Pacifica POV
"Ahh!" I scream, as the ghost advances towards me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Dipper coming. He holds a silver mirror in his hand.
What he does next makes my heart jump. He leaps in front of me and holds out the mirror.
If the mirror trick didn't work, he still would've leaped in front of me, right? I mean who says that that book is 100% accurate?
Luckily, the mirror did work. The ghost hit the mirror, and the impact caused us to break a window and roll down a hill leading into one of our gardens.
Once we readjust to our sudden movement, I ask "Did you get him?"
Dipper looks down at the mirror and shows me. The ghost kept begging for us to let him out, but he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
"Yes! We did it!" I run to Dipper and give him a hug, a hug that made me rethink everything.
He didn't hug back, so I stopped quickly.
We both stood there awkwardly. To break the silence, I asked "Can I pay you to pretend that never happened?"
"Ha, no. Some things even money can't solve." He replies, but he had a hint of a flirty tone in his voice I think.
I laugh, blushing. Oh no... My suspicions have been confirmed. I'm in love with Dipper Pines.
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