So this is a CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE story wherein the readers will guide the flow of the story! It's a concept I first found in the story titled The Containment by crispyChocolate which I thought was cool and wanted to try out. I think I've made this decision at the worst possible time EVER considering I'm supposed to be studying for exams and whatnot but I'm not doing any of that so what the hell let's just go with it.

Now you may have noticed there are no pairings listed above. This means doesn't mean there won't be any slash but rather that there are, at the very least, two options for this story to go. Bill can either end up with Dipper or he can end up with Mabel or he can end up with no one. Mabel can end up with Bill or she can end up with Pacifica or no one. Dipper can end up with Bill or he can end up with Pacifica or he can end up with Candy or he can end up with no one.

THE SHIP POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS! What ships come about will depend on YOU! (obviously if this thing keeps going)

The characters can also end up with other people I haven't yet listed. I'm basically open for any ship to be end game (except for Dipper/Mabel - I'm sorry, it's not my thing, but you do you. I'm not judging).

In terms of voting. I'll start tallying the votes around three days after each chapter and the following chapter (with the decision most of you voted on) should be published four days later (give or take, I am a busy woman U_U)

WITH THAT SAID: ENJOY!

High school was as terrible as Bill had anticipated it to be. The place was supposed to be a den of knowledge and growth where youth learned the necessary skills to survive and function in adulthood, instead it was a building bubbling with anger, sexual frustration and uncontrollable hormones. The first thing he had seen upon arriving was a couple practically eating each other's faces against the lockers. It was rather strange and Bill had stopped to stare for a moment. From the amount of TV he had been watching to learn about humans, specifically teenagers, such an action was called kissing. That being said, he didn't remember the people on the TV being as aggressive as the two in front of him. They ended up shooing him off angrily.

Bill sighed and lamented his situation. He wasn't in such a terrible place because he wanted to be. He was there for the sake of revenge. Pine tree and Shooting Star had, yet again, foiled his plans but this time they had accidentally sealed him into a human body. As far as he was concerned, the twins weren't actually aware of what they had done likely because they had misinterpreted the spell they had used. Bill was now trapped within one Timothy Smith. The meat sack in question was rather ugly in his opinion. He looked nothing like Pine Tree. The kid had platinum blond hair with bangs that were annoyingly long and fell into his eyes more times than not. He kept the locks pinned back with a bright blue hair pin. In regards to Timothy's complexion, his skin was pale even for a white person and Bill thought it made him look sick. He needed to go outside more often and tan. Aside from that, the kid was short in comparison to the other boys his age and he was hardly taller than most girls.

The only thing Timothy had going for him was the impossible wealth he had acquired because his parents had passed away in a terrible plane crash. The kid had been in that same accident and was also, technically, dead but, though his soul had left for the afterlife, his body had been kept alive with machines. Bill had thus been able to usurp it without needing to make a deal. By all means, Timothy's body was his now. Finders keepers, as humans tended to say. Regardless, Timothy's wealth was now Bill's wealth. One could say he had swapped most of his magic – which had presumably been lost because of the spell the twins had used – for the power of money. Bill would still have preferred his magic.

A teenager ran past the demon, hitting his shoulder hard enough to have him stumbling. He looked back and glared at the boy but the latter didn't even spare him a glance or apologise. Bill wished he could smite the insolent human but he didn't have enough magic. All he could muster now were damned pallor tricks. He was so weak he wouldn't be able to hold his own against a gnome. A gnome. It was really pathetic. He breathed heavily and pursued his way through the crowded school halls. Bill ignored the kids who stared at his ugly meat suit in awe. He already knew Timothy was ugly and he didn't need their judging eyes to remind him. Why couldn't he have landed in a comatose boy that resembled Pine Tree? Heck, he would have settled for a girl if she looked anything like Shooting Star.

Speaking of, he found the twins chatting by their lockers just around the corner. Shooting Star was sorting her things into her locker whereas her brother was holding books to his chest. Shooting Star's locker matched her personality very accurately. The door was peppered with stickers of flowers and smiley faces not to mention the cut outs of celebrities and boy bands. She even had a little mirror hooked on the door to fix her hair or what little makeup she wore. The twins were smiling and laughing and it made Bill angry. How dare they be so happy when he was stuck inside Timothy?

Ugly, ugly Timothy.

Bill fished through his pocket and took out a piece of paper. It was blank. He was enrolled in the twins' high school but he hadn't picked his classes yet. A little magic could solve that. He had learned all of the courses available to him as well as Pine Tree's and Shooting Star's schedules. Now he had to make a decision. Would he take one of the twins' schedules or make his own? Whatever he did, he would still get his revenge and make Pine Tree's and Shooting Star's senior high school year absolute hell.

Option 1: copy Mabel's schedule.

Option 2: copy Dipper's schedule.

Option 3: make own schedule.