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Disclaimer: I own none of these characters or the original story. (the parts in italic I stole from Michael Buckley)
Love and War
'I am going to die of boredom here 'Daphneremarked with a dismal expression. Sabrina shrugged her shoulders and tucked her hair behind her ear. 'I'm sure you'll cope', she replied sarcastically, before leaning backwards into the bus's checked seats. An old man across the aisle regarded them with a disapproving look on his face.
Sabrina had half a mind to flip her middle finger up in his face. Probably not the best of ideas though, considering that they were new here. She looked away, and breathed on the glass beside her, drawing little heart shapes with her pinky finger.
It was too dark outside to see anything through the window really, except for the occasional dot of murky orange from a street light in the distance. Rain drizzled down the window, putting Sabrina in a further depressed mood. She ground her teeth together, glaring out at the grey sky.
Her and Daphne had had a long day, and all she needed was for one tiny thing to go wrong before she would snap. As she looked out a dark shape appeared in the sky, slowly growing larger and larger. She squinted at it and could just make out a human shape. She reeled back, eyes widening slightly. 'Daphne' she said urgently. Daphne continued to do a little tap dance on the floor.
'Daphne, look', Sabrina exclaimed. The young girl looked up 'what?', she asked. Sabrina leaned closer to the window. She could see the thing very clearly now, and it looked like an abnormally tall human, flying through the air at a great speed. Roughly 50 meters away, and coming closer. Aiming straight for the window that Sabrina was at. 'Duck!' she shouted loudly, before doing so herself.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the figure stop at about 10 meters away, before digging its hands into its pockets. she narrowed her eyes and sat up slightly. What the hell was this thing? She still couldn't see the face clearly, but could make out a very green, very dirty hoodie.
She had just leant closer when something came hurtling towards her from outside. She screamed, and pulled back, closing her eyes and trying desperately to shield Daphne from the flying object, just before she heard a smashing noise and felt sharp stings covering her face and arms.
Her eyes flickered open, and she turned to Daphne. 'Are you ok?' she questioned anxiously. 'Yep' Daphne replied, 'just a little shocked'. Sabrina let out a shaky laugh and touched her face, wincing when her fingers came away covered in blood.
She took Daphne's hand and led her down the stairwell, to the first floor of the bus. On the last step, the bus gave a sudden jolt and she was catapulted forward, banging her forehead on the 'emergency stop' button, and then falling onto the floor, Daphne falling on top of her with an 'oomph', and knocking the breath from her body.
Daphne climbed off of her quickly, and pulled Sabrina to her feet to check that she was alright. Sabrina blinked furiously, trying to ward off tears, and she gasped for air. 'Bloody hell, that hurt' she exclaimed, before quickly covering her mouth and looking at Daphne apologetically. 'I didn't say that' she murmured, almost to herself.
She stomped off towards the driver, wanting to know what he could do about the 'thing' that just smashed the window. She had just opened her mouth to yell at him when he cut in. 'we're here' he said grumpily. Sabrina frowned at him, and marched off the bus, pulling her suitcase behind her.
Daphne followed, trying to look as dignified as one can possibly look with egg yolk from breakfast stuck on one's shirt.
As they stepped off the bus, Sabrina finally felt the effects of the rain. Her hair and clothes were soaked within a matter of seconds. She sighed in defeat. Nothing had gone right today. She looked back at the bus, only to see a gaping hole in the window where the rock had smashed through the glass.
Daphne tugged on her sleeve, and she looked around. There was an old lady standing at the bus stop, with a concerned expression on her face. 'Liebling, what happened to you?' she questioned, her warm face worried. Sabrina smiled back, though right now she felt like doing anything but.
This must be her grandmother that she and Daphne had come to live with. 'Something smashed the bus window and the glass cut me' she said, by way of explanation. The lady frowned. 'We'll get you all cleaned up at home. Come on lieblings,'
The girls followed her to…a car?
Or maybe just a heap of discarded metal? There was no way to tell. The car drive was suitably fast and painless, with no unnecessary attempts at small talk. As they pulled up to the house, Sabrina gasped at the sheer size of it.
The house was at least as large as the old orphanage that they had stayed in, and was made incredibly beautiful in a frail way by the trails of ivy climbing up the ancient brickwork. Sabrina trudged down the garden path to the door, her hair hanging in wet curtains either side of her face.
She reached the door and let herself into the house, being quickly followed by Daphne and her Grandmother, whom she had been told to call Granny Relda during the car ride. The house was so much warmer than any house she'd ever been in before.
There was a fire burning in the kitchen that she could she from down the hall, and a pair of slippers warming by it. Suddenly, Sabrina tripped on something, and barely managed to catch herself before she face planted. She turned, and saw a pair of shoes that did clearly not belong to Granny Relda. They were filthy, and looked to be around size 9.
'Who else lives here' Sabrina asked. 'Mr Canis and Puck' Granny Relda replied. Sabrina wrinkled up her nose, 'And what is a Puck?' she questioned. A loud voice came from the kitchen. 'That's my name, don't wear it out' It was very obviously male, and sounded around Sabrina's age.
She walked into the kitchen, only to see a boy of about 16 lounging on a wooden chair, slouched so far back he was nearly falling off. He was also the most handsome person she had ever seen in her life. Forget Zac Efron, and even Channing Tatum, this boy was incredible.
He had a chiselled jawline, neon green eyes, and defined muscles. The only thing that made her recoil was the childish sneer on his face. Aside from that, he was pretty brilliant. None of the boys from her old school had looked like that. But that sneer!
That was worse than anything, so incredibly immature, and at the same time even more impressive than Draco Malfoy. Ugh. Boys like that were just so annoying! 'This is Puck' Granny Relda said 'and he will be living here with you'
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