Chapter 7: Take Chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Magic School Bus or any of the related characters. The Magic School Bus series is created by Joanna Cole and Bruce Degen and owned by Nelvana. This entire story is a work of fanfiction and is meant for entertainment purposes only. I am not making a profit from this story.

Notes: It's time to get messy ;)

11:15pm

Dorothy Ann felt Carlos tighten his grip on her hand as he led her out of the club room and into the corridor where some guys who had just arrived blatantly checked her out. He took her into the library and slammed the door shut. It looked like the concert area had only been completely refurbished. The rest of the house was just remodeled with each room retaining its original purpose.

"Are you okay DA?" he asked with concern.

"I'm fine. That guy didn't even lay a hand on me. I could have just told him to buzz off myself," she grumbled.

"Well maybe if you hadn't come here in the first place, that wouldn't have even happened," Carlos fired back.

"Oh, so I'm not allowed to have fun without you supervising me?"

"All ages club events in general are dangerous. It's a good thing the Frizz is here. What if someone roofied your drink?"

"That's why I purchased a sealed water bottle only. I'm not of age to drink alcohol anyways, although Keesha, Phoebe and Wanda had some earlier."

"That's my girl," Carlos sighed in relief, pulling her into a tight embrace and running his fingers through her hair. Dorothy Ann closed her eyes and inhaled his musky scent. She loved Carlos' warm hugs. They always made her feel safe and secure, like everything was right in the world.

Too bad it wasn't.

Coming to her senses, she shoved him off and placed her hands on her hips.

"Since when am I yours? You've never confessed your feelings to me, taken me out on a date or asked me to be your girlfriend," she glared at him.

"I take you out on dates every week," Carlos said defensively.

"But we've never made anything official. As far as I'm concerned, you and I have always been just friends. I'm not yours, I'm a free agent," she firmly stated.

"Since when have you not been mine? I've been taking care of you since middle school, when you went up a cup size and began attracting unwanted attention from other guys - sometimes even teachers - at our school!" Carlos argued.

"Excuse me?!" Dorothy Ann said indignantly.

"I pay for your movie tickets and meals. I study with you. I'm your confidant whenever you're feeling low. We spend time together nearly 24/7 minus sleeping, which we won't be doing much of once we start college and have more privacy," Carlos suggestively smirked.

"Are you trying to say that you've only been nice to me this whole time because you wanted to get in my pants!" Dorothy Ann shrieked.

"Of course not. We've had this special connection since we were in Ms. Frizzle's class. Don't tell me you haven't noticed. I know you have. I've seen the way you look at me during study hall and at my basketball practices. You've got it just as bad as I do," Carlos said thickly, caressing her cheek and causing her breath to hitch.

He was right. She did.

"Come on DA. Let me take you home. Then, we can go out for brunch in the morning to celebrate the end of exam week," Carlos smiled, gently taking her hand into his and turning around to leave the library.

'How can he be so calm?' Dorothy Ann wondered.

Wait a minute. Of course he can. He was just stating the present conditions of their relationship. He wasn't displaying any emotional vulnerability towards her.

Because he still hadn't said those three crucial words.

"Like hell I'm leaving with you Carlos Ramón!" Dorothy Ann shouted, wrenching her hand away.

"Now what?" he asked with visible annoyance on his face.

"I'm not easy like those other girls in our grade who you've undoubtedly had your way with," she declared.

"What?! No, I've never-" he began.

"I came here for observational purposes and to have a good time with the girls, so I'm not leaving until my research is complete," she firmly said.

"I have no idea what "research" you're talking about, but I can't stand the way some of the guys here are behaving so I'm taking you home right now," Carlos growled.

"You're not the boss of me," Dorothy Ann hissed.

"Oh yeah?"

"YEAH!"

With that, Dorothy Ann ran over to the nearest bookcase and started chucking the books from the shelves at Carlos. He tried catching the first few, but quickly became overwhelmed and ducked behind an armchair. Dorothy Ann increased her momentum and as soon as the shelf was empty, she bailed. Victory!

After a few seconds of radio silence, Carlos tentatively peeked out from behind the sofa, wondering what else Dorothy Ann was going to throw in his direction. He was shocked to find himself alone in the room.

She was loco if she thought he would let her go so easily. By the end of the night, she would be his. That was a promise.

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Dorothy Ann raced down the carpeted corridor towards the entrance of The Sound Museum. Upon seeing the same seedy boy who hit on her earlier loitering outside, she immediately backtracked. She didn't want to be anywhere near him as she tried to book a rideshare.

Dorothy Ann quickly ducked into a corridor to think. She couldn't go back into the club room. Carlos was able to find her like a needle in a haystack earlier. She had to think of a place where she could wait until she was sure that creepy guy wasn't lurking outside. Maybe somewhere with a window overlooking the porch?

The bedroom! When she was in Ms. Frizzle's class, they had spent the night here before their recital the next day. It was on the second floor, so it provided her with a lookout too. After checking that the coast was clear, she quickly tiptoed up the stairs, hoping they wouldn't creak. Once she reached the top, she paused to decide which corridor to take. Left, straight, right...

"Looking for someone cariño?"

Dorothy Ann jumped in fright and spun around to see Carlos standing a couple of feet behind her on the staircase. His lean arms were gripping each bannister as he smugly regarded her. She was horrified that he had found her, but what was even more alarming was that her panties had dampened.

She liked it.

"You said that you're not easy, well neither am I. I'm not giving up on you DA. This is your last chance to come with me. We don't even have to leave. We can go back to the club room to dance. But I'm staying by your side this time, so no creeps try to make a move on you," Carlos solemnly said, offering her his hand. Dorothy Ann hesitantly lowered her gaze to his hand. It would be so easy to take it and accept things as they were.

"No. I refuse to give my heart to someone who can't tell me how they really feel in the simplest terms."

"How much clearer could I possibly be?"

"It's not rocket science Carlos!"

"Ugh, sometimes you're so confusing DA!" Carlos shouted in exasperation. He took a few deep breaths before continuing.

"Fine, you had your chance. Now we do things my way. Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to count backwards from ten, to give you a head start. Once I hit zero, I'm going to go look for you. If I don't find you, you walk free. I won't bother you ever again after we graduate," Carlos explained. Dorothy Ann could hear the pain in his voice as he uttered that last part.

"What happens if you do find me?" She warily asked.

"Not if. When I find you, I'm making you mine for real. It's end game time and you're the final boss," he said as he slowly advanced up the stairs.

"Okay, now you're not making any sense. Please explain it to me in plain English," she sighed, frustrated by the gaming vocabulary he was using. Carlos rolled his eyes.

"Alright then. In this version of hide and seek, when I catch you, I'll fuck you. Is that clear enough, DA?" Carlos's eyes carefully watched her reaction as he calmly spoke.

She stared in stunned silence at him. Did her best friend seriously want to play a children's game that ended in adult activities? A small part of her felt like laughing. But in reality, she knew that this wasn't just a kids' game and Carlos wasn't just a friend anymore. There was much more at stake here, specifically her virginity and the future of their relationship.

Her gaze lingered on his strong arms and the way his shirt stretched across the muscles of his torso. Then it wandered further down towards his groin, where the crotch of his pants were starting to tent. She realized with horror that her own body was responding to his arousal, as more slick soaked her panties and her breathing became labored.

Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one who noticed this. Carlos' eyes widened when he saw that his words were turning her on.

"You'd like that wouldn't you, DA? For me to pin your arms down and fill your wet pussy with my hard cock? Relentlessly driving into you while you scream my name until your voice becomes hoarse," Carlos purred. A soft moan escaped Dorothy Ann's lips at his salacious words.

"Run DA. Ten...nine...eight...," Carlos began counting.

Dorothy Ann didn't need to be told twice. She sprinted down the corridor as fast as she could on her shaky legs. Damn him for making her feel aroused beyond belief and then like a gym student all over again! P.E. was never her strongest subject and Carlos was on the basketball team. The winner of their little game was fairly clear, but she wasn't one to give up. As Ms. Frizzle always said, it was time to take chances, make mistakes, get messy!

In a panic, she ran into the first bedroom she saw and slammed the door shut. It was the students' bedroom with eight single beds lined up in a row against the wall. She found it! This was where they slept when they spent the night at The Sound Museum. She lightly trailed her fingertips against the headboard of the last bed in the row. It had been Carlos' bed and hers was the one beside it. She still had fond memories of that night when the whole class was trying to help him fix his instrument. She was relieved that their efforts hadn't gone to waste. The recital was a huge success.

"Zero!"

Oh shit! She had to find a hiding spot quickly. She looked at the adjacent wall and realized that there was another door leading to an adjoining room. She quietly opened and closed it. When she looked around, she saw that it was the teacher's bedroom where Ms. Frizzle had stayed that night. It appeared to be vacant now. Ms. Frizzle had probably taken Cornelia's old room when she inherited the building.

Dorothy Ann heard Carlos kick open the door to the students' room. He was close by! She dove under the bed to hide and waited with bated breath for him to go back into the corridor.

No such luck.

A few moments later, the door to the teacher's room flew open as well. Dorothy Ann covered her mouth with her hands so he wouldn't hear her squeak.

"Hmmm I wonder where you're hiding? I know you're in here. I can smell your scent in the air. Cherry and vanilla, my favorite combination," Carlos' voice dripped with satisfaction as he locked the door behind him.

'He can smell my shampoo?' Dorothy Ann realized in astonishment.

As soon as the thought left her mind, she felt a pair of large hands firmly grip her ankles and swiftly drag her out from under the bed. She rolled over and yelped when she saw Carlos victoriously grinning down at her. He hauled her over his shoulder, holding her legs still while she pounded her fists against his back. Then, he stood up and unceremoniously dumped her onto the bed.

She propped her elbows up to regain her balance and glared at him as he loomed over her body, looking at her as though she was a feast.

"Hola mi amor! Gracias for finding the bedroom. This mattress should make things more comfortable," Carlos beamed as he used his right hand to carefully brush her hair away from her face so he could appraise his catch. Then, he started to gently massage her tense shoulders and trail tender kisses along the side of her neck.

"Still no real kiss huh? You're just going to take my v card like it's a prize to be won and then ditch me for sorority girls in the fall," she bitterly said with tears welling in her eyes.

"Wha-what?! Do you seriously believe this is going to be a one-time thing?" he asked incredulously.

"I don't know what else it could mean to you," she tearfully replied.

"Damn it DA! I want to be your first, last and only," he cried, squeezing her shoulders.

"And I don't want to be another notch on your proverbial belt!" she sobbed.

"You obviously won't be because I'm a freaking virgin too!" he yelled, his cheeks turning pink with embarrassment.

"You're a what? No way! You're hot, smart and on the basketball team," she shook her head in disbelief.

"Thanks mi amor," he smugly said.

"Ugh you know I get confused when you switch to Spanish," she griped.

"It means my love," was his soft reply.

"And why would you call me that?" she breathed apprehensively.

"Because I love you DA. I've been in love with you for almost ten years. Why do you think I always spend time with you and want to make things between us official? Now, will you please let me make love to you? I'm having a hard time restraining myself here," he pleaded.

"Carlos!" she tried to admonish him.

"No pun intended. I'm serious DA, you're killing me," Carlos groaned, resting his forehead against hers so she could see the pent up sexual frustration in his hazel eyes.

Dorothy Ann stared up at the infuriating man who had captured her heart a long time ago. She felt relieved that he wasn't the player she framed him to be. She was happy their first time would be special for both of them. And now that he had properly confessed his feelings, it could happen.

"I love you too Carlos. I've always been yours. Yes, I consent to us making love. But, if I remember correctly, I believe you said that you wanted to fuck me earlier," Dorothy Ann said mischievously. Carlos' eyes flashed with lust and his hands migrated from her shoulders to her forearms to press them into the mattress.

"You asked for it cariño. Tell me if it's too much."

"I think I know how to handle you by now."

"If you say so..."

Carlos' mouth descended onto hers and his tongue traced the seam of her lips. She parted her lips and let him explore inside her mouth. It was a bit clumsy for a first kiss, but so sincere that Dorothy Ann found herself enjoying Carlos' ravenous behavior. This really was a long time coming - pun intended.

When they parted for air, Dorothy Ann impatiently pushed off his unbuttoned collared shirt and started unzipping his chinos. Carlos hurriedly pulled off his t-shirt and kicked off his pants. Standing before her in nothing but his black briefs, she couldn't help but swallow hard when she saw his athletic physique.

"Like what you see?" he teased, as he undid the halter tie around her neck and helped her shimmy out of her dress. His eyes roved over her body clad in nothing but a strapless lacy bra and bikini cut underwear.

"Like what you see?" she playfully echoed.

"Hell yes," he hoarsely groaned, leaning down for another passionate kiss while he fumbled with the clasp of her bra. She leaned up to help him. Once it came undone, he tossed the lingerie aside so only their underwear was separating them now.

"You are so beautiful," Carlos breathed in wonder, staring at her bare breasts. As if on instinct, he buried his face between them and nuzzled her cleavage. Then, he turned his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth and gently suckle on it.

"Yes, more, harder!" Dorothy Ann breathlessly moaned. Carlos began roughly flicking his tongue across her nipple and then switched to the other one. While he did that, his right hand made its way towards her drenched underwear to slide it off.

"Fuck DA, you're so wet for my cock," Carlos groaned, releasing her nipple with a pop. His index finger rubbed back and forth against the slit of her dripping pussy.

"Please Carlos," Dorothy Ann begged.

"Si cariño," Carlos assured her, as he dipped one finger between her folds and tried to find her clit.

"Ooh right there," Dorothy Ann confirmed. He began quickly flicking his finger against the spot she identified.

"It feels good, but nothing is happening yet," she whined in frustration.

"Let's give it a bit more time. Statistically, it takes women longer to orgasm than men," Carlos suggested before going back to suckle her breasts. A few moments later, Dorothy Ann felt a tightening sensation in her nether regions from the combined stimulation.

"I-I think I'm cumming," she stuttered as her vaginal walls began to flutter and release more slick.

"I think so too. You're wetter than before," Carlos happily noted. He proudly lay down beside her as she caught her breath. The room went silent again for a brief moment until Carlos heard her shuffle forward and saw her pull down his briefs.

"Fuck DA," Carlos groaned, throwing his head back as Dorothy Ann's mouth engulfed his thick, hard cock. When her tongue tentatively flicked across the tip, he could take no more and pulled her off.

"Was I doing something wrong?" she worriedly asked.

"No, it felt amazing. But, I was close to cumming and I want to finish in your pussy, not your mouth," Carlos explained as he grabbed the t-shirt he'd worn under his collared shirt and laid it underneath her bottom so they wouldn't mess the bedspread.

"O-oh!"

"I'm going to use my fingers first," he said cautiously, sliding his index finger inside with ease. When she nodded, he added a second finger. Her face contorted into a grimace.

"That hurts a little," she admitted. "But, I want to keep going."

"Okay, here it comes," Carlos warned. He tore open the condom Ralphie gave him and slid it on before slowly easing his cock into her until it reached the hilt.

"Ow the stretching is making it sting a lot. It's a good thing I came earlier. It would've hurt more than it is now," Dorothy Ann winced.

"I'm sorry," Carlos apologized. He wished he could do something to help her. Her pussy felt like heaven. She was so tight and wet. He wanted to stay inside her all night. But he knew it would feel much better for both of them if he started moving.

"It's okay to move now," she gave him the green light. He slowly began thrusting, gradually increasing his pace and finding a rhythm they both enjoyed. After a while, he climaxed with a harsh shudder, followed by Dorothy Ann again. As they caught their breath, he pulled out and her slick sprayed onto the t-shirt he had tucked beneath them. Then, he removed the condom, knotted the top and tossed it onto his jeans. He would have to dispose of it in a public garbage bin later so Ms. Frizzle and his parents wouldn't become aware of their activities.

"Was that okay?" he whispered to Dorothy Ann as they cuddled.

"It was more than just okay Carlos," she blissfully replied leaning up to give him a peck. He fervidly kissed her back, relieved that he could make her feel good during their first time. He would never forget this night.

"Can I finally call you my girlfriend now?"

"Affirmative."

Notes: I hope my A/B/O didn't show too much. Don't forget to practice safe sex kids! Only three chapters left. Coming up next - Janet's interlude featuring…TIM :)