A/N: Hello reviewers. Just to let you know, this isn't a new story but a story that I started with Director of Dreams, formerly on her account. She asked me to put it on my account. She's an awesome writer, I say you check out her other stories, especially if you're a Percy Jackson Fan. 'People Meeting Percabeth' and 'Changed'. Besides that, read on and enjoy this story!

I'm-

Oh um sorry. When Puck was running passed me he pushed me over when I was writing the first sentence. So, what was I going to say? Oh right. I'm Sabrina Grimm, and I have to write in this dumb journal. I skipped the ten pages that were after the Everafter war. It's just so horrible looking at them. Because this here journal was collecting dust on the shelves, and Granny wanted it in her collection box of Grimm journals, I have to finish this one. So I'll just write a bunch of waste timing things here because I honestly can't think of much that happened after the war ended.

First thing, my age. Well, the war ended around the year 2011 B.C. Just kidding, actually 2012, and that was four years ago. Now can you guess my age? Next my look. I have blonde hair, like my dad, and blue eyes. And I'm stubborn and, like my mom, it's kind of hard for me to forgive someone who did something bad to me or people I care about.I pretty much looked the same since I was eleven. I guess it's because I'm an Everafter no. Don't tell ANYONE... oh wait you can't... now I'm talking to a book, that's great. I'm still growing though, I'm uncertain why.

So that's how I look, what happened a year ago, what else to describe? This is my first time keeping a journal, except when I was five, but what I called a diary was a book with pictures and rainbows and "secrets" like, OMG, I took a second cookie at snack time! I think that was Daphne's diary actually...

We hadn't had a detective case in ages, so I got a break from that, but I don't get break from work. I had to go to the new Ferryport Landing High School that Mayor White had built. It's actually not bad. I mean, it's a school with mean teachers, mean kids, some nice people, and homework, but it's what I wanted. To go to a dull school where I can pass notes with some of my friends during monotonous classes. Yeah, Puck still gets shocked when I say that word, but it's true. I made friends. I complain a lot about going to school still, but it's way better than knowing some kids are really hairy monsters and are planning to attack. The bullies stay clear away from me too, which is good.

Nothing too important has been happening so far. Or yet. Why do I feel something's going to happen then? Must be a hallucination, I'm still paranoid when I remember watching a pumpkin's head get cut off. And sadly, that actually did happen. Right now, I have to help Daphne with homework, she's screaming like a banshee. So um, how exactly do I say bye to a journal? Oh right, that dumb closing thing.

Love, Sabrina Grimm


EWWW. You call this a book? Gros. At the moment Grimm is with Marshmellow. I just stol this to see if she wrote about how hot I was. Anyways, Grimm forgot to mention that I go to the same high school as SHE does! Not 'cuz I'm her bodyguard (which I still think I am) But because the old lady said "I have to learn." Like I care. Shakespeare taught me all I needed to know! But I hate Spelling, I only know Old English spelling! Whatever, none of you need me to write Sonnet 1 right now, which I'm quite proud that I know it by heart.

And- friends? HA! I'm reading this boring junk as I'm writing you see. And I'm only adding dots at the end of each sentence because I like marking things. Oh yeah, and at school I'm SOOOO popular! I have four BFFS! Eww, that sounded gay, I meant to say I have four budies that I joke around with and we throw spitballs at the teachers! It's very entertaining.

Two girls are crushing on me. You know who? Grimm's so called friends. Oh gross, now I'm writing correct English, dumb hormones. It's something the puberty disease is doing, you see. I mean, I think the two girls are crushing on me. One of them attacks with her purse covered in flowers, and the other whacks me in the head with her black leather gloves. But isn't that how girls get a guy's attention?

Crap, Grimm's coming back. Let's see- oh that's how you say bye.

From, Puck, aka The Trickster King, juvenile delinquent, Prince of Loafers-

Not in Journal now happening in reality

"Puck! What did I tell you? Stay out of my room!" Sabrina yelled. She shoved him out as he muttered, "I was only checking..." and smacked the door shut.