Just A Little Trust

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First chapter. This might be short, and the other first few chapters might be short too. This is only so that I can get back into the swing of things in here.
[Edit: never mind. This is going to be a long chapter. Haha, enjoy.]
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Part 1

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I sprinted down the stairs, two steps at a time. I had just woken up, and I was late. Late for school that is. My alarm probably wasn't set, and Mabel decided not to wake me up. I hadn't been able to comb my hair, but I didn't have the time to do any of that. Instead of making a usual breakfast, like a normal person, I ended up eating a cold piece of pizza.

Outside, Mabel honked the horn to her Jeep, making things worse for me. She sat there, not wanting to be late, and grasped the driving wheel as tight as she could. She wasn't angry, but she was stressed.

I was fuming when I came out of the front door. I opened the car door and hopped in. I crossed my arms over my stomach and pouted. I hadn't even been able to take a shower.

"Okay, are you buckled?" Mabel asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I replied sarcastically.

Mabel sat there silently snickering, and raced out of the parking lot of the Mystery shack.

"Mabel! Mabel please slow down!" I had a death hold on my seatbelt.

Mabel just laughed.

It only took a matter of minutes to get to the High School. Only because there were no cops around. If they don't see it, they can't arrest you. Mabel drove right into the school parking lot, and slammed her foot on the brake; hopefully before she hit another car.

Gravity High was a small school, not like any normal high school. This was mostly because of how few people lived in Gravity Falls. The school was a nice place, if you didn't count the cliques.

I mean, of course, you always had your average cliques. You had the Jocks, the Cheerleaders, the Geeks, the Scene kids, and then you just had the flat out populars. They were the worst.

The populars mainly consisted of a mix of the cheerleaders and the Football team. But it also contained some of the 'hottest' people in the grade.

It was always a strange sight to know that Mabel and her friends say with them at lunch. But, the only reason she's there was because she promised to make them prom dresses in the beginning of the year.

Oh yeah, prom. It's almost that time, and it's about two weeks away. Yay.

The hallways are going to be filled with kissing couples and flirtatious stalkers. This will be lots of fun.

I walk into the lunch room, and head over to Mabel. Supposedly I'm allowed to sit at the table because I'm considered 'moderately hot' but I just sit there for her. I don't like labels telling me where to go.

The table was mostly filled with seniors, while Mabel, some others, and I were juniors. It was a pretty gossipy table, but I never took part in any of it.

Except for when they started begging me with questions about what to do with asking someone out. Supposedly Mabel 'passed' her match making skills into me. So I was constantly being bombarded with questions and topics.