Lonely Beginnings

[POV Mason's Bedroom]

A boy with a complexion as white as snow, eyes that were a light chocolate brown color, nails that seemed very well kept and clean as if they were meticulously taken care of. His hair was a dark shade of brown; He wore black pajama bottoms and shirt with Punisher skulls littering the whole outfit. The boy had an expression that showed he was deeply contemplating something, what it is who could know but the boy or some sort of being of the mind.

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[POV Mason]

I walked into the classroom looking for Tom in hopes of getting inspiration for my science fair project, I thought getting different perspectives and what people are generally doing for the science fair. Then I finally spotted him and began walking towards him filled to the brim with anticipation of having a nice conversation with one of my friends.

"Tom do you have any idea what your doing for the science fair?"

I casually asked Tom yet he didn't even so much as twitch a muscle it was almost as if he couldn't hear me.

'He must be ignoring me, but why is he ignoring me? Did I do something to anger him? But just yesterday he seemed so happy to talk to me. Well it wouldn't hurt to apologize, afterall irregardless I must've had something that hurt him in some way.'

"Tom if I did anything to make you angry I'm sorry."

Yet there was no reaction yet again making me feel a mix of worry and sadness. I worried about if he might not want to be my friend anymore yet I don't even know why hes mad at me, and I was simply sad at the prospect of losing my friend.

'Maybe I should ask Nora why Tom isn't talking to me they're pretty close plus in sure she'd help me out. Things can't get much worse than this.'

I began looking for Nora and found her talking to one of her friends Angela. So I then approached them fully intent on getting to the bottom of why Tom won't talk to me. Yet I had a feeling deep down, pang of unease as if something just wasn't quite right.

"Hey Nora I was wondering if you knew why Tom was ignoring me?"

Yet she showed no signs of hearing me just like Tom it's almost like I don't exist to them yet that can't be.

"Nora did I do something to make you angry too?"

I asked worriedly.

Yet again my words fell on dead ears yet again my speaking didn't illicit a single response.

'Did I do something to make Nora angry at me but I haven't even talked to her for days and we were on really good terms last time we talked. I should try to find someone who knows why Nora, Tom, and it seems Angela is ignoring me aswell since she didn't show any reaction to me trying to talk to Nora. I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding I'll just see if someone knows why they're acting like this.'

I went from person to person asking them if they had any idea why everyone else was ignoring me yet, each and every failed attempt kept causing me more and more distress. My worry, sadness, and anger at why they were putting me through this created a whirlwind of negative emotions swirling about in my psyche creating the urge to just read a book to allow my mind to drift off to a reality that just lies beyond my reach.

Yet there was not a book in sight negative thoughts began to be born through my negative emotions giving them sustenance to sprout wriggling their little roots into my consciousness.

'They probably don't want to talk to a nerd like you.'

'You know your annoying, so it's no wonder everyone's ignoring you.'

'Look at how pathetic you are its no wonder why nobody wants to talk to you.'

Slowly but surely my negativity shifted to anger, I was angry at my classmates I was angry and frustrated about how they seemed so adamant at ignoring me. My emotions began to bubble and boil like molten magma just below the surface until I let an outburst like a volcano erupts.

"Why is everyone ignoring me!"

I yelled out in frustration, sadness, and anger.

"Dipper what's wrong?"

As I heard someone responded me I had a great urge to cry in relief that someone finally answered me. I was filled with the brim with relief.

But then I saw Mable look at me with unbidden worry.

'I should no I need to tell Mable, something must be causing everyone to ignore me for no apparent reason.'

"Everyone's ignoring me and I don't know why Mable, I tried asking them why they were ignoring me I even apologized yet no matter what I said they just acted like I wasn't there." I spoke out unable to hide my emotionally distressed condition my voice was shaky as I told Mable the situation.

Mable seemed to be outraged by what I said and then turned around to immediately confront our classmates.

"Did you guys really ignore Dipper?!"

"I didn't even know Dipper was here?"

One student responded.

"He never approached me." another said.

Similar responses came from each student.

Mable turned towards me with an inquisitive stare.

"Dipper are you sure they were ignoring you maybe you just didn't talk loud enough and they just didn't hear you." My sister suggested but I didn't think what she suggested was the case.

"No I'm sure they ignored me. Watch Tom won't respond to me when I talk to him." I responded without a doubt in my mind that a different result could occur.

"Tom can you hear me right now?" I inquired

"Yeah why wouldn't I?" Tom responded seconds after I asked him a question

I was completely and utterly confused at the fact my questioning finally illicited a response.

'But how come they never responded before, did they somehow not hear me but they could hear me any other time when I spoke as loud as I did. Maybe they were ignoring me like I thought.

"See Dipper you were just talking to quietly. But I should probably go sit down right now the teacher will be here any minute now and I really don't want to get in trouble."

Yet I was unable to register what she said I just looked on with confusion.

"Maybe Mable is right, I must've talked quiter than I thought I did, I doubt they'd stop their prank midway."

I walked towards my seat and sat back down and began to look through my various blueprints of different mechanisms and then began to look at a blueprint for a robot that I had been designing for months now.

10 hours later...

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I hope you all enjoyed the chapter it's the previous chapter from Dippers perspective to give you an insight into his thought process, so I can show the gradual shift in his mental state with each time skip and his perspective on the events unfolding around him. Also please give me feed back on my chapters I'd love to see interactions and if anyone would like to join my discord server I'd love to have you there, hopefully we can talk about story things or have discussions or even give my suggestions or future story ideas, or participate in polls. Everything else aside I hope you all have a wonderful night and day wherever or whenever you are even to those in Russia and Ukraine.

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