Title: Harsh Punishment
Author: Laura (lawrahxxx/alwaysbluex)
Pairings/Characters: Dan/Blair, Blair/Chuck, Other pairings later possibly.
Rating: PG-13

Chapter: 1/ ?
Word Count: 1,650
Spoilers: aired episodes.
Summary: "DAN HUMPHREY! " Blair scoffed, pacing Serena's room. "S, I cannot do it. They cannot make me kiss Brooklyn. OHMYGOD, get me a paper bag."

A/N: I think it's time for some light-hearted fic. Let me know what you think! / If I should continue.

Blair silently walked down the halls of Constance; her heels tapping against the floor were all that could be heard. She held stiffly onto the piece of pink paper excusing her from class. The head mistress finally decided what her punishment would be, great. Community service hours spent in Brooklyn? Or perhaps she would get lucky and have to sit in detention after school each day with Mr. Piser peeking down her shirt every chance he got. Perverted old man she scoffed under her breath.

Her thoughts got her to the office door. Swiftly she swung open the door and smiled innocently at the secretary. "Headmistress will be right with you dear." She mumbled, her over sized glasses intruding her face as she squinted to type with her near-ancient computer. "Can't wait." She said in a syrupy sweet voice, and took a seat in one of the chairs.

She shouldn't be punished; it was a crime of passion. The mindless girl gave her a B! No one gives Blair Waldorf a B and lives to regret it. She felt her lips smash together, her eyes starring straight ahead as she thought of all the vile things she could do to her. She seldom thought about Yale being put on hold, because it simply made her so distraught she found herself heaving in front of the toilet. To have something so close in reach, and then have it yanked out from under you was worse than not getting it at all.

"Ms. Waldorf." The headmistress said, her eyes narrowing down on her as she peaked out from her office. "Come in."

Blair calmly sat up, smoothing out her skirt, ignoring the looks she was getting from her principal. She walked in with her chin held high and sat down, smiling innocently.

"So, I've figured out your punishment."

"Whatever you have decided I'm sure is fair."

"Yes, well. I'm letting you off easier than I wanted, but I do believe this is fair enough."

Blair nodded, a stiff smile still planted on her lips.

"The school play this year has low numbers." The headmistress began, sitting up from her chair. "We aren't able to find anyone to play lead girl. And with your vast experience of acting… Well, from what you showed Ms. Carr. I'm sure you fit the bill."

Being on stage? Blair thought. I'll be the center of attention, all eyes on me. She smirked. "Seems fair to me."

The headmistress raised a hand as to silence her. "As Mrs. Carr is in charge of the play I expect you do what she says … obey her wishes."

Blair smile just as quickly turned into a frown. She couldn't stand to be around that women, and taking orders from her? When hell freezes over.

"…Ms. Waldorf?"

"Yes." Blair said sweetly, smiling up at the teacher.

"That's all then. Practice starts tomorrow."

Blair nodded, standing up. "Whose the lead guy?"

The head mistress smiled. "Oh he's a delightful boy, actually he's attending Yale next year …"

"DAN HUMPHREY! " Blair scoffed, pacing Serena's room. "S, I cannot do it. They cannot make me kiss Brooklyn. OHMYGOD, get me a paper bag."

"First off, HEY." Serena said hitting Blair's arm playfully. "I kiss Brooklyn all the time."

"Well that's you, not me." Blair retorted, her breathing still uneven.

"Second, Dan's in the play?" she said, frowning slightly.

Blair shook her head. "How did you not know this? Trouble over the bridge?"

"He's been avoiding me ever since I turned down Yale." Serena sighed, flopping down on her bed.

Blair sighed, and grinned. "You can do better S!" Blair said cheerfully. "We should go boy hunting at Socilistia tonight."

Serena sat up, her eyes narrowing at her friend. "No Chuck?"

"We're done." Blair said, dismissing the subject with her hand.

"AHAHA SUCKAAAAA." Came a loud yell from the next room.

Blair turned around her eyebrows rising slowly. "Does Eric have Jonathon over?" she questioned, smirking.

"Ew, B no. He and Chuck are probably playing WII or Nintendo, something like that." Serena said, picking up a bottle of clear nail polish.

Blair visibly stiffened. "Why is Chuck here?"

"Oh did I forget to mention? He moved back in."

"WHAT?!" Blair yelled. "I mean. …What?" she mumbled.

"Nice try B."

"Why didn't you tell me this?" she demanded.

"I thought Chuck would have told you."

"We aren't talking."

"Oh."

"Keep it down ladies, Nathaniel, Eric and I and at a very crucial part of the game." Chuck drawled, his head popping into the door.

Blair slowly turned around to face Chuck. "Bass." She said, hints of venom in her voice.

"Waldorf." He smirked. "How have you been?"

"Lovely, and yourself?"

"Better now that Jack's gone." He admitted, his eyes boring into hers.

Blair nodded. She had to admit, when finding out what he did for Lily she almost called him, almost missed him, and almost wanted to run into his arms. She wasn't sure why, but she just wanted to be comforted by him.

"Are you staying for dinner tonight?" Chuck questioned, breaking the awkward silence.

"She is!" Serena clapped cheerfully. "Maybe I should invite Dan, make it a party."

Both Blair and Chuck turned to Serena and glared. "NO." they spat in unison.

...

Mere words were exchanged during dinner, as Blair herself found it pleasantly awkward. Dan had made his presence known, along with Jenny, and their father, who apparently spent his nights here, according to Serena. Blair silently chewed her salmon listening to small talk about the table. Chuck was beside her, and she could feel his gaze burning into her skin. All the sudden she wished she'd worn long sleeves.

"So." Serena piped up, smirking at Dan. "Guess who is playing Juliet in the play Dan?"

Blair tried to kick her foot under the table but accidentally hit Chuck instead. "Sorry." Blair said quickly. "Actually, I'm not, you probably deserved that."

"For what?" Chuck questioned, glaring at her.

She shrugged. "A pervy comment you were probably bound to make." She patted his shoulder. "Think of it as of investment, now I won't have to do it harder later."

"But you know –"

"And there it is!" Blair exclaimed.

"I was talking!" Serena interrupted.

Dan piped up. "Please don't tell me its Lauren Golden berg. I think she has mono again." Dan said in disgust, picking at his dinner.

"Nope." Serena said. "It's our very own B!" Serena said, putting her arm around Blair's shoulder.

Chuck choked on his drink, and Dan scrunched up his face. "Why?"

"Don't do that Humphrey, it makes you look weird. Oh, wait." Blair said, a smirk on her face.

"Your really playing Juliet Blair?" Jenny said, making her presence known.

Blair sighed. "Unfortunately, it was my punishment."

"For what dear?" Lily asked.

"Mrs. Carr gave me a B." Blair said slowly. "I needed revenge."

"Without me?" Chuck asked.

She turned to Chuck. "If I remember correctly, you were busy."

"For a B Blair? Really?" Dan said.

"Would you stop with the judgmental voice Dan, not everyone can be a perfect as you." Blair retorted, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Gotta love family dinners." Rufus said under his breath, Lily giggled.

Blair and Chuck looked at the happy couple and groaned in disgust.

"Blair can you please move closer to Dan?" Mrs. Carr asked sweetly, though Blair could easily detect the amusement in her voice. She probably set this up so she could boss me around she thought bitterly as she edged closer to Dan.

"Not enough!" Mrs. Carr said, a trace of laughter in her voice. God, she was short, pushy, and had that annoying catch phrase. She was the female version of Cyrus Rose, just decades younger, and with more hair. Though, she enjoyed Cyrus's company way more than hers. Her mind rambled on with thoughts as the whole crew impatiently waited for her to recite lines.

"You know …" Dan started, keeping his voice a hushed whisper. "I don't like you, and obviously you don't like me. But I want to do well on this, so if you could -."

"Why does it matter so much Humphrey?" Blair questioned, tapping her marc Jacobs flat along the wood floor of the stage.

Dan's cheeks instantly flushed; just as quick he hid his embarrassment. "There's no reason, except I like succeeding. You're a perfectionist, and so am I in some ways. So lets just work together and get through this. Imagine your kissing someone really good looking."

Blair smirked. "That will be hard to do Humphrey."

"Oh, zing." Dan said, feigning hurt.

" – But I'll manage." She said, giving in.

"You two done yet?" Mrs. Carr chimed in, still smiling that fake little grin of hers.

"Of course." Blair said, returning the sweet smile.

A/N: So? What do you think? Continue, or no? I think I can do two stories at a time for a couple weeks because I'm off school for a bit.

Let me know!