Pacifica Northwest I wandered around the parking lot of the golf course. “Why haven’t those losers left yet?” I thought to myself. Mabel gestured for me to come over, I crossed my arms. “My parents are coming. They're just late, you can go now.” I ordered them, even though I knew they weren’t coming for hours, they expected me to drag the floor with the Pines twins, which I of course did, but it lasted quicker than expected. I was willing to wait. “And I'm not getting in your disgusting ca-” Ironically, rain started pouring from the sky, the next thing I knew was that I was squished between the Pines twins in their car, driving home. “Do you want any tacos, Pacifica?” Mabel asked me. “I don’t eat in the car.” I responded, crossing my arms and looking away. “Aww, come on! You're probably hungry.” Mabel begged. I looked around, I was hungry. “Fine.” I grunted. Mabel turned backwards in her seat, grabbing something from the trunk of the car, a taco. “Are there any more back there?” Soos said, excitedly. “I also want one!” Dipper announced. Grunkle stan raised his hand. “Same here, kid.” Mabel handed one to everybody. They looked surprisingly good for trunk tacos. Everybody started to eat theirs, I just looked at mine. “Are you going to eat that?” Soos looked back at me. “Yeah, back off.” I rolled my eyes at him, taking a bite, it was good. We arrived at my house a couple minutes later. I waved at the Pines family, then turned to face my house. I knew my parents were going to be mad seeing my soaked uniform, but I didn’t care. “Pacifica, sweetheart!” My father stood by the door for me. “Your uniform!” He said in an aggressive tone. I didn’t care and I kept walking, tracking mud on the floor, my parents fuming with anger and ringing the bell. “Pacifica Northwest! Stop this at once!” My mother cried out, stomping her foot. I didn’t answer them. After I got to my room, I picked up my phone and texted Dipper. “Can we play again tomorrow, maybe?”
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