A.N. So originally, you guys wouldn't of got an update until Monday, as I didn't have a computer of my own. I got one in the mail today (THANKS DAD!) and can do whatever I want with it. :D Including update my fic before I planned too! Heehee. ANYWAYS Punk is back! Hope you guys like this chapter. My reviews slipped last chapter, I only got 2! REVIEW PLEASE!

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Chapter Four

The hands on the clock ticked away at an agonizingly slow pace as Barbie sat at her desk, baby blues willing the clock to move faster. She could faintly hear Mr. Wight talking about the importance of literature in the establishing of society. He was a beast of a man with the gentlest heart you could imagine. His size followed a trend that seemed to overtake the entire school staff. Where they had found all of these gigantic, muscular men with teaching degrees wasn't something Barbie wanted to dwell on. Instead her mind was focused on a certain stranger.

The butterflies hadn't left her stomach since she'd gone to the mall with Laycool and met Serena. That same night she'd received a text from the older woman, saying that she hoped Barbie wouldn't mind but a friend of hers and her boyfriend were going to be with her on Monday. Barbie nearly squealed with delight upon reading the message and had quickly texted back: no worries! :). She hadn't slept all that much that night, which made staying up with the girls Sunday night difficult. Even Dean Winchester couldn't get her mind off of her Phil.

"All right guys," Mr. Wight started just as the final bell of the day sounded, "You lucked out today, no homework. We will finish these last few sections tomorrow. Quiz is always a possibility so review everything we already covered."

A few grumbles could be heard, but the class remained pretty calm as Barbie swept everything atop her desk into her bag. She fought the urge to run, not wanting to appear suspicious. Barbie was oddly paranoid about her peers thinking she was up to something. "Hey, Barbs, wait up!"

Barbie stopped mid-stride, baby blues meeting with a pair of dark browns, "Hey Nikki, what's up?"

"I just wanted to warn you about Maryse. I don't know what's crawled up her ass today but if you can avoid her, avoid her. So glad we don't have practice on Mondays. You know she slapped Dolph across the face today? It was,"

"I'm sorry Nikki, I really have to go. Thanks for the warning though, I knew something was up when she wasn't at lunch." Barbie smiled at her friend, who returned it with one of her own.

"Alright Barbs. I'll text you later. See ya!"

"Bye." With that Barbie easily made her way out of the building, she didn't even bother stopping at her locker. Michelle had offered to go along with her on Saturday, but Barbie had sweetly declined. She was already going to have major issues not looking stupid in front of Phil, she didn't need the added pressure of Michelle's eyes on her.

As Barbie walked down the path towards the willow tree, she had already caught sight of three figures sitting at the same table she'd sat at last Thursday. She could distinctly make out Phil's dark hair; the other two at the table didn't have any hair. Suddenly, the smaller bald figure turned around, her arm waving as Barbie approached. "Hey Barbie." Serena greeted, wearing a smile. "Luke, this is Barbie, Barbie, Luke. And you've already met Punk over here."

Punk? Serena had called him that last week too. "Hello." Barbie greeted uneasily, eyes looking over Luke. He was a big guy, who at first glance looked mean, but his eyes told her otherwise. Then her eyes went straight to Phil, hazel crashing with blue. It was a horrible cliché, but her heart skipped a beat.

"Hey there, Barbie doll." Phil grinned, hazel eyes full of mischief and something else Barbie couldn't place.

Barbie doll. Barbie usually hated the hell out of being called that, why not now? "You've got Serena inspired, prepare to be tortured." Luke teased, earning a playful smack from his girlfriend who was fiddling with her camera.

"Shut it Gallows." Serena warned before returning to her high-tech device.

"Don't mind them. They don't know how to act sometimes." Phil commented, patting the space beside him, "Might take her a bit, you are free to sit."

Did he rhyme that on purpose? Barbie appeared to be contemplating the offer, though inside she was doing cartwheels. It took her a moment but she finally sat down next to him, leaving a large gap between them. "How old are you?"

"Luke, seriously! You do NOT ask a lady that kinda question! I'm sorry Barbie, this ape can be so rude sometimes." Serena apologized.

"No, no," Barbie quickly started with a shake of her head, "It's okay, I'm obviously a kid compared to you guys. I'll be 18 next week."

"That's it?" Phil was teasing her, "I could of sworn you were only 15."

Barbie knew if the flaming hot feeling in her cheeks indicated anything it would be a scarlet blush. "Well if I'm 15 you must be 40."

"Ouch!" Luke laughed. "I told you to shave, man." He was grinning at Phil.

"If I'm 40 that must make me a predator then." The hazel eyed man countered, clearly enjoying the reaction he was getting from Barbie.

Serena seemed to catch Barbie's unbelievably red face because she interjected, "All right, I got this thing ready. Barbie, will you go sit under that tree? I'm gonna snap a couple of practice shots." Barbie didn't know it but Serena was quite glad she was so flushed. It would really add to the drama of the photographs.

When Barbie moved to her spot under the tree, she was trying her hardest to ignore Phil's eyes as they bore into her. He'd been flirting with her! Barbie was sure of it. "Okay Barbie, now just kind of relax, tilt your head a little and look at something. Try to look longing."

How was she supposed to do that? Brushing her long hair out of her face Barbie looked for something to concentrate on, baby blues immediately falling on the very person she was trying to avoid eye contact with. "That's perfect Barbie, keep it up." Serena's smile was all over her voice.

The click of the camera was very distant in Barbie's mind. Her chest felt tight and her breath was hitched. What was up with her? She didn't even know this guy, and yet, already she was crushing, and hard at that. Barbie couldn't tear her eyes off of Phil who had his own eyes locked with hers. He wore a half smirk, but if Barbie was closer she would have seen a look in his eyes that mirrored her own. "Wow Barbie! You did great!" Serena's voice cut through her haze, breaking the 'moment' she was having. "Hey Punk, want to help me out for a couple shots. Go sit down with Barbie, I want to see how it will look." Serena's voice left no room for argument. That usually wouldn't stop Phil from protesting, but before Barbie knew it her knee was nearly touching him.

Barbie's baby blues found him to be rather close as she caught his hazel. "I'm pretty sure I've said this already, but I don't bite."

"Are you sure about that?" The words left her lips before she even knew what they were, her face fire the second she realized it.

"Never on the first date, anyways." The smirk he wore completely melted Barbie into a puddle of mush, the click of the camera going totally unnoticed.

"He is killing that poor kid." Luke mused as he came up behind his working girlfriend.

"I think she's enjoying it. I haven't seen Punk this obviously into someone since Beth."

"She's young."

"I was 16 when you took me out that first time."

"I also knew you for a whole lot longer."

"Shut it Luke, I'm working here." Serena finally bit out, her boyfriend smirking in his obvious victory. It wasn't often he got one over on his spitfire. "These pictures are going to be awesome!" Serena declared, snapping a few more, before declaring the shoot done.

Barbie was a good ten shades darker then she had been when she'd first sat under the giant willow. Though she found herself getting a little more comfortable with her tattooed god. She looked up as his hand was offered. There was no hesitance as she took it, Phil easily pulling her to her feet. Their hands remained together a few seconds longer then needed. "Thank you."

"Anytime Barbie doll." That smirk that liquefied her insides was back. She hated this man for what he did to her.

"Thanks for doing this Barbie. I knew you would be perfect." Serena gushed as she came up on the blonde and her friend, Luke right with her.

"You're welcome Serena. I had fun." Barbie smiled, stealing a sideways glance at the man who still stood oddly close to her.

"I'll call you when I get them developed." Serena continued, "We were planning on grabbing a bite after this, you're welcome to join us."

Barbie wished she could, though he lit her up like a Christmas tree, she'd jump at the chance to spend more time with Phil. "I'd like to but I've got to head home, my sister is going to start wondering where I am."

Something flashed in Serena's eyes, "Oh I get that. My sister was like that too." Barbie saw the way Luke tensed next to his girlfriend, one of his large hands gently closing over the small girls shoulder. Serena smiled but it seemed forced, "Thanks again Barbie."

Barbie's heart went out to the other girl. "It was an honor." She smiled her signature smile and the light came back to Serena's eyes. "It was nice meeting all of you."

"You too Barbie." Serena said honestly, leaning back into her boyfriend.

"You're a good kid." Luke nodded.

"I'm going to look forward to seeing you again Barbie." Phil grinned, igniting Barbie once more.

She played it brave. "Me too Phil." The smirk on Serena's face went completely unnoticed by both Phil and Barbie, who seemed more interested in each other than anything else.

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