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Chapter 14 "Texts and Calls"
Third Person's POV
Unfortunately, Mabel didn't have the time to search for Dipper. She knew that his hiding spot is at the rooftop but he isn't there, she even got scolded by a teacher because no students are allowed at the rooftop. There's rumours that there are some students who jumped into their death there, the university is preventing that to happen again by locking out the door of the rooftop.
So, it's a given that Dipper isn't there. She has to search for him later, maybe, she'll hang out with him again. Though she has plans with her friends.
She clicked her tongue, wanting to skip class. She was getting bored anyways, her classes are so boring today. Thats why she hates monday, I mean, who ever liked monday?
She decided to skip her class and went at the unknown part of the building, at the back, she wished it'll snow though.
While walking there, her phone rang again. She picked it up with a gruff.
"Mabel here." She greeted, in a monotone voice.
"Find Dipper yet?" It's Mel, of course. Who won't call her two times a day, yeah? But instead of rage in her voice it was full of concern.
She shaked her head. "No. Not yet. He's probably at his class now."
"Oh. Well, I'll be just reporting at my side. Bill's been depressed now than annoying, I asked why, he said he isn't trusted but he still cares."
Mabel stopped on her tracks, looking down at the wet earth. The snow melting at the soil, making it a little soft and muddy. She was complaining earlier but now about what Mel said made her wonder a bit.
She let out an air. "Fuck sakes.." She muttered, kicking the rock.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I'm skipping all of my afternoon classes now. I'm coming there."
With that, she started running out of the campus. She doesn't even give a shit to her classes anymore, besides, her grades are great and it won't be bad to be a little bad for once in awhile. Bad little people is needed in the world.
Mel spitted out whatever she's drink, surprised. "The fuck!? Are you crazy?! Dipper will kill you! Or so, your parents will!" She yelled.
"Well, they can fuck theirselves. They are having a huge dilemma. As if they are in a rom-com movie. Besides, Mel, you know what he meant, right?" She says, jogging on her way.
Mel paused for a bit and sighed. "I know very well. But, Mabes, don't you think it's more 'right thing to do' if they talk this out? In you know, face to face." She says, a hint of worry on her voice.
"I'm not slapping senses on Bill. I'm just telling him something to make him more angrier and I'll do the same to Dip but to make him more guiltier."
"Calm down, Satan." Mabel smirked by that. "Are you destroying their friendship?" Mel says, doubtful.
Mabel shrugs. "It depends how well they're going to take this."
"Limits must be tested, 'ya know. If they want each other, they have to know each other's limits."
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Dipper suddenly had a chill on his spine. He whipped his head around, looking back and left, right. He shooked again, sweatdropping. That was sudden, the class was full of strangers again. But he doesn't care about that, he's half-listening to the professor again.
He wanted to go home, heck, he wanted to skip classes, but couldn't. Good thing is, the professor just announced that she'll give them self-study today because she has other things to do.
When she left, the class went into rambles.
Dipper sighed hazily and pulled out his phone, checking for new messages but none. He frowned in pain. Did he really hurt him?
He gave up to temptation and texted him again.
To: Bill
Subject:
Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?
Okay, that was so stupid. He groaned and wanted to punch himself. Of course, something is wrong! He was being rude and now, fucking stupid! He bites his lower lip, eyebrows creased than ever.
"I'm so fucking stupid.." He whispered.
Then, someone tapped his shoulder at the back. Even if he hates everyone at the university, that doesn't mean he don't pay attention to them. They are still society.
He turned at the back, to see a girl with a braided black hair and uniquely bottle green eyes. He put a puzzled look.
The girl smiled at him. "Dipper Pines, 'ya?" She has a british accent. Made him more interested now, he doesn't know anyone who has british accents!
He nodded. "Y-Yeah. Can I ask for your name?" He asks.
"Gabriella Johnson, please do call me, Gabby." Gabriella gave her hand, asking for a handshake. A small smile played at her lips.
It was tempting not to decline but she's fucking british. Dipper has huge idolism at the british colony. He shakingly gave his hand to her, one shake and put back again, holding it to stop it from shaking further more.
"Yeah, well, I have many nicknames. But I prefer just, Dipper." He says with a clumsy smile.
This was a first, he's talking to a girl and she's not making him suffer.
Gabriella giggled, her dimples showing. Dipper blushed, can't deny that she looks cute and her black hair is just perfect for her.
"Aright then, Dipper. I want to ask if you want to hang out later?" She asks.
Dipper felt himself completely blown away, but he should expect that she's going to prank him or something. It was always like that. But he never thought he'll say. "What, to prank me?"
Gabriella looked at him with a puzzled look, surprised too. She feels offended for some reason. "Pardon me? I heard you love books, so I was thinking if you wanted to go with me at the new bookstore downtown?" She says, crossing her arms on her chest.
Dipper suddenly want to punch himself.
He groaned, face palming and running it down his face. He never felt so humiliated and stupid, again, again. "I-I'm so, so sorry.. It's just.. students here don't take me seriously, like, I've been this univeristy's clown and punching bag." He says in quiet mutter.
"Oh.." Gabriella put a sympathetic expression, she squeezed his arm and offered a sad smile. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't know."
"Y-You don't?"
"I don't really have friends and on breaks, lunch or extra hour. I'll leave and go to my new found bookstore downtown." She says.
Dipper laughed at himself, he thought he was the only one who has no friends. He felt a little better. "And I thought I don't have any friends.."
Gabriella giggled. "Well, I can be your friend." She smiled, her eyes twinkling. Damn, it was beautiful.
Dipper never been felt relieved in whole of his life. He laughed breathlessly, nodding too furiously. "I-I.. I would love that, shit."
Gabriella laughed at that. "So? Would you like to come with me?" She asked again.
Dipper didn't even think and smiled. "I would love to."
In the back of his mind, this must a chance that God had given to him.
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"Shooting Star? Aren' the cream puffs supposed to be later? And aren't you supposed to be at school today?" Bill stated, surprised that the one who called him out is Mabel, who's by the chair, arms crossed over her chest.
"Yes, the cream puffs later.. I'm here for a another reason." She puffed.
Bill leaned at the wall, he sighed. Eyes focused on the floor, he's pretty sure know what's wrong. Probably about Dipper and him having a sudden fight, was it even call a fight? He feels ridiculous.
"He don't easily trust someone, you know." Mabel get to the point.
Bill looked up to her with a frown.
"It's a trauma. That happened when we we're twelve. I can't say it." She says. To make it more precise. She doesn't even understand what made him like this now. "Trust is a very sentimental topic for him."
Bill clicked his tongue. "What does it have to do with me?"
"Oh, I don't know. Everything." Mabel pressed, she approached him with a glare. "Don't fucking lie, Bill. You're very concerned about this." She says.
"No. I don't." He says.
Mabel glared at him even more. "Liar. I hope you don't get to sleep today." She muttered and left without a word.
Bill let out a huge breath, not sighing this time. He covered his face, as if, humiliated to what he just said. Yes, he's a liar. Yes, he won't get any sleep today.
As if he don't sleep properly back then.
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"How is he?" Mabel says at her phone, calling a trusted friend of her's. She's outside of the cafe, next to the door. She only hopes that no one will come out.
Gabriella giggled. "Fine, love! He's cute!"
She rolled her eyes. "He's taken. Don't flirt." She warned.
"I won't. Don't worry." Gabriella assured.
"Just text me anything if he tells you interesting." She says.
"I understand. Ah. He's back. See you later, dear."
With that the conversation is cutted.
Mabel sighed and shaked her head, she's been running around. Maybe she'll attend her other classes? Eventhough she doesn't want to, but she has nothing to do now.
She shoved her hands on her skinny jean's pocket and walked away with a frown on her lips.
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Ces: I still fucking feel amazing to this chapter. Votes and comments are appreciated!
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