◄ Pacifica Pines ►

     "I swear I saw his hand move the slightest bit and he was pointing at Gideon, not me," I said to Robbie, hyperventilating at the fact that... that boy had embarrassed me by not even pointing at me! 

     What's even worse is that I, Pacifica Pines, thought he was pointing at me and looking at me.

     You might be wondering how and when Robbie came here? Wendy had dropped by with Robbie to get her pay-check from Bud. 

     As soon as Robbie entered the shop, I grabbed him and climbed up the ladder, (which we weren't supposed to touch) and sat with him on the ledge, confessing everything.

     "Of course, Gideon being Gideon had happily jumped at the opportunity to be a volunteer. Or to go on the stage where the girl who had winked at him had been. You never know with Gideon," I said, exasperating a sigh.

     Robbie had a finger to his chin and nodded, thinking over the situation. He raked his fingers through his soft black hair and swept it back so I could see his dark brown eyes.

     "Maybe... just maybe... you might like this guy?" said Robbie in a suggestive tone. 

     "First of all, that sounded like a question, and second of all, NO! How could you even think that? I just met the guy, and he embarrassed me!" I said, getting up and stomping over to the ladder and turned around to glare at Robbie.

     I was about to reach the bottom of the ladder when I heard Robbie mutter under his breath, something along the lines of "Love at first sight". 

     "ROBBIE!" I yelled angrily, my hands forming fists.

     "JUST SAYING!" he screamed back, climbing down the ladder and shrugged at me. The door that lead to Bud's office creaked open and out came a gloomy Wendy, with her dark red hair in a tangle underneath her hat.

     "Let's go, Robbie," she said, grabbing him and dragging him to the door.

     "Bye, Paz, hope you get to meet your Psychic Prince," said Robbie in a sing-song voice, winking at me before getting shoved outside by Wendy. My jaw dropped open at his comment, and almost puked.

     I sat down on the plush, comfy red sofa and turned on the TV,  glaring at it while it glared back. I grabbed the remote and started channel surfing. A few seconds later Gideon came happily skipping towards me.

     "Check it out Pacifica! I successfully pazazzled my face!" Gideon said, trying to blink. There were shiny, hard, colorful plastic diamonds all over his pale, round face. 

     I could see a few diamonds fall out as he blinked, while he was grinning painfully. "Blink! Ow," he said, rubbing his eyes.

     "Is that... permanent?" I said in a worried tone.

     "I'm unappreciated in my time," he said, squinting his eyes at me. A doorbell was heard, loud and clear and echoed around the Shack.

     "SOMEBODY ANSWER THAT DOOR!" yelled Bud.

     "I'll get it," said Gideon cheerfully, scratching off the plastic diamonds that flew everywhere. 

     "Hey," a feminine voice said. Wait... feminine? Since when did Gideon have a girl friend? And no, not a girlfriend but a friend that is a girl! 

     I immediately rushed towards the door, and looked at the girl that was leaning against the door frame.

     "Mabel? As in, Mabel Gleeful?" I said in an incredulous tone.

     "And Dipper Gleeful too," she said, stepping to the side to reveal a Dipper. The dark haired boy had his hands shoved into his black pants pockets. 

     They were both wearing the exact same clothes as the night before.

      Mabel with the high-waisted black slacks, and the tucked in blue shirt with the bow and her brown locks cascading in waves behind her.

     Dipper with his bedhead and black pants and tucked in shirt and the belt with the gem.

     "Look, I know we haven't formally met but after yesterday's performance I just couldn't get you out of my head!" said Mabel, grinning cheekily at Gideon.

     Of course Gideon blushed crimson and stuttered, failing to form any words.

     "When I saw you in the audience, I said to myself, 'There's a person who appreciates the sparkly things in life'," she said with a gleam in her eye, pointing at her 'sparkly' gem that was attached to her bow.

     I scowled immediately, and put a hand on Gideon's shoulder.

     "That's totally me!" blurted Gideon, and immediately choked after that. 

     He started coughing up plastic, colorful diamonds (the same ones on his face, mind you) and they flew onto Mabel's collar and attached themselves perfectly.

     "Wonderful! Utterly wonderful!" murmured Mabel in a low voice, as she looked at Gideon with a look of admiration.    

     "WHO'S AT THE DOOR?" screamed Bud.

     "No one, Bud!" I yelled back.

     "I appreciate your discretion," said Mabel in a grateful tone. 

     "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to your cousin here," she said, a small smile tugging at her lips. 

     She put a hand on Gideon's shoulder and they walked further into the woods. I scowled immediately, and was about to walk towards them when a hand appeared in front of me.

     "Look, just let them go, and please don't talk, you already punctured my eardrums. Plus, nobody wants you to scurry behind them with your probably fake blonde hair," said Dipper, rubbing his ears and furrowed his eyebrows together as if he were in pain.

      As if! 

     I was in pain! By standing next to him! Being in his presence is torture enough!

     "If you keep scowling, you'll get wrinkles and look older than you already do," he muttered under his breath. I pretended not to hear that one.

     "Look, my hair isn't fake and you probably stay up in the morning to keep your hair the way it is," I said through gritted teeth, seething with anger as I glared daggers at him. 

     "Excuse me? Who the heck do you think you are, talking to me like that?" he snarled. 

     I wanted to keep myself from exploding from anger at this despicable human being, but of course I just had to say some wise comment like;

     "You're excused," I sarcastically muttered angrily, "Oh and last night, I saw you point at me!" I blurted out. 

     The words tumbled out of my mouth before I even processed what I was saying. Embarrassment flooded me, my cheeks burning up and turning crimson with shame.

     "So what if I was?" he scoffed, glaring at me.

     "You're impossible!" I said exasperatedly, throwing my hands in the air. I turned around, opened the door and ran downstairs to the basement. I heard footsteps follow me, and I groaned in annoyance.

     "Will you leave me alone!?" I half whisper-yelled at him as I crawled onto the sofa and got out my book.

      Silence was heard. It was as though he was having a hard time answering that.

     Must be because he has no brain, I thought, scoffing.

     "Hmm... How about...

     No."

Published: Apr 08, 2016 | Reads: 100 | Goal: 200