Meaning To The Word Love (Wendip Fanfiction)

Chapter Four: "Hooky, Part 2."

Dipper's (POV)

I was really not ready to put this plan to use, but I didn't want to disappoint Wendy. I knew she really wanted to do this, so when the phone rang awhile later, I was very scared. 

"Hello Mr. Corduroy, we regret to inform you that your daughter, Wendy Corduroy has not shown up for school, any reason why?" I gulped, and tried my best manly voice.

"Oh, my daughter is sick, and she can't come in, and if my voice sounds weird, it's because I'm sick too. So sorry I didn't call eariler, I just didn't want to get out of bed." Wendy was in the back round trying not laugh her ass off.

"Don't worry Mr. Corduroy, these things happen. Well have a good day."

*CLICK*

I gave a sign of relief and Wendy started laughing.

"Holy crap, that was great!" she laughed. I grunted and blushed embarrassed.

"Alright alright, let's go to my place and get this over with."

"Got it kiddo." We grabbed our stuff and headed over to my house where Wendy did the same thing in the phone with the school that I did. Once she was done, she couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahaha! Okay. Okay, I'm done." I rolled my eyes, and shook my head amused. 

"So now that we don't have to worry about the school anymore, what should we do first?" I asked her. Wendy grew a smirk, and I grew scared. 

"Well, you already know about the old abandoned house party in the woods, you in or out?" I gulped and sat down for a moment. I still didn't want to go, but I still wanted Wendy to think I was cool enough to hang with. With that thought in mind, I knew what my answer was. 

"Let's do it." I told her. Wendy smiled big, and took my hand.

"Nice bro! Let's go!" With that we were both out the door, and into the woods. The walk was not far, but creepy as hell. I never did like walking in those woods, and with it being barely morning, the sun wasn't completely up, so it was still kinda dark out. Talk about creepy. When we saw the house, I felt a chill down my spine.

"There it is Dipper, the old abandoned house." I gulped again.

"A-are you, uhhhh, sure you wanna do this? I mean we could go some where else."

"Yeah! We're both gonna die!" Wendy joked.

"Chill out man, it's not as bad as it looks." she punched my shoulder playfully. I shake my head, and Wendy walks ahead of me.

"Come on Dipper!" Wendy called from the house front door.

"Okay, okay I'm coming." I ran over to her, and Wendy opened the door. I closed my eyes, and prayed that nothing bad would happened. When I opened my eyes, the whole house was black as pich with a thick darkness. This made me wonder if anyone was there or not.

"Wendy, where is everyone?" I ask craving on to her shirt like a scared kid.

"They're in the dining room dude, follow me." Wendy lead the way to the dining room, and I followed not too far behind. I looked around the house as we walked. Spider webs, paintings, dust, and huge hairy spiders pledged the walls and floor.
When Wendy stopped for a moment to take a look around, a large black and red tarantula crawled over my foot.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I screamed. Wendy turned around, and spoke up.

"What, what's wrong?" she asked concerned.

"It was nothing, just a tarantula." Wendy nodded and we left the room. Before long I heard what sounded like music. When we got the dining room, kids and teenagers were all over. Food and drinks were there, and a lot if decorations.