Hey! It's Chloë! I'm back from a long week of school and have the next chapter. Not much else is happening and… yeah… I am at my grandparents for the weekend. Or last weekend, depending when I publish.

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-Chloë (*vv*)

Hi! It's Grace again! Thanks for reading the first chapter. Totally awesome, right? *dramatic hair toss* just kidding. (But not really) So, please review the first and second chapters. We would really appreciate it! P.S.- thank you soooooooooooooooo (*the so continues on into infinity*) much for reviewing!

- Grace (*vv*)

"CHILDREN! Time to get up! You'll be late for school!" Granny Relda called from the kitchen. Sabrina groaned, rolling over in bed. As she roused herself, Sabrina heard pots and pans banging downstairs. Great. Another round of green pancakes and purple toast to look forward to. Daphne would be overjoyed, though.

Speaking of Daphne… Sabrina turned, gazing down at her still-snoring sister, the girl who could could sleep through World War Z. Sabrina sighed.

It was time to attempt to wake her sister. Sabrina shook her shoulder softly at first, but then more firmly as the girl continued to slumber.

Finally, Sabrina pinched her fingers together to produce the best, New York City-style cab whistle she could manage. At last, Daphne stirred.

"Uuuugh. Gosh. I'm tired! What was that for, Sabrina?" Daphne grumbled as she slowly lifted her head off of the pillow. "Sch-school… doesn't even start… for hours." Daphne yawned, stretching.

"Uh huh. FYI, sleepyhead, school starts in approximately…"- Sabrina pretended to check a watch- "...two and a half hours. So get yourself out of bed!" She playfully punched her sister's arm.

"Besides," Sabrina called over her shoulder as she strolled down the hall, "Granny made your favorite!"

Daphne perked up after the last comment, and soon the two girls were downstairs and munching on purple toast.

"Lieblings, we all need to be ready, and Puck still needs take a shower," Granny explained as Daphne reached for seconds. "Hurry and finish up, please. We don't want to be late for school!"

"Did I hear my name?" Puck grinned, ambling into the kitchen, "It's only seven… and school starts at 8!"

"Puck.! Just get your ugly face in the shower!" Sabrina commanded, rolling her eyes.

"And you might be able to snag a bite to eat, if Daphne doesn't eat all of it first," Sabrina mumbled under her breath.

"Marshmallow! You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" Puck exclaimed, startling the little girl.

Daphne violently shook her head. "Of course, I wouldn't do that! But it looks like Sabrina's about to! Look, she already ate all the toast!" Daphne said accusingly.

"What? I did not-" Sabrina stopped and looked down. Sitting next to her on the table was a plate bearing the remains of a few crumbs of toast. Sabrina really had eaten all of it. "Huh. That was weird. I could swear I didn't eat that much!"

"Hah! Weirdo! Somebody does look a little porky today!" Puck laughed.

"And you're so much better!" Sabrina retorted. She was about to say more, but someone interrupted her.

"Leiblings!" Granny cut in. "Now is not the time. Right now, Sabrina, you just need to finish your breakfast. Puck, grab a plate and serve yourself."

"Sweet! Blue omelets and turtle sauce!" Puck exclaimed. Sabrina sighed with relief, thankful for avoiding a Puck versus Sabrina shouting match. She was to tired to deal with an argument this morning. It was just too much.

Puck's green eyes gleamed as he roughly pushed Sabrina out of the way.

"Move out of the way, Ugly, I'm coming through!" Puck patted his skinny belly. "Gotta get some good ol' protein somehow!"

"Whatever. I'm not that hungry anyway," Sabrina shrugged, and she wasn't lying. Sabrina wasn't famished in the slightest. Which was strange, considering the fact that a few minutes ago, she had been in the midst of gulping down about twenty gazillion pounds of toast.

"Liebling, are you okay?" Granny asked, her brow furrowed. "I thought you were starving!"

"Well, I had already… I'm just not hungry.," Sabrina stuttered, trying not to sound guilty.

Puck, who had been previously digging into the the turtle sauce, turned to look at her. Sabrina felt her cheeks grow warm. Of course, Puck knew she was lying. The two had known each other too long to fall for the other's lies, even if Sabrina was the Queen of Sneaks.

Sabrina's cheeks reddened.

"Please, Puck," She thought anxiously. "Please don't rat me out!" Almost as if he had heard her, Puck didn't say anything, just raised an eyebrow in her direction.

Sabrina didn't want to push her luck. She abruptly stood up, her chair grating against the wooden floor. "Sabrina, liebling-" Sabrina didn't stick around to hear the rest of the sentence. She hurried out the room, still feeling Puck's gaze burning into her back. No one else seemed to notice her absence, for Granny Relda was still determined for the children to be prompt and on time for school.

"Puck, honey, we need to go to school now. Please finish up!"

"Fine, old lady. I'm going upstairs now. Are you still eating, Marshmallow?" Puck asked, his pink wings fluttering as he stood up. Daphne nodded her head.

"Imstulleatunh," Daphne mumbled through her bulging cheeks..

"What?" Granny asked.

"I said, 'I'm still eating!'" Daphne said again, a blush creeping up her cheeks.

"Whatever See ya, Marshmallow!" Puck said, and promptly fluttered away, his enormous wings causing a wake of destruction and overturned books. Even after he had departed, an aroma of stinky cheese and body odor still lingered in the kitchen.

Granny Relda sighed. "That boy… needs to take a bath."

As Puck flew up the stairs, he could hear faint murmured voices echoing from the hallway. One of the voices was unfamiliar, immediately piquing his curiosity. He flew faster.

Finally, Puck reached the top of the steps. At the sound of his arrival, a tall, graceful figure turned to meet him. She was pretty, with short blonde hair and creamy, porcelain skin that seemed to almost glow. She had sapphire eyes that gazed intelligently at his own, and in that moment they seemed as deep and endless as the ocean itself. Puck stared, oblivious to everything else.

But then she looked away, and her small, full lips parted into a knowing smile.

A brief pause followed, and finally Sabrina awkwardly made introductions.

"Puck, meet Tink. Tink, this is Puck."

Puck, still slightly dazed, turned the corners of his mouth up in a weak attempt at a smile. He scratched his nose, trying to act natural. Sabrina folded her arms across her chest with a 'humph' of annoyance.

"What's her problem?" Puck thought. Before he could confront her, though. Tink spoke.

"I just moved here," She informed the two. "I was with a foster family, but they...apparently didn't like me." Her voice cracked on the last few words, and Sabrina looked at her with pity. She could relate.

Before Sabrina and Daphne had found Granny Relda in Ferryport Landing, they had been living in an adoption center, constantly being bounced around to negligent, and even crazy, foster parents. It was difficult even with Daphne by her side, but Sabrina didn't think she could have done it alone. Poor Tink.

Sabrina looked at her with new eyes. Maybe Tink was a bit tougher than she let on, behind that pretty face.

"Hey, are you guys related? You look alike." Tink interrupted Sabrina's thoughts, bringing her back to the present.

"Nope. Granny adopted Puck, though. His dad died and he didn't like living with his mom," Sabrina explained, using their traditional excuse. .

"Oh.. so are you guys dating?" Tink wondered with a sly smile. .

"NO!" Puck and Sabrina shouted simultaneously jumping apart like they were burnt.

Tink giggled as the two's faces turned bright red. Why does everyone think that? Sabrina thought. ...Do we act like we're going out? Sabrina shuddered. I hope not. She eyed Tink again. And why is she being so petty?

And then Granny called up the stairs to get in the car, it's time for school, so the conversation was over.

There was no talking in Granny's rusty old jalopy, for the car old motor engine roared like a rusty lion the whole drive. Every word had to be shouted, and even then, they were muddled and buried under the sheer noise of the decaying car, so there was no conversation. On that particular morning, though, both Sabrina and Puck were still embarrassed and annoyed, , so there was even less talking than usual. Sabrina buried her face under her long blonde hair, forcing herself not to sneak a glance at Puck. She was already embarrassed enough, and she didn't need to add any more blush to her already red cheeks. His behavior was so confusing. . "First he stares at missperfect TInk like she's God's gift to men," Sabrina fumed. "And now he's looking at me like I'm the one with problems!"

"Hey, ugly, try not to die before next period, okay?" Puck told her as they parted for first class. "You know they'll blame it on me. Even though I hate school, I don't want detention before lunch."

"Ha! I would need to save you, stink-butt! I'll be fine, though." Sabrina assured him. "See you at lunch, okay?"

"Bye!" Puck and Tink called out as they each broke off into different hallways.

"So, what's for lunch, dipwad?" Sabrina greeted Puck as she stepped into the rapidly-growing line.

"Poop casserole!" Puck crowed. "They serve the best food ever!"

Sabrina rolled her eyes, but still checked the menu. You never could never tell, with Puck. Finally her eyes found the date, and she sighed in relief. Normal, beef casserole.

"Good, anything is better than what Granny makes."

"Hey, guys!" Tink said as she elbowed past a tall, gawky girl "What's on the menu for today?"

"Beef-" Sabrina started to say, but Puck interrupted her.

"See, Ugly here thinks that the old lady's food is atrocious," Puck started, but Sabrina cut him short with, "Ooh! Big word!" He glared at her.

"But really, Granny likes to make...exotic...food," Sabrina said carefully. "It's like she went to each country, personally, and asked for the worst recipe they have. It's that bad!" She explained.

"Yeah right! She makes AWESOME food. That old lady could make a fortune off of it," Puck shouted enthusiastically. "And by the way, did you bring money? I must have left mine or something…"

"I have it. Granny couldn't trust you with money, so she made me take it," Sabrina told him.

Puck scowled and stuck out his tongue.

"Whatever," He grumbled.

But then it was time to order, and soon they were hustled through the big double doors, juggling a huge plastic tray full of food. Sabrina was walking briskly towards the ketchup table, when suddenly a freckled ginger boy bumped into her into her.

"Hey!" She glared.

"Sorry!" He said, not even glancing back as he slipped away towards a table full of rowdy boys.

Sabrina shifted the slightly disorganized food back into place, still burning a hole through his back as she headed towards her table.

Puck was already sitting next to the twins, .Ally and Jill Parkwer, when she arrived. They nodded at her as a greeting, and then at Oliver when he plopped down next to her, grinning. "Hey, did you guys see the new girl?" He said in a semi- whisper. "She looks amazing!"

"Um…" Puck and Sabrina exchanged glances. "Well…"

But Oliver wasn't paying attention to them anymore. HIs eyes were focused on a figure behind her shoulder. "Oh. my. gosh. She's coming over here!" He crowed, no longer whispering.

"What's up!" Tink said as she set down her tray. Oliver's eyes were as big as saucers.

"Guys, this is Tink." Sabrina stated.

"Bell. I'm Tink Bell," Tink corrected. "Nice to meet you." She sat down and smiled shyly as Emery, another one of Puck's friends, purposefully seated himself next to her.

"TIME TO EAT! YES! FOOD!" Oliver shouted, momentarily distracted as he plunged into his PB&J. Sabrina smiled as she speared a piece of casserole on her fork, gently blowing on it.

"It's not that hot, Sabrina," Jill informed her. The others nodded as they downed their own casserole. ."Whatever," She shrugged, so Sabrina chomped down on the casserole in one big bite.

And fainted.

I LEFT YOU ON A CLIFFIE! Kind of just to make us update more. Sorry about that, by the way. I really wanted to work, but finals and everything makes doing anything overwhelming. Please review and thank you if you did. Just review for stuff you do or don't like, tips, even if you want a shoutout for your pet's brother's wife's uncle's birthday! JUST REVIEW! Question of the Day: If you had one superpower, what would it be?

-Chloë (*vv*)

So sorry we haven't been publishing more! I got kind of busy, like Chloë, with finals. Uugh! Oh, well. Hope you like our new chapter! And thanks to all the nice reviews we got. *SEE TOP* Aaaaand…. WE ENDED ON A CLIFFHANGER! Mwahahaha! And, don't forget, lovely readers, any problems are Chloë's fault. Definitely not Grace's.

-Grace (*vv*)