Foster Girl ★ ( Dipper x Reader )

Chapter 43 || Mutual Jealousy

Chapter 43.
Mutual Jealousy; Mutual Hate.

Last Time...

After a little while, we left. Pacifica wanted to shop, but Dipper and I wanted to sightsee.

"Guys.. Please!" She begged.

"We can go afterwords, Pacifica." Dipper said.

"Okay..." She mumbled, as I grabbed Dipper's arm.

We walked around for a little while, gazing at everything a tourist would love to see. Dipper and I held hands, walking around kissing each other and shit.

But.

I saw Pacifica get jealous.

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Y/n's Perspective

Dipper and I made our way into a coffee shop, Pacifica trailing behind us. We laughed as we sipped our tea. She glanced at us every so often, but stayed silent.

"Pacifica? Wanna go shopping after this?" I asked sincerely.

"Sure." She said happily as she sipped her tea.

After we finished, we left for the stores. We walked into a few fancy stores, until Pacifica wandered into a lingerie store.

"Pacifica? Do we have to?" I asked, glancing at Dipper.

"It's whatever." Dipper shrugged. "I won't look."

He sat in the changing room with me as Pacifica changed.

"This is so weird.." I mumbled. "I'm so sorry.."

"Wait..she's gonna wear this stuff for Mabel! Mabel shouldn't do that stuff or lie see that stuff." He said panicked.

"Okay, let's just say she looks horrible in every one." I nodded.

"Okay."

Pacifica walked out, in black as she strutted around the room. "This is the on-"

"You look horrible." I spat out on accident. Dipper face palmed as she turned to me.

"I beg your pardon..." She said, shaking her head. "Uh..Dipper! How do I look." She moved closer to him. She had her phone was set next to me, which I glanced at getting an idea. She was an inch away from my face before my blood started to boil. Out of jealousy, I kicked her phone across the room.

"Oops..My foot slipped!" I said shrugging. 'Damn it Y/n...you couldn't get a better idea..' I thought to myself.

She moved away and ran after her phone. "I'm gonna go back and change..." She said glaring at me.

"Thanks." Dipper said gulping.

"Your welcome...let's ask to go to a more...family friendly place?"

"Yeah." Dipper shrugged. "We do need to shop for prom...it's January. "

"When's school?"

"In like.." He shrugged. "A few days."

"Shit.." I sighed.

Pacifica walked back and to us and grabbed out hands. "Where to?" She asked looking at Dipper as she slowly released my hand. She still held on to Dipper, though.

"Hm.." Dipper thought. "How about hot topic?" He smiled at me. He knew I adored that store.

"Ew." Pacifica shook her head. "Isn't that for emos?"

Dipper and I shrugged, myself slightly hurt that she spoke about that cancerous species that affects 76% of teenagers every year. "Help protect our teens.." I thought to myself. You know, emos.

"Whatever." She said walking out quickly letting go of my hand and wiping it on the side of her jeans. She held tight onto Dipper's, as she glanced back at me was slowly following. She looked me up and down, then smirked.

That. Bitch.

I kept myself calm and composed, although on the inside I was screaming about that fact that she was trying to get it with my boyfriend. We walked into hot topic, where I headed to a section of dresses. I never said it, but I fucking hate the dresses Pacifica gave to me. Some are okay, but the rest look like shit and are probably soaked with orphan tears, that whore's signature scent.

Dipper left Pacifica, who smiled as she walked to me. Dipper already was next to me, holding my side. She looked at the dresses I was holding, and raised an eyebrow.

"Those look...uh..." She glanced at Dipper who was watching for her response. She would think Dipper hated that kind of clothing, because I wore the shitty stuff she made me wear, so smooth-Pacifica-Northwest said this. "Hideous. You should wear more pink, your signature color. Although I wear it better. Don't you agree, Dippy?" She winked at him, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder.

"I think they would look wonderful, especially on my beautiful girlfriend Y/n.." He kissed my cheek. "And no, I don't agree. Her signature color should be f/c, although she looks amazing in any." He chuckled.

What a gentleman.

I flicked up my eyebrow, which made Pacifica give me a threatened look. She shook her head, and laughed. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding." She giggled throwing her hands up.

I paid for my dresses and some stalkings, then we left. Pacifica seemed mainly disturbed and bored when we where there.

"Let's go to a book cafe, I love those." Dipper and I said in sync.

"We already got coffee.." Pacifica pouted.

"Then you can go home. Be with your girlfriend." Dipper shooed her off.

"I mean...it's dinner, let's eat somewhere..fancy." She smiled. "So yeah, let's head back."

We started to walk until we got home. Dipper walked into our room first, as Pacifica at I met gaze.

"Game on, Foster Girl." She smirked at me shutting her door.

See what happens next in...Foster Girl!

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