How I was…. Forgotten
SUM.
Sabrina Grimm has been through a lot. I mean, she's lost her parents, gone through trials, and lastly... Been made forgotten. No one remember what she did to save them. She, herself, wonders why the Forgetful dust didn't work... It should have right? What about Puck? When Sabrina finallys sees Puck she knows something wrong... Somehow, people are forgetting... That she's even alive.
Prologue
"This is for the better, Sabrina," Charming said to me, "No one should know what you have done. Not even you."
"So you're going to make everyone forget about me?" I demanded, feeling sick with all the blood on me.
"No, Sabrina, we'll make them forget about what you've done."
"So everyone, including you and me, will forget about how I helped this town."
"Sabrina-"
"That's not fair." I snapped.
"Sabrina, it's for your safety and ours. You've done your part now let me do mine."
"I'm 12, helped save a your butts and they way you repay me is you're going to make me and my sister forget about Everafters! I know you Charming, you'll make Granny and them hide the truth from us."
"But it won't be like it matters," Charming sneered, "You'll be forgetting in a moment."
"This won't end well!" I cried, glancing at the town that was being covered in forgetful dust. I glanced up and saw the fairies throwing the dust in their faces as well.
"We're the last Sabrina," He said. He tossed the pink dust in my face.
Sneezing, I realized nothing went away, I still remembered.
"You will be a preppy girl, popular," Charming told me, "You've always have."
"Yes," I said, looking down at the town to see that people were forgetting.
Charming threw some of the dust into his own face.
'Maybe this won't be so bad,' I thought, 'My family will live together here and I'll forget and play along.
Only now do I wish that I'd of known that Forgetful dust has never worked on me before in my life…
CHAPTER ONE: My List
SABRINA
I turned slowly in the full length mirror in my room, about ready to barf.
I was in way-ripped up jeans with pink leggings under them, a pink and white hoodie, and white sunglasses with pink swirls.
Keep my family safe, I thought, I have to be like this.
I'm seventeen and am stuck looking like a brat. I wasn't always like this, oh no, I was a healthy, spunky, girl that helped with a war.
Not like anyone remembers though, since Charming wiped everyone's, including his own, memory of the time.
"I can't believe I've been five years," I moaned, "Almost 6."
"Sabrina!" My mom called, I raced down the stairs to see what my mom and granny made for me.
"Pancakes!" My mom surprised, "As a pre-birthday treat!"
"Thanks mom," I said, rolling my eyes. At least my mother hadn't changed much and at least we still live in Ferry Port.
"Well?" Dad asked me holding his arms out for a hug, 'Doesn't your father get a hug?"
Rolling my eyes I hugged him. He wasn't like this before the war I thought, the dust changed that.
"Hurry, darling," My mom told me as I swallowed down pancakes covered in powder sugar. "You don't want to be late as your first day as a senior."
"Kay mom!" I said, tossing the plate into the sink easily and grabbed the black messenger's bag.
After I parked my black sports car (with –sadly- pink swirls) I sat down and began making a list of the true Sabrina Grimm
THE TRUE SABRINA GRIMM
*Is in love with the colors blue, green, and dark purple.
*Knows how to shot an bow, use a sword, jump off trees, survive in battle, and is the only one in this stupid town that knows about what really went down with the Scarlet Hand.
*Loves to ride a bike (but can't.)
*Reads books that sound like they are fake but are actually real (and does it without her parents knowing)
*Has been longing to do a real case in the last five years but no one will let me (that is also because I am suppose to not know what Everafters are and the curse that the Grimms brought.)
*Been in a magical book
*Has gone to the future and has seen her past self.
*In that future I was married to a fairy boy
*Has had her first kiss with a fairy boy…
*Wishes to know where the fairy boy went…
I hadn't seen Puck in ages.
Where was he?
Did he die in war?
What am I supposed to do with this nagging feeling in the back of my head that he should be here?
Annoying me and playing pranks on me?
"Brina!" Tori, my best friend, said tapping on my window, "Let's get going girlie!"
I sighed, shoving my notebook into my bag and climbing out.
Maybe I'll see Puck today…
But that's so unlikely.
Sorry it's soooo short! Next time there will be more.