Chapter 1

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Class had just ended, Biology to be specific. Two weeks into High School and Dipper was ready for it to be over. They had just gone over their plans for Spring Labs, frog dissection. Not the worst thing Dipper would ever do in his life but he still thought it was gross.

That's what he thought the feeling in his stomach was when he had begun to walk to Geometry. A nauseous feeling coming from the idea of cutting open a frog to study its functions. He knew Mabel would disprove of such a horrible experiment but he couldn't help but consider how his Great Uncle Ford would find it fascinating to study the difference of a normal California frog and the ones of Gravity Falls.

As he approached his locker the nausea subsided, but Dipper was not out of the woods as his throat grew sore and a coughing fit emerged. Just as the coughing had begun to subside Mabel approached patting him on the back. "You good bro?", Mabel asked with a concern look.

Dipper cleared his throat and nodded, "I think I'm coming down with something", "that better not be an excuse to skip class, I'm not walking home alone again, I swear the neighbor's garden gnomes know me." Mabel shuddered and Dipper let out a small chuckle, "you could always just go home with me", Dipper offered. But Mabel shook her head, "Nah I got an English test, mom would kill me if she knew I skipped out on the first test of the school year".
Dipper nodded in agreement, closing the door to his locker, "Yeah, sorry I can't keep you company though, I'll see you at home"  The two waved good bye and Dipper headed out the door.

The fresh air seemed to make him feel better, and as he walked home it just so happened his stomachs started to grumble at the sight of a Taco Bell. But Dipper decided against it, there was healthier food at home, much healthier.
As he passed by the Taco Bell he remembered the granola bar in his bag and took it out, peeling back the wrapper and taking a bite as the distance between him and the Taco Bell grew.
He would finish the granola bar long before he reached home, where a good healthy not Taco Bell meal was waiting.

The End.

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