A/N.*points shaky finger at you in shock* O-ohh...my...U-usui...
*bawls* I LOVE YOU GUYS! *squeezes in hugs* Oh my gosh! So far, if you've seen the reviews for elligoat's 'Best Sisters Grimm Story of 2011', you'll see that FOR THE FIRST TIME WAS NOMINATED! Holy crown! That's...that's...gawsh, I cry too much (turn away from me for a second, lol)...
Okay, I'm well now. *wipes stray tear* As you can see, I am a big, fat, crybaby. Okay, I'm done being emotional. Anyways, I saw I was mentioned, so far, in 13 reviews (minus my good friend Blair's, that is)...My golly, I couldn't have wished for more amazing readers! And all you silents -my new name for the people who read, but don't review- *wags a finger* I see some of you have made your appearances by nominating me! XD You all are awesome. Just awesome. I mean, I hardly review anymore *ashamed look* but, I'm going to make a deal:
I most likely won't win, but if you guys are able to get me into the 'second round' of the contest, you don't even have to make me win the whole thing, but I will update five chapters (FIVE CHAPTERS?) in one week. Yeah. It probably will take a lot of energy out of me, but my Duke TIP thingamajig will be over by then, and...yup! I'm going to if you guys give me a big enough boost. So yeah-just making it to the second round is enough. XD But that'll be around Feb. 2nd (just because that's when Elli announces the winner ;3).
Before you read the chapter, if you can't handle OOC MS(and I mean more than he already is :3) between Daphne and MS, then skip the first...20 paragraph thingamabobs. Well, at least until you see "Ms. Grimm...Ms. Grimm, are you etc., etc., etc."
Here! Is! Chapter...21!
Chapter 21: Dream On
"Mr. Firay? I'm coming in," I called through the closed biology room door.
I opened it slowly, peering in. Mr. Firay was nowhere to be seen. I frowned slightly, walking further into the room.
"Mr. Firay?"
No response.
I walked towards the supply room. I reached out and grabbed the door handle slowly, pulling the door open. Suddenly, a hand shot out, grabbing my arm and pulling me into the supply room. The door was shut behind me quickly, and I felt myself being pushed against it.
I looked at Mr. Firay in surprise, my heart pounding heavily. "Y-you scared the heck out of me!"
He chuckled smoothly, his hands on either side of me. "Sorry to surprise you."
I nodded, and blushed, now realizing how close to me he was. He was barely a foot away. Mr. Firay smirked when he noticed my blush. He leaned in closer to me.
"I love it when you blush," he whispered, his lips at my ear. "It's very cute."
I caught my breath, my eyes widening. "Mr. Firay, are you feeling okay?"
He chuckled, pulling his head away slightly. His eyes smoldered.
"I don't know," he admitted. "Lately, I've been getting these urges..."
"What kind of urges?" I asked him quietly, my mouth dry.
"It'd be easier to show you than tell you," he responded, a smirk playing at his lips.
"H-how?" I asked, my eyes glued to his.
"Like this," he responded, leaning closer.
Mr. Firay gently pressed his lips against my neck, making me freeze. My eyes widened. What was he doing?
He slowly kissed up my neck, to my jaw line; following along that to the base of my ear and placed a kiss in the hollow beneath it. I shuddered, breathing out in a rush, and turning my head.
"Look at me, Daphne," he ordered.
I turned my head back again, staring into his eyes once more. My hazel against his blue. He smirked as he leaned closer once more. His face was only inches away, a few more inches and-
"Ms. Grimm...Ms. Grimm, are you paying attention? Ms. Grimm, wake up!"
I quickly sat up, looking around the room alertly. Mr. Firay was standing in front of my desk, an amused smirk on his face.
"Is my class so boring that you feel the need to sleep in it, Ms. Grimm?"
A few girls in the class giggled, and I blushed.
"S-sorry," I muttered, looking down at the floor.
Mr. Firay laughed and I felt him put a hand on my shoulder. "It's fine, just don't do it again."
My face grew hotter as I remembered what I had been dreaming about. I stared at the floor, shaking my head in disbelief. This had been the first dream I had of Mr. Firay. It was so embarrassing! And totally un-realistic. Dream on, Daphne, my inner voice scoffed at me.
"We're on page 223, Ms. Grimm," Mr. Firay told me, before going back to the front of the classroom.
I quickly flipped my book a few pages, still blushing slightly. It was weird having Mr. Firay call me by Ms. Grimm. I remembered he used to do that, but he had suddenly switched to calling me Daphne... I frowned slightly. When had he started calling me by my first name? I couldn't remember.
Class passed by quickly, and Mr. Firay let us back up ten minutes before the bell. I watched him curiously, wondering why he let the class off so early.
"Remember," Mr. Firay started, gathering the class' attention, "the field trip forms are due this Thursday if you want to go on the overnight beach trip Saturday. Make sure you get your parent or guardian to sign it for you. You don't want to miss out."
"Beach trip?" I repeated, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.
"I don't know what he's talking about either," a voice commented from beside me, sounding confused.
I jumped slightly and turned around to see Wendell towering over me. He grinned.
"Have a nice nap?"
"Shut up," I muttered.
"Are you going to be going?" a girl named Allie suddenly spoke up, directing her question towards Mr. Firay.
Mr. Firay smiled at her and shook his head. "No, only a limited amount of chaperones could go, and other teachers wanted to go more than me, so I let them."
My heart sank slightly. Mr. Firay wouldn't be going to the beach? It wouldn't be as fun without him...
I mentally slapped myself. What was I thinking? It didn't matter if Mr. Firay went to the beach or not. If I went on the trip, it'd be to have fun with my friends, not about hanging out with Mr. Firay.
"It won't be as fun without you," Allie complained.
Mr. Firay smiled slightly. "I'm sure it will be the same even if I don't go."
"Nu-uh!" Allie responded, pouting.
I grimaced in annoyance. If Mr. Firay did go, girls would surround him anyway.
The bell rang and I quickly closed my biology book, stuffing it into my backpack.
"I'm not waiting," Wendell informed me, walking away.
"You never do," I responded, rolling my eyes and remembering the countless times he's sprinted out of the classroom.
I hitched my backpack over my shoulder, making for the exit. I was the last one to leave, but before I reached the door, Mr. Firay stopped me.
"Daphne," he started, making me freeze.
Images of my dream came bursting into my head and I had to quickly shake them away, my cheeks faintly heating up.
I turned slowly, offering him a smile. "Yes, Matt?"
He raised an eyebrow. "We're in school, Daphne. Don't call me Matt."
I blushed when I realized my mistake. "I'm sorry, I-"
Mr. Firay chuckled. "No harm done. No one's around."
"What do you want?" I asked, getting straight to the point.
"To remind you to come to my room after school today...and while you're at it, bring me a snack from the school store."
"Can't you get one yourself?"
"I could," Mr. Firay responded, a smirk slipping onto his face, "but I don't want to."
I scowled. "I'm not getting you a snack."
"Really now?"
Mr. Firay moved away from his desk, walking over to me slowly. I stood my ground, staring at him determinedly. He stopped about a foot away from me.
"Hmm..."
I watched cautiously as Mr. Firay studied my face. He frowned slightly, raising his hand. I resisted the urge to take a step back. I shut my eyes quickly when he touched my face.
"This looks really bad," he commented quietly.
My eyes shot open and I stared at him. Where did that come from? Wasn't he going to blackmail me into getting him a snack? I watched him warily.
"It's not as bad as it looks," I told him, attempting to turn my head.
He held it in place, frowning at the bruise. "Have you iced it?"
I nodded. "For about two hours last night. What about yours?"
Mr. Firay smirked slightly. "Someone like me doesn't need to ice his wounds. I can suck it up."
I scowled at him. "You're such a-"
Suddenly, a loud noise filled the air. I was confused for a moment until I realized it was the bell. Mr. Firay dropped his hand and his smirk grew wider.
"You're late."
I glared at him. "Like I don't know that! Where's your class?"
"I don't have one this period," he told me, shrugging. "Now, I suggest you get going..."
"Can't have a late pass?" I begged.
"Are you going to get me a snack after school?" he responded, his eyes lighting up with amusement.
I scowled at him for a moment before sighing in defeat. "Fine."
He chuckled, walking back over to his desk. He grabbed one of the yellow slips of paper and began to write on it. When he finished, he gave me the piece of paper.
"You'd better hurry. I put the time that you left two minutes ago...you should almost be to your class by now..."
My eyes widened and I quickly turned and dashed out of his room and into the empty hallway. I sprinted down the hallway, hoping to reach my next class quickly.
I scowled to myself. Mr. Firay was such a jerk.
When the last bell sounded, signaling the end of the day, I slowly trudged my way to the school store. I didn't even know what Mr. Firay wanted! I stood in line for the store, frowning to myself.
Suddenly, there were a pair of arms around me, and a weight on my back. I staggered forwards a few steps, looking behind me to see Ariana. She grinned, still grinning onto me. "Yo!"
"What are you doing?" I asked, peeling her arms off me.
"I was gonna ask you the same thing, amiga," she responded, laughing.
"Buying food from the school store?" I responded, smiling slightly.
"I knew that, sabia que," Ariana said. "But you never buy food, comprar alimentos, from tienda Escolar, so it's weird."
"It's not for me," I responded with a sigh.
"Who is it for then?"
I opened my mouth to reply, but cut myself short. I couldn't tell Ariana who I was buying the food for. With that forbidden love idea of hers, she'd tease me about it for who knows how long. I grimaced slightly.
"Um, myself," I told her.
"Okay..." she responded, sounding confused. "Anyway! What are you doing right now? Do you want to go downtown, centro de la ciudad?"
I shook my head. "I have to stay after school."
"Why?"
I hesitated for a moment. "Detention..."
It wasn't a complete lie. What I was doing was basically detention. Well no, it was black mail, but I would never tell anyone that. And if I did, Mr. Firay would surely beat me up.
"For who?" Ariana asked, continuing her mini interrogation.
"Mr. Firay," I said with a sigh.
Ariana blanked for a moment, but then a huge smirk spread across her face. "Oh, really?"
"Yep."
"What did you do this time?"
"I, er...fell asleep in class," I told her.
Again, it wasn't exactly a lie. That could've gotten me a detention in another class, so why not Mr. Firay's?
"How could you fall asleep in that class?" Ariana gasped. "Surely even if the class was boring, just looking at Mr. Firay should keep you awake, muy despierto!"
I snorted. "You sound like a fan girl."
"He's cute," Ariana said with another smirk. "I can't help it."
"And what does Josh say about this?"
Ariana shrugged. "Josh doesn't care porque he knows Mr. Firay is too old for me."
"There you go."
"But he's not too old for you, para tu," Ariana continued, nudging me in the ribs with her elbow.
I rolled my eyes at her, entering the mini store. I searched the items quickly, deciding to get something for me too while I was here. I grabbed the bar of Kit-Kat calling my name, some chocolates, and a bag of gummy worms. For Mr. Firay, I decided on a bag of salt and vinegar chips. I smirked to myself; hardly anyone I knew besides myself liked this flavor of chips (of course, I had other favorites), and I hoped Mr. Firay didn't like them. He never told me specifically what to get, so it couldn't be helped if he got something he didn't like.
"Well you have fun with your detention," Ariana said, exiting the store with me. "And I want to hear about it esta noche."
I rolled my eyes. "There will be nothing to hear about."
Ariana smirked. "You never know."
I sighed, shaking my head. Ariana laughed, giving me a quick hug.
"Adios."
"See you tomorrow," I responded, waving once.
With the bag of salt and vinegar chips in my hand, I started down the first floor highway towards the science wing. When I reached Mr. Firay's hall, I felt my heartbeat begin to increase.
This was the first time I'd be completely alone with him with no one to interrupt us since Wendell made me confirm my feelings. I swallowed nervously.
Hopefully he wouldn't grab me by my collar again.
A/N. And, done! ^-^' Sorry I ended it there. You guys have no idea how long that took me, and how sorry I am that I didn't upload yesterday. If it turned out bad, let me rip out my hair and them I'll fix it. ^^ Anyways, thanks to those of you who were really patient with me (meaning all of you-I didn't get any hate messages so I'm happy!)!
Oh! And I found a new way of sending you messages without 'false updating'. I'll review my own story. And I will stick to this: Every single weekend (Sunday, Saturday, or Friday) I will post an anonymous review on this story saying sorry if I forget to update or if something comes up. Only then, though. Or if I have something important. XD
Umm, do I need to say anything else? Well, if you could, would you vote for me in Elli's 'Best Sisters Grimm Story of 2011'? You guys might want to nominate 'Daphne's Distraction', but unfortunately, that was published in 2010, so it doesn't count. So, vote for For the First Time? I'll love you guys anyways! ^^ But remember our deal *wags fingers* If I get into the next round-five chapters in one week!
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