Hey ya'll! Okay, this story is based on Meg Ryan and Tom Hank's You've Got Mail. I LOVE that movie!

I plan to make this long, but I warn you. This fanfic may or may not have long breaks in between chapters, because school is starting...NOO-OOO.

Anyways, Puckabrina! Oh and they're about 25 here. Pretty old, yeah. But there's a purpose for everything!

Sabrina Grimm yawned as her eyes opened to greet the new morning, she sat up and stretched. She walked over to the bathroom and turned the faucet/tap on. She ran her hands through the water and washed her face, immediately freshened.

She heard her apartment door open, "Who is it?" she asked.

"It's your boyfriend!" a voice rang out. Sabrina dried her face and ran out of the bathroom, she ran to the door and saw a familiar blonde smiling at her.

"Greg!" she yelled, hugging him.

He hugged back but let go of her soon, "Hey Brina, have you seen my PDA? I'm late for work and my boss will fire me if I don't get there by 7:30!"

Sabrina looked at the clock, it was already 7:15. "Oh Greg! Your PDA's on my dinner table", Greg ran over immediately, "Hey, speaking of dinner. Where's that special night-out you promised me?"

Greg turned around with his PDA and faced Sabrina with her hands on her hips, "Sorry Brina, I promise I'll take you out tonight! Sushi?" he asked, when Sabrina went to the bathroom.

"Sushi!" yelled Sabrina.

As soon as she heard the door click shut, she went out of the bathroom and ran over to the door; peeking into the door-hole. In seeing that he was way past the stairs, she peeked through

the curtains and saw that he was indeed on his way to work, she punched the air and ran over to her laptop, turning it on and waiting impatiently for it to stop loading. She clicked her tongue and waited.....

When her laptop stopped loading, she immediately started signing in on her e-mail. She typed in her username and password, "Welcome WorkingGirl247" said the laptop.

"Thank-you" mumbled Sabrina as she clicked her way towards her inbox, she had one new email from NY492.

"Yay..." she clicked on it and read it...

To: WorkingGirl247

From: NY492

Subject: Anette

Anette is my cat. Yes, I have a cat. We are very much similar, we both love going out and exploring the wonders of the Big Apple. We both love eating, the only difference is...

she eats mice and birds while I eat hotdogs and fried chicken. It is rather disgusting but you learn to get used to it after a week or three. Another big difference between us is,

our daily schedule. This is mine: I wake up, eat breakfast, prepare for work, spend 8 hours a day in work and then eat dinner and sleep. This is Anette's: she wakes up, eats, sleeps throughout

the whole day and then eat. Her activities usually happen during night-time. And it's rather freaky, imagine having to go to the toilet and finding two glowing eyes prowling around your living room on your way.

Especially during winter, she stays by the fire all day. Don't you love winter and Christmas? There's something about the happiness and giving that makes me want to make snowballs and just randomly throw them to anyone.

Now don't get me wrong, but it makes me happy and I give people SOMETHING. I want to give something to you too, do you like snowballs? Because, if I knew your name and address...I would send a bouquet of snowballs.

The only problem is, it'll suffer under my urge of throwing them to random people, before I get to you. What about you? What do you love about winter?

Sabrina looked outside the window and saw a mother dragging her child along the sidewalk, she smiled and pressed the 'Reply' button to start composing her message...

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Puck looked outside the window of his apartment as he sipped on his orange juice. He stroked the head of his cat before she ran off to devour an unfortunate mouse.

He finished his juice and looked over the newspaper, "HONEY!!!" yelled a voice.

"YEAH?" he knew that voice, it was the voice of his girlfriend, Lois.

"Is the coffee machine turned on? I'm late for work!" she yelled. Puck groaned and pressed the button.

"Is it on?"

"Yup!" replied Puck. Lois came over and groaned when she realised that her coffee wasn't done yet. She leaned against the counter and rubbed her hands.

"So what's on today?" asked Puck, hoping to relax his tense girlfriend..

"Oh! My boss is on sick leave, thank goodness. Marie is on maternity leave, one less annoying person...and Robin, you have to come with me to my friend's party!"

"Do I have to? I mean, I have a lot to do today as well!"

"Yeah but I told them all about you! They're dying to meet you!" pleaded Lois, she strangled him with a hug

"Fine, fine. Okay, now go you're late!" said Puck, after he was released.

"Oh My God I'm late! Okay, it's a formal event so wear your suit and bye!" she ran out of the door with her coffee.

Puck finished his juice and wringed his hands. He took a deep breath and tip-toed to the window, she was speeding away on her Porsche.

Puck smiled and turned on his laptop. He logged on and saw a reply to his 'Anette' email. Anette leaped on his lap and he stroked her before shoo-ing her away...

To: NY492

From: WorkingGirl247

Subject: Dear Friend

I like to start my emails like we're already in the middle of a conversation. I don't know why, but it seems more friendly. It seems like we actually know each other and have known each other for a very long time

and not through a random chat room. So, how will you start the day? I started the day with impatiently turning on my laptop and looking forward to those three words: You've Got Mail.

It's rather inviting and exciting, to know that every morning of everyday, someone's ready to talk to you. Ready to accept whatever you throw at them and read whatever they throw at you.

I want to thank-you. Thank you for ridding me of my morning boredom. Yes, I made it up. But who cares?

Bye for now, I have to go to work! Bye friend.

Yay! first chappie is done! I was watching the movie while I was writing this, so if you've seen it lately, some of the dialogue or actions may be the same.

I love "You've Got Mail"!!!!! Anyone else?

And keep those reviews coming...please? Because everytime, I also look forward to checking my inbox whenever I unleash a new story. I feel happy that people appreciate my writing.

So, thanks to all of my readers! Cheerio!