Not what they seem

Prologue

It was a hot summer day in California and you where Holed up in your room trying to find inspiration for your next project. Lately it had been getting harder and harder to find inspiration for your creations. "Y/N!" You hear your mom call. "Come on out to the living room! Your father and I have a surprise for you!" "Coming!" You shout. You sigh as you walk away from your desk and downstairs to the living room. "What is it?" You ask. "Your father and I have noticed that you have had a lack of inspiration so we have arranged a trip to Gravity Falls!" "Gravity Falls? What kind of a name is THAT?" You ask, clearly annoyed that your parents had arranged this without asking you first. "Its a town in Oregon where an old friend of ours lives. You'll be staying at their place for the summer." "Woah woah woah, the WHOLE summer?! What about my friends?!?!" Your parents exchanged a glance. They clearly thought you'd be more excited.
"there's no getting out of this. We already have everything planned out. You're leaving tomorrow." "This is so unfair!" You shout. You stormed back to your room, put on your headphones, and flopped onto your bed. Music has always calmed you down when you've felt angry or sad. You slowly started to calm down as you listened to your favorite song. 'Maybe this wont be so bad.' You thought, slowly starting to warm up to the idea. 'Maybe Gravity Falls will have some inspiration for my art account on Instagram.' Your art account had been slowly dying down as you started to lose inspiration. You went from 7k to 5k in the last few days. 'Maybe I'll make some new friends. Who knows?' You started to slowly get more excited for your upcoming trip. 'This could be fun!'

'Hopefully...'