Stop this Train
No, I'm not color blind,
I know the world is black and white.
Puck awoke on his soft, fluffy bed. Never would he admit he had the bed, but he did. He was not sure how he had previously lived without it.
He picked up his phone from underneath the pillow his head was not currently occupying. 7:34 a.m. The old lady had gotten him into some terrible early morning, (what she called "healthy") waking up habits that were starting to change his normal sleeping patterns. He put the phone down and tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. He stretched very obnoxiously, pushing the sheets and blankets every which way. He let out a huge fart that caused his chimpanzees to stir in the forest and to start making obnoxious noises themselves.
He stopped stretching and turned onto his side. He felt something was different about today. There was something special happening.
"SHUT UP!" He yelled in the direction of the forest. "I'M TRYING TO THINK!" This outburst didn't bring silence, but it only brought lower levels of the noise. He brushed it off and tried to figure it out.
What is it? Why can I never remember these things? Are we going somewhere today? Are we fighting some crime-ooooohhh. It's Sabrina's birthday. What's so special about that?
But then he remembered. Grimm and her friends were planning some sort of birthday weekend getaway. They were all going to stay at some fancy-schmancy vacation home that her parents had rented. Their Uncle Jake was to be the only chaperone, and nobody out of high school besides Jake was to be attending. Puck knew how these kind of things went, even if it was Sabrina in charge—no no—especially since Sabrina was in charge…He had been planning special sabotage for weeks.
No way in hell am I going to miss this.
The introductory guitar chords started to play to Queen's "Under Pressure." Sabrina's mind rose from its sleepy fog and her hand went over to her night stand to feel for her phone. She blinked hard in an effort to unstick her eyelids. She found her phone and slid her finger across the bottom of the screen so that the music stopped. 7:45 a.m. She put the phone back down.
Ugh. Why do I have to be alive already? Oh hold up. It's my birthday. Crap.
Sabrina hadn't liked her birthdays since her 13th one. They were just a sucky reminder that growing up was inevitable. Even though 18 came with many more privileges and rights, it still sucked, because she could personally say because it was simply getting older. She did not want to grow up. But she kind of did…It really depended on her mood, but most of the time, she just didn't want to.
She sat up and pulled her legs out so that she was kneeling on the pillows. She then straightened the covers and pulled them tight before she slid off the side of the bed. She quickly finished pulling the sheets up under the pillows and grabbed her water bottle from the floor by her night stand and drank to quench her early morning thirst.
She put her water bottle on her desk on her way over to her closet. Once there, got her suitcase from the corner on the top shelf. She picked out some outfits and started to pack.
Despite her excitement for the planned events, nervous butterflies still attacked her stomach. She wasn't sure she could handle all these people. She didn't even hang out outside of school with half of them, but rather just at school. On the other hand, she was super excited. The vacation house was huge and really quite elegant. There was a massive movie room upstairs, an amazing master bedroom and bath, a spacious kitchen, and plenty of smaller rooms and comfy couches for her guests to sleep in and on.
Sabrina knew it would be fun, and possibly raucous, so she was surprised, but exceedingly glad, that her parents had consented to and paid for this. Granny Relda had pitched in as well, and some of Sabrina's best friends' parents. Since the girls' birthdays all fell within four months of each other, and Sabrina's was in the middle, it was to be on Sabrina's birthday, but for all four of them.
As she finished packing, her excitement started to take over the butterflies in her excitement, and she got ready to take a shower.
This better be amazing. Nothing can mess this up for me—not even Puck.
Sabrina pounded on the bathroom door.
"Puck! Get out!"
Puck, on the other side, stuck out his tongue at the door but then turned back to his reflection
He shook his wet mane of wavy blonde hair and smiled at his reflection in what he considered a charming manner. The handsomest fairy in the kingdom, as always. He opened the door and brushed past Sabrina and stated,
"It takes time to look this good."
"Whatever. It just takes time for you to wash off a month's worth of dirt," Sabrina retorted. "Don't worry, I'm sure Harper will notice."
Puck smirked and walked to his room. Sabrina walked into the moist stuffiness of bathroom and closed the door. She turned on her Spotify, undressed, and stepped in under the showerhead for her last shower as a minor.
Fifteen minutes, Sabrina opened the bathroom door and walked to back to her room. Balloons covered her bed and some floated along the ceiling. She gave a hint of a smile.
I wasn't even in there for that long!
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" a chorus of voices shouted. Sabrina jerked in surprise as Daphne, Red, and Uncle Jake jumped out from the other side of her bed. Her parents and Granny Relda stepped out from behind the bedroom door.
"Oh, thanks guys," she said. She still had a hint of a smile on her face.
"Well, geez. Maybe you could sound a little bit more excited," answered Puck as he stepped around Sabrina, who was still standing in the doorway, and into the room.
Sabrina rolled her eyes as she turned to watch him come in and, sit on her bed—causing balloons to fly up and drift hazily to the floor. "Get off my bed," she demanded. He didn't listen. Then she added, "I am excited! It's just that…well, don't particularly enjoy special attention."
"Whatever, you love attention," said Daphne, coming out from behind the bed and throwing some balloons up into the air.
"Oh really?" she asked with a hint of sarcasm. "Well I just don't like the kind of attention people have to give you—like on your birthday or when you have to give a presentation," Sabrina replied.
"Oh honey, it's your day, though!" Veronica Grimm explained.
"Yeah, well." Sabrina gave a shrug and walked over to her vanity. "Thanks again, though."
As they all trickled out of the room, Granny Relda asked Sabrina, "What do you want for breakfast?"
"Anything normal," Sabrina said with a laugh. Granny Relda smiled as she walked out and said, "It'll be done in half an hour."
Veronica was the only one left in the room besides Daphne and Red. She walked over to the vanity Sabrina was sitting at. She took a brush and started to run it through Sabrina's long, blonde hair. She asked, "What time were you planning on leaving?"
Sabrina reveled in the feeling, letting it cause a shiver down her spine. She loved having her hair brushed by someone else.
"Probably noon. We'll actually all meet at the park around 12:30 and then take off so we can be there by 2."
"Sounds fantastic. I wonder what a party like that would have been like when I was a teenager," Veronica pondered out loud as she struggled with a knot in Sabrina's hair.
Daphne snickered. "Oh gosh, I can at least imagine the outfits and hairstyles. Right smack dab in the middle of the 80s."
Veronica looked at Daphne's reflection in the vanity mirror and laughed. "Oh, they were fantastic. You would have rocked them—just like I did."
The four of them laughed and talked some more before Veronica finally finished brushing Sabrina's whole head. She, Daphne and Red eventually left and Sabrina was left to part her own hair and apply her mascara.
"Breakfast time!" Granny Relda's voice came floating up the stairs.
Sabrina's friends all showed up around 11:30 and they started to pack up the Grimm's Subaru Outback.
"I hate to be the one to bring it up, but I'm gonna be real here. Should we bring condoms?" Marilyn asked as she put her loaded the four suitcases on top of and next to each other. "And maybe some Alka-Seltzer?"
"What the heck!" Monica exclaimed. She stood behind Marilyn and was handing her other luggage. Sabrina and Harper laughed.
"Well, I really think if people are planning on doing it, they should at least provide their own. And as for Alka-Seltzer, I'm not providing alcohol, and I'm assuming none of you are either, so no," Sabrina said.
"Ok. Well then can we stop at a store real quick before we get to the park?" Marilyn asked again as she put the last bag in and closed the hatchback.
Monica looked at her in disbelief, but Sabrina and Harper could tell that she was joking. "Lighten up, Monica," Harper joked.
"Actually," Harper said. "Maybe we should bring some. We could sell them and maybe make some profit."
Sabrina couldn't tell if Harper was being sarcastic, but she thought it might actually be a pretty good idea. "But do you really think it will be that kind of party?"
"Probably not for the most part. I'm sure the majority of them are not coming to get laid or hammered. But still, I say we bring some and sell them," Harper said.
"Hello, ladies!" Puck exclaimed as he came bounding down the front porch steps with a duffle bag and a water bottle.
Sabrina mentally cringed and hoped that he hadn't heard the previous conversation. "Oh hey, no," Sabrina said. "You are not riding with us." Puck threw her a dirty look but Monica pitched in,
"No, it'll be find. Marilyn can make room." She turned and looked through the back windows and said, "No, she can just put it in there. There's already room."
"That's what I thought," Puck said. Marilyn opened the hatchback and stuffed the duffle bag in.
"You have to sit in the middle," Harper said to Puck.
"Not a problem." He smirked and climbed in. Harper slid in next to him and Monica went to climb in the other side.
"I'm going to say goodbye real quick and ask when Uncle Jake will be coming," Sabrina commented.
Marilyn jumped in the passenger seat and hooked up her phone to the aux port. Sabrina soon came out and they were on their way.
Now, this wasn't supposed to be a dramatically life altering event, but, you know—Mother Nature is funny that way.
Well, there's the first chapter! Let me know what you think! Reviews appreciated :) I will answer any questions you have!
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Lots of Lollipops,
themidnightdriver