Okey Dokey. Who else is trying to make sense of the new system on your homepage? It's really confusing me. I don't know why, it just is.

Well, I've decided to update this every Monday and every Friday. Those two days should work best for me. But I still have 5 more assignments coming, so they'll cause complications as well. But after that my holidays commence. So I'll hopefully get a lot of writing done then. :)

This Chapter is a bit different, but there won't be many from this Daphne's perspective. Hopefully you'll like it, and I'd love to receive any constructive criticism you can give me.

I don't own the Sisters Grimm. I do however own this plot and the characters Hayden and Tiffany.

Chapter 2, in which a Bowl of Custard is thrown, a Watch is twisted around a Wrist, and Red gives Daphne the Thumbs Up.

"Get out of the way, loser," Tiffany sneered, shoving me to the ground.

"Yeah loser," the rest of her friends cackled.

I sighed, then rolled over and picked up my books one by one, glumly. Middle School: The dumbest idea in the history of dumb ideas.

I mean, most of the people here were pretty gravy, but there was that group of everafter girls, who treated everyone else like dirt. Even I, Daphne! And I was, like, the most popular girl at school!

Everyone liked me. I was friends with everyone! But, like I said, there was that one group. And nobody wanted to stand up to them, because they were all everafters and all had special magical abilities, which they'd use for some ultimate pay-back.

"One day…" I thought, "One day I'll stand up to them. One day someone will." I'd thought before about just how easy it would be if I nicked one of Jake's wands for the day. If they tried to bully anyone, all I'd have to do was say a few words and they'd be taught a lesson or two.

But that was mean. And Granny always told me, 'It's important not to sink to your enemy's level by retaliating.' And it was important. So I wouldn't do that. No matter what.

"Hey, Daphne," A masculine voice said from above me, "Do you need some help?"

An invisible smile of bliss entered my head. It was Hayden.

I looked up at him, grinning from ear to ear. He was one of my best friends. And some time in the future, we were getting married... but he didn't know that yet.

No, this wasn't another 'I went to the future and saw future me married to future Hayden'. Unfortunately, no. I just knew it would happen. Once he dumped stupid Tiffany.

"HAYDEN!" I cried, jumping up and strangling Hayden with a loving hug.

He laughed, "Well gee, Daphne. I didn't know you liked me that much!"

I just smiled, closing my eyes and not letting myself even budge from the tight grip I had him in. Opening my eyes I could see the sun caught in his shaggy, mahogany hair.

"Okay then…." He said, awkwardly patting me on the back. I really didn't want to let go. I just wanted close my eyes and smile like there was nothing left in the world except us...

Yet, my stupid conscience reminded me how weird this must have looked, in the middle of the school halls. I pushed myself off of him, mentally slapping myself over and over again. I covered up my shame with a smile.

After a bit of a long silence he spoke. "Dropped your books?"

I frowned, remembering Tiffany's stupid remarks. "Your girlfriend pushed me again." I gave him a pointed glare.

Hayden sighed, "She's not that bad, you know. She's actually really nice once you get to know her."

"I still can't see why you'd want to date her, Hayden. She's terrible to everyone, bar herself and you."

He chuckled, "She's hot." I narrowed my eyes at him, and he felt the need to explain. "It's a guy thing." Well, gee. That justifies everything.

"Man, you're a lost cause. She's a jerkazoid, and apparently you are too." I gave him one more sour look, then turned and walked to my first class. That ought to guilt him into dumping her. He just made me so mad sometimes. Guys were such jerks. Even the nice ones.

"She's hot." His words echoed through my mind and stang my heart. Was I hot? Or was I just that cute girl next door? The subject made me unhappy, and I banished it from my thoughts.

"He's your future husband…" I reassured myself. "He'll come around some day."

"Yo Daph."

I swivelled around on my heel and saw Hayden, pushing through the crowd of pre-teens. HAYDEN! OMG! HAYDEN WAS TALKING TO ME AGAIN!

I concealed my excitement, giving him one of those looks that I'd seen Sabrina give Puck quite often. "Hello, traitor."

He grinned at me, like he had something important to say. "I broke up with her."

Wait, What?

"Wait, What?" I asked, silently having my mini celebrations.

"I broke up with Tiffany."

"Why?"

"I walked into second period and she was talking about my best friend like he wasn't even worth crap. I got pissed that she was being so rude. You were right, Daph." He smiled proudly.

"How'd she handle it?" I asked, mirroring Hayden's joyful grin. I was on the verge of peeing my pants from the happiness I was feeling. Which was kind of weird, because nobody really pees their pants because they're in a really awesome mood.

Moving on…

"She didn't. She kneed me in the crutch and started swearing at me. She is hot, but there are plenty more girls in that category at our school. And she's really demanding. The downside of our break-up is that she'll probably blame you." He said, concern on his face. I felt so happy. Hayden was concerned about my well-being! THIS WAS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!

"Why would she blame me?" I asked, blushing. Maybe Tiffany thought Hayden liked me… Maybe Hayden did like me!

Interrupting my moment of bliss, I felt something heavy hit me in the side of my head. I felt something gooey oozing through my hair and down over my left ear. I turned my head to where I thought it had come from, and Tiffany and her gang were bent over, laughing in hysterics. Speak of the devil.

I brought my hand up to feel the goo in my hair. Custard… they'd thrown a bowl of custard at my head.

Giggles started to erupt from all over the cafeteria, which by now I had entered. Soon, the whole room was pointing at me and laughing. Even my friends were laughing a little. Never in my life had I been so publicly humiliated, right in front of Hayden.

He frowned at Tiffany, "Get lost, Tiffany. Don't be a jerk. It's over between us, and you don't need to bring that out on my friends. Get over yourself." He shouted across the few tables which separated us from Tiffany.

Now the room was quiet once more, a part from the few audible whispers and hushed voices. Hayden and Tiffany had been the 'it couple' that everyone knew about, and had been going on for quite a while. Sure, you had to feel sorry for Tiffany. She had just been publicly dumped. But revenge was like sugar and spice and all things nice, especially when Tiffany was thrown into the recipe.

Basically, she got what was coming.

Tiffany snarled at me, "You might think he likes you now, Grimm, but I know that he's still recovering from being dumped." And with those 'scathing' words, she flicked her hair as she dramatically spun around and clacked out of the room in her stiletto heels.

Hayden frowned and took my hand in his. "Lets get you cleaned up, okay?"

He led my out of the cafeteria, and I turned my head and searched the room for Red. She stood in the far corner of the room, giving me the thumbs up.

This was the happiest day of my life. Setting aside the incident with the custard...

Once we were outside and had found a tap, Hayden sat down with me and started to scrape the custard out of my short brown hair. I untied my plaits so that it was easier for him.

"Sorry about Tiffany. I should have told her that you had nothing to do with it."

"She would've done it anyways. She'd prolly get uber jealous because you were sticking up for me." I splashed some water into my hair, retrieved a brush from my back-pack and started to wash the remaining custard from in-between the strands.

He looked down at his feet. "She probably is jealous." He flashed a grin.

"Why would she be jealous of me? I'm just stupid 'Grimm scum.'"

"She's jealous because she knows I like you," He said, twisting his watch around his wrist.

I tried to supress a grin. It was no use. My lips curved into an inevitable smile. "Thanks Hayden. For everything." I leaned over to Hayden, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, before standing up and skipping away.

"Hey Daph?" Hayden called after me. He was still sitting beside the running tap. "You wanna meet up after school? At a park or something?"

"Sounds great!" I answered. I turned the corner and had my first ever love-triggered spastic attack. I bit into the palm of my hand and jumped up and down with glee.

I loved Mondays…

I hope you all liked it! I didn't particularly like it, I thought the sentence structure was very off, and I was very brief concerning description of events.

But thankyou for reading, and I'm thrilled to learn that in a period of 3 days I got 9 reviews, 7 of which were submitted during the time I was asleep :)

And if anyone from America who is good at spelling could proof-read my Australian-English spelling (BETA my chapters prior to their publish), it would be supermegafoxyawesomehot if you could PM me about it XD

Thanks
-Elli
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P.S Pikelets are miniature pancakes. Sorry that I caused some confusion amongst you all.