2. British

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Dippers pov

   As I walked into the school with Mabel, Candy and Grenda instantly ran up to her. Candy grabbed Mabel's arm and got pulled away from and they ran away from the entrance of the school. Probably that British boy is here or something didn't really matter to me all I had to do was become friends with him, eh I didn't want to do it but I had to do it for Mabel. I walked over to my locker that was far from the entrance. I walked over a unlocked my locker after putting in the three number required for the lock. It opened up and I got up my text books. And shut my locker. It locked and I continued with my walked toward the friends. We usually hanged out around the back of the school so no one would bother us.

   As I walked the halls were more talkative then any normal day. I looked over to see a tone of girls and boys crowed around a certain area.  I ignored it and began walking to my friends at the back of the school slowly . However, my mind got the best of me and I looked back at the crowd. A boy in yellow stood in the middle, he looked scared. However he also looked confident. Then my mind came to a idea. It's the new transfer student!  My mind had completely forgotten about it. To he Honest he did look attractive, His skin looked soft and his hair covered his forehead. He had a under cit but his hair was two different colors. Brown and Gold. If you wondering I don't know what my sexuality is yet but I think of myself as a Bisexual, cause I'm okay with gay and straight. I find both men and women active which is rare in some cases. "P-please. Can someone just direct me to the principles office?" I heard the boy say, I could barely hear him from the yells of the crowd. A part of me wanted to help but I knew he wouldn't let me, he'd probably think I'm going to kidnap him or something. So I completely got the thought out of my head a headed to the back of the school.

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   I sat in my first period class, getting out my materials I needed for the time being. I Looked up at the teacher who was getting ready for the lesson. I went down to my backpack and grabbed a book to read while she was going to tell me things I already knew. I looked down and opened up my book to the placed that was bookmark. My eyes wondered over the words, My mind started to picture the events that were taking place. My smiled as my mind thought of story. But soon it got interrupted by hearing the intercom come on in the classroom "Ms. Wilson? I'm sorry to interrupt, can Dipper Pines come to the principles office, I need to talk with him, and tell him to bring his stuff" I heard the principle say, My mind remembered to British guy and I began to pack up my stuff. "Yes. He's on his way" My teacher stated looking over at me. "Thank you" My principle finished and dropped the intercom call. I put my book in my backpack and put my backpack on my shoulder. Eyes watched me as I left the classroom. 

   The halls were quit and empty, my steps onto the ground echoed threw the rooms and walls. I looked ahead to see the office of the school. I quickly walked over, not wanting to be late. I opened up the doors quickly . The cold office air pushed over me as I entered, The office was filled with many workers but most of them didn't talk and just worked on their computers. I walked over to the principles office doors. I nervously grabbed the handle and turned the nob. I pushed it opened slowly and Looked inside. Mr. Frednick and British Looked over at me. It looked like they were having a good conversation before I came in "Oh, am I interrupting something?" I asked making sure that I was aloud in. "Oh no! Please come in Dipper." Mr. Frednick said with a smile. For a principle he was really nice and cool. He let you get away with a lot of stuff once in awhile. 

   I walked inside closing the door behind me. I looked over at British to see him smirking and looking at me too. I sat down in one of the chairs that was placed in the office. "So Dipper, this here is Bill Cipher. He transferred here from Britain." I looked over at Bill again. I held put my hand, "Nice to meet you Bill, my name is Dipper." I smiled and closed my eyes. I heard him get up and not shake my hand. I felt to arms go around my waist and squeezed me lightly. I almost pushed him off till he let go and looked at me "Sorry Pine tree I'm a hugger." He  smirked and then patted my head. "Pine tree?" I asked not knowing what he was saying. "Your hat has a Pinetree on it. So Now your Pine tree. It suits you." I blushed at bit at his statement and looked away. He chuckled a bit making me blush more. "Well let get to the real business here shall we?" Mr. Frednick said. I looked over to him and nodded my blush soon went away. " I need you to take Bill here around the school and show him around so he's not confused after showing him around bring him to his next class. I don't care how long it takes just make sure he's safe with his surroundings." He smiled and I nodded. I got up and put my backpack over my shoulder. "Well let's go British." I said walking out of the office "Hey, just cause I gave you a nickname doesn't mean you can give me one!" Bill yelled and chased after me.

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   We both walked down the halls in silence. It was starting to get awkward  so I decided to talk. "We'll start with important rooms and then I'll show you where your classes are. Sound good?" I asked looking at him. He nodded and looked at me with a smile. "So nerd-" I cut him off "Don't call me that please." I regretted coming off so harsh but he just hit a button. "Sorry! I didn't mean to be mean. Fine, Pinetree you got any friends?" He asked while his head turned toward the halls. "Of course I do" I said with no emotion. "Who are they?" I was kinda glad he was trying to get to know me. "My sister Mable, and my friends Wendy and Soos." I said with a sigh. "That's it?" My eyes looked over at him "What else did you expect." I asked while taking a glance at him.

  "Well your cute. I mean I would guess you'd be popular" He said putting his hand on his chin. My madly blushed "I don't think a man likes being called cute." I looked at him and stopped all movements. Bill stopped to and looked at me "Pfft Sorry. Heh I can't wait to hang out with you." He smiled. "Wait. hang out with me?" I said, I was kinda happy knowing Mable would be proud of me and also the fact I made a friend all on my own I was prideful. "Well If it okay with you. I mean you seem normal, kind, and ad-" As he finished his sentence it started to turn into a mumble. "What was that. I didn't get the last part." I said with a confused expression. "Oh noting! Lets just get back to this awesome tour!" He grabbed my wrist. 

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   During the tour Me and bill found out we had 2nd, 5th and 8th period together. Bill was really cool if anything he seemed like a soc but he didn't like Socs. I also learned a lot about Bill. He told me that he loved pranks, everything scary and was a funny guy. He didn't like many people around him which explained what happened int the hallway, he also hated brats and spoiled kids. I got what he meant. That's why I never hung out with those people.

   After are tour it was 2nd period so we started to walk to the class we were both in. "wait don't we need a pass?" Bill asked with concern. I put my hand in my pocket and putting out a plastic card that said "Hallpass." and other writing on it. "I'll just show this to the teacher and she'll excuse us." I said putting the card back in my pocket. "Where did you get that!" Bill asked as he walked backwards down the wall. He was looking right into my eyes, meaning I was blushing a bit the whole time. "Mr.Frednick I have to do a lot of things out of class so to save paper he gave me that. " he smile and said "that's awesome!" He kept staring into my eyes as we walked "you should look where you going British"

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