The Haunted Love

Chapter 2

“Already hate this town.” Sabrina commented to herself. Gravity Falls wasn’t the biggest town, nor was it the most normal. Clayton knew about the weirdness the town beheld. But it wasn’t what affected the people. The Gleefuls were religiously cons, McGucket was beyond his mentality, the mayor was clueless and well, the list goes on. Sabrina pretty much noticed all these things the moment she set foot in the town. It obviously wasn’t afraid of showing its true colors.

She stopped to admire Nathaniel Northwest’s statue. But it wasn’t much to look at beside sporting a “so-superior” stance. The town didn’t even know he was just a hoax to cover up the true founder. Their money didn’t even belong to them as far as anyone was concerned. It only just made the family hated and known as the rich jerks on the hill.

She entered Greasy’s Diner, sliding into one of the booths in the back. The waitress was known as Lazy Susan for her left eye that was now forever shut. She approached Sabrina, checking her out with her good eye. “Well hi. You are new.” Her voice was shrill in a way. Guess that was another thing that made her unique.

“Just some coffee please. Thanks.” Sabrina ordered even before she asked. Susan stood there for a second before nodding and scribbling it down on her notepad. She returned back with a carafe in her hand and a mug in the other.

Placing the mug down, she filled it. “Anything else, sweetie?” She asked.

“This is good for now. Thanks again.” Susan smiled a bit before wandering off to the next table.

Sabrina let out a sigh and took a sip of her cup. Her eyes would move over to the window where she watched some squirrels skittering about. Even if the town was odd, it still had its perks. It was quiet most of all. Has been awhile since she’s been in a place like this.

She begun to dig into her bag, pulling out a blue journal with a buckle on the front. She opened it up to a fresh page and grabbed her one and only pen. She begun to draw what she recalled from the window. The tall trees, the squirrels frolicking, the stretch of road. Sabrina seemed to zone out into her own world when the Pines walked in.

Stan was followed in by Dipper and Mabel who took a booth down for her. “Why didn’t Grunkle Clayton come with us?” The girl asked Stan as they slide into the seats.

“Said he had some science stuff to do – I don’t know.” Stan replied. Thankful Stan had his back to her. Clayton wasn’t kidding when he said they were twins. They looked almost identical to each other minus Clayton’s sixth finger and his hair.

The boy who she assumed was Dipper, looked out the window a bit bummed after they ordered some pancakes. Sabrina recognized his blue pine tree hat from the shack’s gift shop. Stan must of let them both have something when they first arrived. His sister was beside him, humming away happily while scribbling on the place mat. Her sweater was a very vibrant pink with purple puzzle pieces. Could tell she was a character.

“Why the pouts, bro bro?” She playfully punched her brother in the arm.

He rubbed his arm before his eyes went over to his sister’s cheeky smile. “I just wish he had come. He never leaves the basement.”

Sabrina could sense Stan’s face fell without even looking at him. He felt the same it seemed and he just got him back too. For a man who wants to protect his family, he sure is doing a crappy job at being with them. They all fell quiet suddenly. Mabel was frowning now from what Sabrina could see as she let out a loud sigh.

The pancakes arrived at the table, which started up some small talk between them. Most of it was saying how good the pancakes were today. There were some laughs and smiles too. But it didn’t last long. Stan told them to go outside and wait for him while he went to go pay the bill.

Sabrina took the chance. She gathered up her things, stuffing it back in her bag. A few dollars were left on the table as she made her way towards the door. Stan had turned just at the wrong moment, knocking her over onto the floor. Her journal slid out of her bag and down the stairs into the mud.

Stan fixed his fez and then offered his hand to her. “Sorry about that.” She glanced up at him, definitely seeing the resemblance now. She seemed to hesitate in taking his hand. “Well? Am I helping you up or not?”

She finally took it as he pulled her up. “Thank you.” Sabrina smirked towards him. She saw a glimpse of a smirk as he walked out and down the stairs.

Mabel had picked up her journal when she followed him out. “This is yours I assume.” She used her sleeve to wipe the mud off. “Here you go. Good as new.”

Sabrina took it with a smile. “You are sweet. Thank you.”

Mabel couldn’t help but smile back and giggle. “That’s what I do.”

“Mabel, sweetie. Stop bothering that nice girl.” Her uncle yelled out to her.

“I’m coming, Grunkle Stan.” She said back. She would turn back towards her and wave. “See you around maybe.”

Sabrina waved back as she hopped into the back of Stan’s car with Dipper. Stan tipped his fez to her before sliding into the driver’s seat and pulling away. Even if she promised Clayton to stay away from them, it wouldn’t prevent them from leaving the shack. She was bound to run into them again. It was only a matter of time before they figured it out.