Dipper's POV:

My eyes widened in disbelief as Wendy's eyes scanned my notepad. I gulped, a lump in my throat strangling me.

Wendy looked up at me, her face red and confused.

"W- Why didn't you just tell me?" She stuttered.

"I- I couldn't..." I reply, bowing my head in shame.

"Why?"

"Because I didn't want you to know! It's weird!" I cover my face with my hands, embarrassed and unnerved.

"I wouldn't of made fun of you, Dipper. Come down here, I want to talk to you."

I reluctantly scoot across the branch and shimmy my way down, until I land before her on the ground.

We stare at each other awkwardly, both of our faces blushing.

"Look Dipper," she begins, putting an arm around my shoulder. I shudder at her touch, her fingers sending tingles across my skin.

We walk over to the porch and sit down on the steps. Her arm remains laid over me, making me squirm.

"I really don't care if you like me or not."

I gaze up at her, hurt, before she takes it back in panic.

"N- No, I mean that if you have a crush on me, I won't make fun of you."

I nod slowly, as her fingers give a light squeeze on my shoulder.

"Why do you like me Dipper?"

I wince at her question, a wave of anxiety slapping me in the face. I break out in a sweat and my breathing gets heavy, but then she tilts up my chin to look me in the eye.

"Dude, chill."

I take a deep breath before answering.

"I don't know... I guess it's just... your personality, how you're always so fun and cool. And your smile- it makes me fall apart... and the way your hair looks when it's windy outside-"

I stop my rant abruptly, feeling stupid. I scold myself for getting so carried away, and I avert my eyes from her and look down at the ground in shame.

"That's sweet Dipper," she says sweetly, making me do a double take.

She took that better than I thought. I thought she would call me a creep and a loser, and so many other names.

But instead, to my surprise, she leans down and pecks a kiss on my cheek before standing to leave. My jaw drops as my cheeks bloom red.

"By the way, Stan needs you to fix the fridge," she says, pushing open the front door and leaving me outside, alone.

A/N: Well ladies and gentlemen, the bomb was just dropped, lol. FYI, I'm leaving for a week-long road trip as of tomorrow, so expect slooooooow updates. Also, remember to review and visit my profile for news and info!

Peace dawgz! :P

~Unique Pines