The Song of My Soul

Chapter 21

(Dipper pov)

I smile a bit as everyone applauds and cheers. I look at Bill and Kill and give them a small nod so they know to get us started on the next song.

"Trippin' out, Spinnin' around
I'm underground, I fell down
Yeah, I fell down

I'm freakin' out, so where am I now?
Upside down and I can't stop it now
It can't stop me now,
Ohhh

I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I,
I won't cry

I'll play the game, but I can't stay
I've got my head on straight, and I'm not gonna change
I'm not gonna change

I'll win the race, keep up with the pace
Today's the day, that I start to pray
You can't get in my way
No

I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I,
I won't cry

I found myself (Myself) in Wonderland
Get back on (Back on) my feet (My feet) again (Again)
Is this real? (Is this real?)
Is it pretend? (Is it pretend?)
I'll take (I'll take) a stand (A stand) until (Until) the end

I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me!
I, I won't cry

I,
I'll get by
I,
I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me!
I, and I won't cry"

Everyone cheers louder before we have to get off the stage and the next band takes the stage instead. Bill takes me by the hand leading me out of their and down the halls. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

He takes me to a storage closet as he flicks the light on and I see it looks a lot like Bill's room at his house. He flops on a gym mat that I guess was the best substitute for a mattress there was. "What is this?"

"This is where I go to skip class every friday."

"Why do you skip calculus once a week?"

"Because that is when Mr. Turner is hungover from drinking on Thursday when he thinks we aren't paying attention so he is more of a pain in the ass on Fridays. So I come in here and when school is over I would just copy notes and homework off of my friends or Kill."

"That explains why the teacher hated you." I sit next to him on the mat.

"He was a major fucking asshole anyway." He gently pulls me down so I am laying next to him, his arms wrapped around me as he softly kisses up my neck to my jawline.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" I ask as he sits himself on my waist, his hands gently pinning mine down against the mat.

"Something that we both will enjoy as long as you want it. Just let me know when or if you want me to stop." His kissing moves from my jaw to my lips, one of his hands moves and starts to unbutton my shirt.

I put my hand on his cheek as I softly break from the kiss. "Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"Maybe once or twice." He says cryptically before reconnecting our lips.