Sabrina was annoyed, not only with herself but with James as well. Not only was he here talking to her like nothing had happened, but he was ignoring the scowl on her face, a clear sign she wanted him to leave.

"So anyways, sorry we didn't get to dance last night. I was wondering if maybe you'd like to try a date with me, say tonight?" Sabrina looked up to glare at him, but his green eyes were staring at her. They were beautiful, and she found herself smiling. 'I like green eyes.' She thought suddenly.

"Yeah, I'd like that." She answered, all past animosity forgotten for the moment. James smiled, white teeth flashing in the sun.

"Alright, I'll pick you up at seven thirty, that okay?" Sabrina nodded. James smiled even wider, lingered a little while longer to exchange pleasantries, then turned and walked away up the street. Sabrina watched him until he was out of sight.

"Gosh he's cute." She said happily, thinking of her date tonight. Then she looked down. 'My ankle. Oh my gosh my ankle!' she thought suddenly. How was she supposed to go on a date tonight with a sprained ankle? She looked unhappily down at the wrapped limb resting on the step. 'He didn't even notice.' She thought suddenly, 'he didn't even ask if I was okay after last night.' Already she was regretting her amiability toward him. "Stupid stupid stupid!" She said to herself, holding her head in her hands.

"Well I could have told you that." Sabrina looked up. Puck was standing in front of her, hands on his hips and a smirk playing around his mouth. Sabrina groaned.

"Puck, I really don't want to talk to you right now." Puck didn't answer, but went and sat next to her on the steps. Sabrina was a little surprised, normally he would have just flown off.

"I know I'm gonna regret saying this one day Grimm, and I hope you realize what it takes for me to utter these words." He paused for a moment, as if deliberating what to say next. "Sorry, I shouldn't have called you names earlier, I know your tired and in pain." He said all this awkwardly, searching for the right words to get his meaning across.

Sabrina was surprised. Puck had been acting a little strange this morning, but this, this was so un-Puck-like that she almost couldn't believe it. Looking over, she saw Puck with his feet splayed out across the steps, blonde hair rumpled, green eyes staring at the ground. A few minutes passed and neither of them spoke. Then Puck looked up and stared out at their surroundings.

"So who was that guy who was here earlier?" Sabrina was surprised he cared. But he was looking at her for an answer so she said-

"His name is James, he was at the party last night. We were about to dance when you interrupted everything." Puck looked back at the ground.

"What was he doing here?" He asked, not looking up. Sabrina looked over at him, now truly surprised that he was asking about this kind of thing.

"We're going out tonight." She said, watching Puck for a reaction. Nothing. He just stared blankly at the ground for a moment, then turned to her.

"Cool." He said, and then he got up and walked inside. Sabrina watched him go, turning her body to see him. Sighing she turned back toward the yard, not knowing what she should do. 'Why does life have to be so complicated?' She thought suddenly. Before she could entertain the thought any longer, she saw Daphne and Red coming toward the house. 'It must be lunchtime. Granny wanted to talk to us.' she thought, as she stood to greet the two girls. After a few hellos, they all three of them walked inside, Daphne carefully helping her sister along. 'Uhhh, tonight is going to be difficult.' Sabrina thought as she entered into the dim, cool house.