way, the letter of recommendation reached the owner, I just haven't gotten a reply," the blonde added.

"Seriously?!" Dipper couldn't help but smile.

"Of course kid, but keep working on that code," Bill smiled. "It would certainly speed up the process," he recommended.

"I will," the brunet answered with determination.

"So, dinner tomorrow at 7? I have full shift next week because someone is sick… I might just fire her if this keeps going on," the blonde sighed.

"Uh sure…" Dipper was caught off guard by the sudden question. He has to be related to the owner… Otherwise he wouldn't have a say over the other employees.

"I will pick you up at 6:30, just pass me your number in case anything happens."

"No way! You made me decipher that code to get your number, I ain't giving you mine that easily," Dipper frowned.

"I like your spunk kid," the driver laughed.

"Don't call me kid…" he sighed.

There wasn't a big exchange of words for the rest of the ride, only Dipper guiding Bill to his apartment. As they arrived, Dipper thanked the driver ten more times before he waved goodbye.

He barely came back home on time; Mabel scolded him on how late he was and that he should get ready for the party. He explained the situation and she somehow calmed down, still telling him to get ready. She somehow managed to persuade him to go with her.

They arrived at what seemed to be almost a mansion. It was the frat house of Omega Psi Phi ΩΨΦ a very well-known Fraternity on campus. The loud music could already be heard from afar; Mabel couldn't help but be hyped because of her first college party.

"Dipper this is it aren't you excited?" she elbowed him.

"Not really." He looked down at his small notebook where he had the paper of the code taped to its first page.

"Could you please get rid of that?" she rolled her eyes.

"Sure…" he nodded without actually listening to her.

She couldn't help but sigh. "Whatever… I will go ahead and look for Pacifica," she exclaimed.

"Hmm, sure," he answered. A few seconds passed before he raised his head and realized he was left alone in front of the party house, shit… I still have her purse I can't just leave. He tried to get inside pushing and also elbowing a few guests who already were more than drunk, even if it was only 10. As he was let into the house, he was flashed by the black lights and strobe. He certainly wasn't used to this.

"Mabel!" he yelled, but it was useless as his voice was completely covered by the sound of the loud electronic music… He started searching for his sister, almost without effort in that immense crowd. After minutes of searching, he decided to place himself in a spot which could give him the most view of the whole room. Time passed with him closely observing the crowd… That was certainly way more fun than being part of that mess. A few drunks fighting, people grinding against each other on the dance floor, bitch fights. He sighed as there was nothing to do but wait until he saw his sister and then get the hell out of there. Suddenly, he was pushed to the floor by some random drunk, he apologized right away but it still made Dipper lose his belongings. His phone and notebook fell to the floor. It was hard to find them in the black light and strobe, but somehow he managed, his phone first then his notebook, only because something caught his eye, otherwise he would have never been able to see it. The piece of paper where the code was written illuminated slightly in the light, revealing a second row of numbers and cryptograms.

This is impossible… He wrote it right before my eyes… When did this… A thousand thoughts went through his mind in that moment, but he was right, there was a whole row of ciphers missing… He felt so much relief. This was it, he would finally be able to crack the code and contact the owner.

Anyone noticed that the chapters are getting longer?