"Okay Bri, so I agree. You should totally get revenge." Gemma said after hearing the sob story of Sabrina and Puck's relationship. Well, with all the Everafter bits edited out.

Sabrina edged further up in the line at Wetzel's Pretzels. Gemma had dragged her to the mall, and while Gemma's arms where laid down with bags, Sabrina had a new bag slung over her shoulder for when the school started. She almost felt like a normal teenage girl, one who couldn't flip a man over her shoulder and kill him with a perfectly placed punch to his nose, rocketing it into his brain.

"Next." The bored teen boy behind the counter said. The people three places ahead in line stepped up and Sabrina rolled her eyes at the pace. She was not a patient person.

"But what sort of revenge?" She asked her best friend.

Gemma smoothed the miniscule white skirt she had on. "I've not had much practice in the revenge department. That's more your speed. Can we go to Victoria's Secret after this?"

Sabrina glanced at the massive pretzels on display and then to Gemma's phone, which she knew for a fact had a calorie counter on it Gemma checked religiously.

"Only if you share the pretzel with me." She had some to spare.

Gemma snapped the handheld mirror she was primping in shut. "Are you joking? You may be able to pull off the whole 'I can eat anything and only gain curves,' but I cannot. It's either string bean or spherical for me, and I'll take string bean."

"No pretzel, no Victoria's." Sabrina said. She needed to make sure Gemma ate something that wasn't rabbit food. Gemma really had to stop listening to those magazines that said she wasn't skinny enough.

"But Bri, I need a new push up bra!" She whined as they reached the counter. The guy behind it glanced down at the offending breasts that apparently needed a push up bra. Gemma flashed him a glare and he turned to the fryer.

"Pretzel, Gem."

"God, I sometimes hate you." Gemma grumped as Sabrina handed over her money and they turned away from the counter. She ripped the pretzel in half and handed one half to Gemma as they walked towards the obnoxiously pink store.

"Ooh, sale! Get a matched set! What color?" Gemma squealed and bit into the pretzel. No doubt it'd get into the calorie counter. Sabrina should definitely delete it.

"I mean, matching underwear is cute, but matching black underwear makes you feel powerful." Gemma said and headed for a sale rack.

"Uh, Gemma? I'm so not in the mood to hear you debate what underwear your boyfriend would like best. Honestly, he only likes it on the floor. I'm gonna jet."

"Ta!" Gemma cried gleefully. "The fact he likes them better on the floor is my goal!"

Sabrina rolled her eyes as she headed for the door. The fact her best friend somehow had an active sex life was beyond her, but maybe that's the way spoiled rich girls were. She didn't know.

She headed for GameStop absent-mindedly. She sorta wanted the new Grand Theft Auto, but hadn't had the money. Maybe now that it had been out for a little bit she could afford it.

"Hey, do you have GTA five?" She asked the guy behind the counter.

"Do you even know what that is?" He said rudely.

"Excuse me?!" She exclaimed.

"I bet you're just one of those fake gamer girls trying to get a boyfriend through video games." He looked away.

She tossed the remaining left side of her hair and glared. "If all the guys who play video games are as much of an asshole as you, I wouldn't want them as my boyfriend. Forget it. I'll find it myself."

After a short while of searching, she found it. She could possibly have the money for it. Would it be better to show the guy if she walked out with or without a video game? She debated for a few seconds before she heard a familiar voice.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't annoying little Grimm." Puck's voice felt like a cheese grater directly on her eardrum right now, even if he was one of those jerks who managed to snag themselves a good voice.

"The only ones annoying in here right now are you and the guy behind the register." She didn't even look up. She decided not to spend her money. She didn't want to give money to this stupid store, and she wanted a new pair of shorts.

Puck leaned his arm on the display next to her. "Move your arm." She said.

"Nah. I'm comfortable." He replied.

Her eyes narrowed. "Don't corner me like this."

"Why?" He grinned and leaned closer. "Does it make you uncomfortable?"

"Yes. Get out of my face."

"Nah." His grin got wider, and then stopped short when she seized the fingers on the hand by her and bent them back. He withdrew his hand on reflex, and Sabrina slipped through his grip while she could.

She decided what she really needed now was listening to Gemma prattle on about lingerie while Sabrina sat in the dressing room leaning up against the plush wall telling Gemma that yes, definitely the corset and garter set, it totally emphasized her curves. And Gemma would buy it. She always bought some sort of lingerie, and always on Sabrina's judgment. And would then try and get Sabrina herself to buy something.

And you know what, she mused to herself, maybe I will get something. Something black. Like Gemma said, black underwear does make you feel powerful.


Sorry if I made any guys uncomfortable. Actually, no I'm not. Accept the panty talk. It's how teenage girls talk, and I'm trying to make this accurate.