(Sofie's POV)
I was always the different one in my family, well of course i was, I was the only child in my family that wasn't all dream demon. The reason for this is because my mother is a human and my father is a triangular demon, but usually took human form around my mother. I have an older brother and sister, but it's rare that I see them.
One day my father had told me he was going to send me to a place called Gravity Falls, to retrieve three journals. I've always wanted to go to Gravity Falls, my father told me a lot about it. Although I never really liked my father, because he doubted me and told me I was too nice for this family, he told very interesting stories of his time in Gravity Falls. I've always wanted to go to Gravity Falls, and today was the day I would.
(Dipper's POV)
It was a normal day in Gravity falls, well, as normal as this odd town could get. I was under a tree reading journal 3 when I heard a noise, I got up to see what it was when I saw her, sitting in a tree, about three feet above me. She was so, beautiful.....'what? you don't even know her' , I thought. "Hi, what's your na-" I tried to say before she screamed and fell on me. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" She said. She was lying on top of me, we were nose to nose. I blushed hard and so did she, we both got up quickly and I brushed myself off. "D-did I s-scare you? I'm sorry." I said with my stupid puberty voice, ugh I hated it. "Oh no! You didn't scare me I was just....uh....startled, heh......" "Are you hurt?" I said. "Well um....." I looked down to see her bleeding knees. "Oh my gosh! Come with me." I said as she put her arm around me. I blushed when we touched and I saw she did too. Was I falling in love with this girl?
Sorry this chapter was short. Another chapter coming soon! :)
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Sofie cipher
FanfictionSophie was bill cipher's daughter, she was half dream demon half human, she was also the kindest person in her family. He had told her to retrieve three journals. Everything was going as planned until she met Dipper Pines.
