This is my SECOND CHAPTER. :D
It took me a couple days to figure out how to add chapters, and I still don't know if it will look right or not when I add it. I need someone to teach me how to do this stuff...
I guess this takes place between book 4 and 5, except Red lives with the family. The Scarlet Hand have grown quiet, and Sabrina and Daphne aren't sucked into the future. They actually have a chance to grow up, and Puck and Sabrina are fourteen. Daphne is ten. Their parents haven't been awakened yet.
Oh, and someone reviewed on my last chapter. They said something like reconsidering having it as just one chapter or something like that. Well, I don't really know what I'm going to do, and why should I reconsider? Was it too short? Did it suck? Please tell me if it did, because I seriously need another person's opinion.
And one more thing. I just finished the 9th book of The Sisters Grimm. *SPOILER ALERT* And I was... not disappointed in the book, but... SABRINA AND PUCK DIDN'T KISS! WTH BUCKLEY?! *breathes heavily* I liked how Puck crashed Sabrina's wedding, though. That was sooo awesome. But I was too impatient to wait until I could buy the book, so I got the audiobook instead. The narrator sucked. He made Puck sound like a whiny kid, and Sabrina and Daphne sounded weird, too. A lady should have narrated it. It is from Sabrina's POV. I think Buckley should carry on the series with Sabrina's children.
Okay, spoiler alert over. This chapter is kind of short, but please review. It would mean so much to me. Sorry about my ranting.
Sabrina sat at the kitchen table, pushing her blue waffles and purple syrup around her plate with her fork. She usually had little appetite for Granny Relda's food, but today she was less hungry then usual. The dream had started to bother her. Of course, it was just a dream, right?
She had decided not to tell Daphne and Granny, because they would just get worried about her, and there was nothing to worry about. Just a nightmare.
Daphne entered the kitchen, followed by Puck, who belched in Sabrina's face and announced, "I'm here, ugly!"
As if she couldn't tell already.
"Hey, Sabrina!" Daphne said happily from across the table, then dug into her waffles. Puck did the same, though far less neatly. Syrup was splattered on Sabrina's shirtsleeve. She brushed it off, played with her food a little longer, then dumped half her food onto Daphne's plate, half onto Puck's. She pushed away from the table.
"I'm done. Bye, Granny," she said halfheartedly. Sabrina shouldered her backpack. "Meet you at school," she said to Daphne and Puck.
Her little sister and grandmother looked a bit confused at her glumness, and Puck shot her a worried glance.
Puck? Worried? Pffft. She must have imagined it.
She started the ten minute walk to school. It was late November, and the first snow had started to fall about a week ago. A cold wind brushed past her, and she shuddered, remembering the voice in her dream.
The snow was only up to her ankles, thankfully, and she trudged through it, wanting to get to the warm school as soon as possible.
As she walked, she thought. She was in love with Puck. How had this happened? How had she not known? Maybe she had denied that she loved him so much that she had started to think she didn't.
How could she like him? Well, okay, almost every girl in school had a crush on him. They were fourteen now, and hadn't heard from the Scarlet Hand in three years. Puck had grown like a weed, and was now over a head taller than Sabrina. His shaggy blond hair now reached his chin. He even took baths more often. But, unfortunately, he hadn't gotten much more mature.
But, those girls didn't know the real Puck. The one that was a slob, that loved pulling pranks on her. Dying her hair bright colors, dumping her in vats of glue, throwing his glop grenades at her, putting various creepy crawlies in her bed, sending his chimpanzee army to torture her. The filthy boy who used to barely ever take baths, or change out of his dirty green hoodie.
How could she be in love with him?
Her thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of wings and Puck's voice calling out, "Hey! Grimm! Wait up!"
Sabrina stopped and looked to see Puck drop to the ground beside her, his pink insect wings disappearing.
She began walking again, and he followed, hands in his pockets. After a minute or two he opened his mouth to speak, but Sabrina cut him off. "If this is about my dream, I don't want to hear it."
Puck's mouth closed again, and he frowned at her. "I won't talk about it if it bothers you so much."
"Good," Sabrina nodded, then realized what he had just said. "Wait, what?!" Maybe this was some elaborate trick to make her get her guard down so he could prank her.
Puck sighed and looked up at the gray sky. "Honestly, Sabrina, I do tease you, but not about things that you're so... stressed out about. If you want to talk about it..."
She was shocked. Who was this guy and what had he done with Puck?! She thought about telling him more about the dream, then slowly shook her head. She looked down. "I'm sorry, Puck. I just don't want to talk right now."
He nodded, as if he understood. They walked in silence the rest of the way to the school.
Please review and tell me what you think, and if I should continue!
Bye!
