Hello peeps! In this story Sabrina is 16 and Daphne is 12. And sadly (sniffles) I do not (cries) Sisters Grimm. All rights go to (growls) Michael Buckley.

Sabrina's P.O.V-

I fingered a strand of my -used-to-be- blonde hair. It is now red. That is, thanks to Puck. Man, is he annoying. You'd think at the age of 16 he would've grown out of his pranks. Not likely. He's definitely grown, he's almost a whole head taller than me now, but no way has he grown out of pranks. I vented to my journal as I sat on my bed. Red and Daphne sat on the ground next to me playing a card game. "Ha! I win!" I jumped as Daphne yelled and pumped her fist in the air. Red growled. "Again."

I watched Daphne deal another hand of cards when Puck burst into my room. "I need you to go out with me." I stared at him blankly while Daphne squealed and bit her palm and Red raised her eyebrows. "Um, why?" I asked confused as to why he needed me to go out with him. He huffed and started pacing at the end of my bed. "It's Jake. He said I could never get a girl!" Daphne laughed. "That's because you can't." Puck glared at her but kept talking to me. "So, I told him that I could and we made a little bet. If I could get a girl to go out with me then he will not shower for a month." I scrunched up my face in disgust. "And why would you want that?" Puck rolled his eyes. "Because it would be hilarious! And if I can't then I have to shower everyday for a month." He grimaced and shivered. "And what makes you think that I will go out with you?" I asked. "I need to win this bet! And you owe me." I rolled my eyes. "What did you ever do for me? Besides changing my hair color!" I gestured to my bright red hair. "Ugh! I am insulted! I have saved your life many-a-times!" I growled but didn't argue. No matter how much I didn't want him to be right, he was. "Well, you can forget it stinkpot I'm not going out with you." I returned to my journal.

"Fine" He said throwing his hands in the air. "If you do this for me I won't prank you for a week." I raised an eyebrow. "Make it three and you've got a deal." He glared at me and spat, "Fine. Three weeks. No pranks. You do realize that that will be torture for me, right?" I smiled. "Exactly."

I know, kinda short but I will update... that is if you REVIEW! First reviewer gets a virtual hug and smiley face! Yeeeehhh!