A/N.Hello, my faithful reviewers! Glad to have all of you here this fine Columbus day. ^^ Sorry I didn't update Friday or Saturday, or Sunday, I suppose counts too. I have a bunch of good reasons/excuses:

•Science Fair (but is going along very nicely!)
•Came back from Sea Camp (still unpacking...)
•Project of Puck (will clarify that later)
•School (the most used excuse)

•This weekend was my four day weekend!

So yeah! ^^ Now, Project of Puck. In music class, our new teacher told us that we would have to pick a play, write a summary, write three fun/trivia facts, and perform the play. Not the whole thing; I meant a scene, monologue, or song. Naturally, I picked a Midsummer Night's Dream. And who am I playing? Yes, the amazing Puck.
Which is weird. Because I'm a girl. O.o

But you know, I've always wanted to know what it's like inside a guy's brain. ^^

Hey, I have a question: Is there a difference between 'wearily' and 'warily'? Or is one just a misspelling?

Also, this may be a tad boring. But the action will build up probably next chapter. ^^ Promise...

About next chapter: I have no idea when I'll be able to update. I'm starting my ACTUAL Science Fair this week, and that means the weekend will be filled with making graphs, data tables, etc. So, next update might even be next month. I'm sorry. I will really try. I'll write a little bit every day, but don't expect an update for the next few weeks...

'Nuff of my rambling. Read on! *pumps fists in the air* I tried to make this very long, so it would last you enough days...

Chapter 4: A Definite Split Personality

Ariana looked at Daphne with a mysterious smirk on her face.

"What?"

"Say it."

The Grimm girl cocked her head to the side. "Say what?"

"Say that I, Ariana Henderson, was right."

"About...?"

"Just say it, por favor!" she whined.

"Okay then. You were right?"

She pumped her fist in the air. "Aha! I told you so!"

Daphne said wearily, "What did you tell me?"

"I told you Mr. Firay was muy caliente."

She snorted. "No you didn't and no, he's not."

"Did you suddenly forget what muy caliente means? It's very sexy!"

"Which he is not."

Ariana pursed her lips at her. "You sure you're human, D? I mean, he's really, muy good looking. Guapo. Suave. C'mon!"

Daphne relented, and let a smile esacpe her lips. "Okay-he's handsome."

Ariana grinned triumphantly and sighed dreamily.

Daphne comtemplated on whether she should tell her friend the truth. "And guess what?"

"What?"

"He's my mystery man."

Her eyes shot open. "No way!"

Daphne nodded.

"So I'm understanding that the transfer student's the new teacher?"

"Correctamundo."

Ariana sighed. "Well that's an unfortunate turn of events."

"That it is."

"But at least I was right!" she grinned proudly. Then she started to ramble. "I would probably die of a heart attack if he -oh, I don't know- came over to my house or something..." That comment made Daphne squirm in her seat.

"Well, you only like him for his looks. His personality is demonic, A. Well, his fake one isn't," she muttered, remembering the other night suddenly.

The latina peered at Daphne curiously. "What are you talking about, D? He has some kind of split personality?"

Daphne looked around, making sure Mr. Firay was nowhere in sight, then leaned close to Ariana. "He has a split personality. During school he's a suave, nice teacher. But outside, he's a devil of a teacher."

She crossed her arms over her chest. "How do you know? I don't believe you, D."

"He came over to my house for dinner once," Daphne snapped, a bit angry that her best friend would accuse her of lying. But as soon as her words registered in her mind, she gasped. "Shoot! I didn't mean to say that!" She looked at Ariana to see her reaction.

It was a series of short faces. First she blinked in confusion, then she pointed at Daphne trying to understand her words, and lastly, to show her excitement and shock, Ariana's mouth opened and closed like a fish. "You...teacher...dinner..."

Daphne looked at her wearily.

Ariana gasped. "You had la cena with Mr. Firay?"

She cupped a hand over the latina's mouth. "Shhh! People might hear you!"

"Girl, we're talking behind a dumpster. Nadie nos va a escuchar; no one's gonna hear." Daphne and Ariana were conversing next to the entrance to the cafeteria, where everyone knew that was their place for private conversations.

Daphne kicked a dumpster. "I'm just being cautious...you can't tell anyone, A."

Ariana nodded vigourously. "I promise! Cross my heart, hope to die!" She made an X over her heart to emphasize.

Daphne smiled, relieved. Then she froze as Mr. Firay walked into the cafeteria. He didn't seem to notice them at all, and looked deep in thought.

Ariana whispered to her, "There's your dinner guest. Go talk to him!"

"And be mauled? I don't think so. He's got a split personality for God's sake."

"Amiga, live a little!" she laughed. Ariana then wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Vamos, D! Our fellow amigos may be waiting at the table. We can talk about your vida romántica later."

The Grimm girl rolled her eyes. "Mr. Firay and I are not romantically invovled."

"Yet." Ariana wiggled her eyebrows.

Sometimes, Daphne wanted to punch her. "Let's go, A."

Ariana giggled childishly as her friend dragged her into the cafeteria. Josh patted the seat next to him as they entered, and Ariana sat there, smiling at him. Tina, Colin, Tom, and Willow let out a chorus of 'Hello's' and 'Hi's'.

"So," Willow planted her arms on the table, and grinned at Daphne. "Are you going to the fair, Friday?"

"There's a fair?" she asked, "I didn't know about it."

Willow nodded. "Yup. So far, we're all going except you. So you in?"

Daphne mentally looked at her schedule. "Yeah, I think I can go. My essay for Ms. Dayscall isn't due until Tuesday."

Ariana let out a small groan. "Ay caramba! I haven't even started on that. And my brain is blank." She grumbled, "No me gusta la ciencia."

Tina smiled. "I love science! Ms. Dayscall bribes us to do homework with candy!"

Daphne decided she was now bored with their discussion. "I'm going to go get some lunch." Daphne made sure she wouldn't bump into Mr. Firay in line, and was glad to see no sign of him. She got in line and took her wallet out. Daphne found a five dollar bill and shoved the wallet back into her pocket, letting out a sigh.

"Why the sigh?"

Daphne spun around to see Mr. Firay. He smiled pleasantly at her, looking innocent. She eyed him suspiciously.

"Well?"

"Just thinking," Daphne slowly said, "about you."

He grinned, his white teeth flashing. "Falling for my good looks already? I thought you were different from the other students..."

"No," she snapped, "I meant about your split personality."

"Shh!" his eyes widened in alarm.

"Why?"

Mr. Firay lowered his voice, and gave Daphne an urgent look. "Look, kid. If anyone finds out how I used to be, I'll get fired. And I really need the money right now, so shut up. Please," he added, trying to cover his impoliteness.

Daphne blinked at her teacher. He said please? Maybe he wasn't as bad as Daphne was led to believe. Well, as long as she ignored the 'shut up' in his sentence.

When she began to come closer to the front of the line, Daphne noticed there was chicken soup. Her favorite normal food. When 12-year-old Daphne was sick, Granny Relda offered to make Daphne some spicy camel hump soup, but Sabrina decided to make good ol' fashioned normal chicken noodle soup. Since then, Daphne's loved chicken soup.

Daphne frowned as Mr. Firay cut in front of her. Of course, she couldn't say anything-it was a teacher's privilege. He ordered the noodle soup, just like Daphne was about to.

The cafeteria lady smiled at her. "What would you like, sweetheart?" For a second, she sounded just like Granny Relda, Daphne thought.

"I'll have chicken soup," she replied.

"Sorry, deary. The teacher just took the last one."

Said teacher snickered. Daphne stared at the lady in disbelief. It was just her luck, wasn't it? "Well, I guess I'll have a hamburger."

She placed what Daphne had asked for on her tray. Daphne went to pay at the cash register opposite of Mr. Firay's, then went back to her table. Well, tried.

Mr. Firay stopped her.

"What?" Daphne asked, slightly annoyed.

He placed the chicken soup on her tray. "Here, you can have it."

She blinked. "Um, thanks. Why?"

The handsome teacher's eyes twinkled. "A thank you for yesterday." He waved as he left. Daphne looked at him curiously. She couldn't determine if he was nice or not. He seemed nice, but very pushy. Was he faking? Daphne pursed her lips. He was really confusing.

When she came back to her table, everyone was still talking about the upcoming fair. "So, about the fair..." she started.

Ariana seemed to know what she was about to ask and said, "It'll be at the fair grounds, obviously. It's one of those traveling ones."

"I bet this will be the only time it's going there," Tom piped up.

"Hmm," Daphne said. "Well, where are we going to meet up? What time?"

Ariana said, "Siete. Las siete en punto."

"Seven," Willow said, seeing Colin's confused face.

He shook his head. "I don't know how you can understand that mumbo jumbo!"

"We pay attention in class," the friends chorused. Tom laughed, and gave Colin a small shove.

"And I have hispanic blood," Ariana added, smirking. "Soy una chica impresionante, sexy que puede hablar un idioma diferente. Haha. Toma eso, mi amigo."

"Show off," Colin muttered. Ariana's smirk grew wider.

"Nah, I'm just proud."

Daphne smiled. When she didn't feel like talking, her friends were always there to entertain her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Colin nudge Tom suddenly.

"What?" he asked.

Colin pointed to a girl coming into the cafeteria. "Look at her. She looks scared." Everyone turned to see a girl, looking around the room shyly. Her face looked as if she was scared out of her wits.

"Ella es muy bonita," Ariana put in. "She looks sweet, too. Maybe we should befriend her."

Daphne's eyes were as wide as saucers.

She suddenly bit her palm.

Tina and Willow saw her action. "What's wrong, Daphne?"

"Red!" she cried, jumping from her seat to her old friend. "Red!"

Said girl turned in the direction of the voice, and a happy smile spread across her face. "Daphne."

The two girls hugged, and giggled. "I haven't seen you in years! How was Mom and Basil's visit?"

Red smiled. "Great. It was nice to see Basil again. He's so cute."

"What are you doing here?" Daphne asked excitedly, steering Red towards the table.

She answered shyly. "Well, your mom offered to bring me here for a few weeks, then I could go back to Ferryport."

"Why don't you stay here permanently?"

Red smiled. "Papa..."

"Oh, yeah. Mr. Canis," Daphne giggled. "I think it's cute you call him Papa still." Everyone at the table said hi to Red, and she answered back in a quiet voice.

"Guys, this is my friend from Ferryport, Red. And Red, that's Josh, Colin, Tom, Tina, Willow, and Ariana." Red took a seat next to Daphne. She smiled inwardly as she saw Tom looking at Red in awe. Daphne could't blame him; Red had changed in her appearance to be a 16 or 17 year old, and she was very pretty. Her face was in the shape of a heart, and her wild red curls bounced and shined whenever the sun hit it. Her eyes that had used to be a sullen blue were now a bright, and happy shade that closely resembled the sky. Her medium sized lips were also lightly pink, and looked very soft.

"Hey!" Daphne said as Ariana took her milk. I wasn't finished with that!"

She smirked. "Too bad. El almuerzo es over."

Daphne groaned, then turned to Red. "How are you going to get home?"

Red showed her the hallway pass the secretary had given her. "I get to roam around the school. But I think I'll just go to all your classes with you. What do you have next?"

"Home Economics," Tom said for her, as Daphne struggled to finish all her food quickly. He fumbled with his fingers and said, "I have it next too. Do you want to walk with me then meet up with Daphne later?"

Red, oblivious to his nervousness smiled and said, "That'd be great!" She said goodbye to everyone while following Tom out of the cafeteria.

Daphne grumbled as she did the same with Tina, Ariana, Willow, Colin, and Josh. "Bye you guys."

Now that she knew Mr. Firay's other side, what would he do? She started to panic, but then eased herself. There was no way she would be late today. She would just skip going to her locker. They probably wouldn't need anything today.

To be safe, she walked slowly to her classroom. The crowds were dispersing slowly. She turned into the next hallway and almost ran into a bunch of teachers. They were walking agonizingly slowly. If they didn't pick up their pace, she was going to have to run through them. To her annoyance, they ignored Daphne's 'excuse me's' and 'move's'. Daphne grit her teeth; she was going to be late for sure. Finally, by luck, they walked into a classroom, and she sprinted towards Mr. Firay's room. She could make it!

But then, as she turned the corner, she slammed into something hard, and fell to the floor.

"I'm sorry!" the girl cried, picking up her stuff. With that, the bell rang. Daphne sighed. She was now officially late.

"No, it's okay. It's too late anyways."

The girl, Amelia, apologized again, and hurried off to her classroom.

Daphne sulked towards Mr. Firay's room and felt everyone's eyes on her. He smirked at for a split second, then rearranged it into a frown. "This is the second day you're late, Ms. Grimm."

"I know." As if it wasn't obvious. Her face heated up from all the attention. "Sorry."

"I excused you yesterday, but may I talk to you after school today?"

All the boys in the class went 'Ooooh'. Daphne mentally panicked. Her? And Mr. Firay? Alone? He might beat her up for being late! "Err..."

"Is there a problem?"

Her shoulders sagged. "No."

"Good, now take a seat," he gestured me to sit with his hand. "The lesson hasn't started, so you're okay."

Daphne slipped into her seat and sighed deeply. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Red giving her a 'Why-are-you-late' look. Daphne shook her head and mouthed she would explain later. So far, he had been pretty nice today, so maybe it was only a scolding? She hoped so.

Someone poked her shoulder and Daphne turned to see a girl named Maria smirking at her.

"You and him alone? You're pretty lucky. I might just start coming to class late just to stay after school with him."

Daphne snorted. "I wouldn't do that."

"Why?"

"This guy is-"

Daphne felt a hand on her shoulder, pressing very hard, and she shut her mouth. She looked up to see Mr. Firay smiling sweetly at her. Grr.

"Would you two please not talk during my lecture?"

Maria looked flustered. "Sorry, Mr. Firay."

"It's quite alright, Maria. Just keep it in while I'm talking," he said, smiling at her.

"Okay!"

Mr. Firay released Daphne's shoulder and she had the urge to rub it. He was most definitely evil. But he had given her the chicken noodle soup… His split personality messed everything up!

And Daphne Grimm had to stay after school with him.

A/N. Heehee. Mr. Firay's such a fun person to write. Anywayz...

RED'S BACK! Yes, I know. You love me! Haha, just kidding. I don't really know why I added her back in, but my brain was telling me, "Bring Red back or I'm gonna hurt someone!" Haa XD

Okay. Yeah. :3

Any questions, comments, jokes you'd like to share with me? Well, go ahead and review 'em! ^^

Again, sorry my updates are going out of wack again. They will start occuring normally after science fair, so sometime in November. PROOOMMIIIISSEEEE! Most likely after Thanksgiving. :3

TRANSLATON: Soy una chica impresionante, sexy que puede hablar un idioma diferente. Haha. Toma eso, mi amigo=I'm an awesome, sexy girl who can speak a different language. Haha. Take that, my friend.

Ta ta for now!
~Lara