REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 9/P. 1: Let's Define This (MARKLE)

~Hey BMW/GMW family! Let's get the ball rolling...I've got some very interesting stuff coming up next. Stay tuned! :) Don't run away! I'll keep updating until I run out of ideas so...

Maya fell asleep in class for the tenth time today. Mr. Matthews always had a way of lulling everyone to sleep, minus Farkle and Riley. Riley was too occupied with making googly eyes at her boyfriend, Lucas.

"Hey, sleepy-head...Maya..." Farkle poked Maya on the neck. "Wake up." She didn't budge. "Okay..." Farkle leaned in and kissed her head. "Wakey wakey!"

"Farkle, what did I say about public displays of affection? Not appropriate in class...Maya, wake up. Pay attention." Cory had had enough of all the tomfoolery. He grabbed a ruler and struck the desk in front of Maya.

She jumped. "I'm up. I'm up. Geez."

"You awake? Good. If you fall asleep again, that's detention for the fifth time this week...That's like every day this week. That's some kind of a record, I swear."

"Hey Maya...Did you dream of me? Was it a nice dream?" Farkle wasn't very good at whispering. Everyone stared and snickered.

Maya's face turned a shade of crimson red. She hid her face behind her textbook. "Tone it down, K? Not cool." She rolled her eyes. Farkle gave a confused expression, but didn't say anything more until after class.

*Rrring Rrring*

"Alright class. See you next week! Enjoy your weekend! Maya, Farkle, stay." Cory said.

Both hesitantly came up to the front of the classroom.

"Remember how many strikes you get before I call your parents?" Cory stood crossing his arms, obviously displeased.

"Three..." Farkle stated.

"And do you remember how many each of you have? Maya, answer this one for me."

Maya sighed in annoyance. "I'm at three. Farkle's at two."

"And Maya, technically this is round four of your three strikes. We've just been going in circles, spinning our wheels. I've been very patient with you. Now I have to call Shawn." Cory reached for his phone.

"NO! Please don't! Make me mop the floors or something, but don't call Shawn...I couldn't handle one more of his lectures. He already has a death grip on me."

"Well, it seems you haven't internalized the lessons we've tried to teach you, haven't you?"

"I guess...What about Farkle? It's not all about me."

"Way to throw me under the bus, Maya." Farkle took a step away from her, feeling betrayed.

"I'm getting there..." Cory stated. "Farkle, enough with the PDA. I know you two are a 'thing' now, but we can't be flaunting it during class, got it?"

"Yes Sir. I will be more careful."

"Good. You may go...Farkle. Maya...stay."

Maya reached for her backpack and was headed out the door, ignoring Cory's instructions.

"Hey! What did I say? Maya! Three...Two...Okay, I'm calling Shawn." Cory reached for his cell phone.

"Don't you dare!" Maya jumped on Cory's back and swatted at the phone.

"Maya, what's wrong with you? Get off of him!" Farkle said, annoyed. Maya complied, surprised at Farkle's serious tone.

"What crawled up your panties and laid an egg?" Maya jeered.

"Really? First of all...I'm getting really tired of how you treat me. It's just like how you treat 'uncool' people like Mr. Matthews."

"Hey, I take offense at that." Cory said, as he was getting ready to leave.

"I don't treat you different...What do you mean?" Maya asked.

"THAT's the problem, Maya. I thought we were a boyfriend and girlfriend. Aren't you supposed to treat me different...like better? You seem ashamed of me."

"I'm not at all ashamed of you, dude." Maya scoffed at the thought.

"Then why don't you ever hold hands with me in the halls or sit with me at lunch? You only come to me when you need something or when you're bored because Riley and Lucas are ignoring you. THEN you come over to my house. That's it. I can't date someone who doesn't love me or prioritize me." Farkle sat on top of one of the desks.

Maya stood in silence for a minute. Nothing but the ticking of the clock could be heard.

"So? You gonna answer or?" Farkle pleaded.

"Come here, Mister Sparkle. Let's take this outside." Maya said, grabbing his hand.

"Hey, that's the one thing I wanted secret between us. C'mon." Farkle sighed as he unlocked his fingers from Maya's and huffed away.

"Bye, Cory! Thanks for not tattle-tailing! C'mon, Farkle, it was just a joke...wait up!" Maya began to run after Farkle, but Cory stopped her one last time. "That's Mr. Matthews to you, kid. This ain't over...I will be coming up with a consequence for you. Your actions will catch up with you." Cory held an intense glare and pointed at Maya as he walked out. Maya ignored it.

Maya grabbed Farkle's hand again and led him to the front steps where groups of students were waiting to be picked up. She planted a loud smooch on his mouth, almost making him pass out from lack of oxygen. "Would an ashamed girlfriend do that?"

Farkle blushed. Without a word, he returned the favor.

"MAYA. Get over here now!" Shawn's voice carried across the campus, making all the students stop what they were doing.

"Oh no...He saw that. Guess I'd better get going...I love you..." In a hushed tone, she added, "...Mister Sparkle." Maya gave him a peck on the cheek.

Farkle stood staring at her as she walked toward Shawn's car. His thoughts were going a mile a minute. She said that? She said she loved me? What??? And I just stood there, saying nothing...What a dweeb. I can't...wow.

Maya got into the car, ready for a lecturing.

"I don't want to see you with that kid, Maya. He's bad news, after everything that has happened. Why don't you ever respect me?" Shawn said.

Maya gave him a look of exasperation.

Shawn realized this was a bad time for a lecture and that she probably needed a break. "Fine...That's all I'm gonna say. I dropped it...Just..."

"Shush." Maya looked off into the distance. "It was just a kiss."

"Okay...okay."