I walk through the small town. After about an hour I finally found my uncles place. Thinking about it now I probably didn't need to look for a phone. If I kept walking I would have noticed the giant billboard. Anyway I opened the gate and walked up to the door. Hesitantly, I knocked. Moments later, the door swings open with a creek.
"Howdy!" my little cousin says. Thank God I didn't inherit the southern accent.
"Hey dork! Where's your father?" I ask.
"Dad!" he suddenly yelled. It made me jump.
"Sarah! How are you?" my uncle says coming into view.
"Good!" I say awkwardly. I only met this guy very fue times in my life at family functions and stuff.
"You've grown so much!" he says. Gah! I didn't know how to respond to that.
Was it a complement? I felt nervous. This was so unfamiliar. Just stay cool.
"Uh, Thanks." I say.
"Come in! Come in!" My uncle says pulling me in through Gideon and himself. The front room was so colourful and bright. Nothing that I would expect from someone who only cared about money. I would imagine all money would go towards the promotion of 'The Tent Of Telepathy'.
"Gideon show Sarah where her room is so she can unpack." He said to Gideon.
"Go ahead up. I'll be up in a minute." Gideon said to me. I grab my bag and head for the stairs.
"Sarah, when you're finished come down and we'll catch up." My uncle says.
"Sure." I say and start to walk up the stairs. I heard whispered arguing as I was walking.
I walked down the hall when I reached the top of the stairs when something caught my attention. 'Gideon's Room, Keep Out!' Come on! "Keep out…" I say looking around me. I couldn't resist. I turned the knob and the door swung open.
His room was so dark compared to the rest of the house. A small bit of light crept through the window. It was creepy, then again he was creepy. I walked around the room. There wasn't much. Really? A dressing table with light bulbs all the way around it. Hollywood much. It had everything from make-up to hair products on it. I suppose he had to live up to his 'Famous Psychic' image.
Then he had a wooden desk. On it was a book. It looked worn, like it was at least 10 years old. It had a hand with six fingers on it and a '2' in the centre. I opened it. So he was a nerd also. It had some kind of Greek writing in it. I closed it in disgust and continued looking. "Wow" I whispered to myself.
"What are you doing?" an angry voice said. I turned, startled to see Gideon standing in the doorway.
"Dude, what up with the sculpture of the mystery shack?" I ask, confused. Why would he have this. I say the glue on the table. He made it?
"Get out!" Gideon yelled. Just then I noticed pictures of that Mable girl from 'The Mystery Shack' on his wall.
"aw! Gideons got a li'l girlfriend." I tease, moking his southern accent. Pointing to the shrine of her. There were a fue of Dipper, but not much.
"No! Now get out!" He says pushing me.
"Alright, alright. Calm down." I say walking out the door. He slams it behind me. Wow. This is going to be such a long summer but at least I had the arcade to look farward to. I turn and face Gideon's door.
"Um, Gideon?" I say knocking.
"What!?" he asks aggravated.
"Where's my room, Dork?" I laugh a little. He opens the door. He stares up at me angrily then points to the door at the end of the hall.
"Now leave me alone." He says closing the door.
"Wait." I say putting my hand on the door.
"What?"
"Where's the arcade?" I ask.
"Down by the diner, why?"
"I'm meeting up whit that chick, Wendy and those twins, Dipper and Mabel." I say.
"What?" Gideon asks.
"Ugh… I'm meeting up with-"
"ya ya, I heard you. How did this happen?"
"I needed to use a phone, started talking to Wendy and were just gonna hang out."
"Gah." He screams and slams the door.
"Well then." I said.
I walk towards my bedroom door. I turn the nob. Are you serous? I looked through the door. All I saw was a set of stairs. "The attic! Great. . ."