You play as Dipper

You we’re busy reading a book on a bench near the tennis court, taking occasional glances at Pacifica as she played.

Something about her swinging that racket and grunting each time. And those shorts! Might as well call them panties they were so shirt.

You quickly went back to your book before she intentionally hit the ball, aiming it towards you and hitting you in the head.

“Hey, broke boy! You wanna play with me?” She asked as she leaned forward a little, hand on her hip, almost as if she was posing for you.