Sabrina's POV:
Several times throughout class I found Puck staring at me with a weird, admiring expression. It was kind of making it hard to focus on the lesson.
"Okay, class. We're going to be working with partners and you're going to create a science fair project. You'll have the whole semester to finish it. Now go ahead and pick your partner and tomorrow we'll talk more about the requirements," the teacher said. I didn't really want to work with anyone in this class. I had no friends and I wanted to have a say in what the project was. So that crossed off almost everyone in the classroom. I sighed.
"Will you be my partner?" someone asked. I ignored it because who would ask me to be their partner.
"Sabrina?" they asked again. I looked up at Puck.
"You were talking to me?" I asked.
"Um yeah," Puck replied and sat at the empty desk next to me.
"So will you be my partner?" Puck asked again. I looked around the room. Every girl was glaring in my direction.
"Sure," I found myself saying. Was I insane?
"Awesome! I think we should do something with physics," Puck said.
"You're actually interested in the project?" I was surprised.
"Yeah, I've always liked science," he said and shrugged.
"Me too," I said and smiled.
"Seems we have more in common than we thought," Puck said.
"I hope not," I said and Puck scowled at me. The bell rang signaling the end of class. I grabbed my backpack and headed toward the door.
"Listen bitch, you stay away from Puck or I'll get you. I'll make sure he never looks at you again, because he's mine and everyone knows it," The girl that was hanging on Puck from earlier said.
"You artless onion-eyed flap-dragon! Don't you ever call Sabrina a bitch!" Puck growled at the girl. The girl gave him the finger.
"Do you bite your thumb at me?" he asked.
"What?" The girl replied looking completely lost.
"Do you bite your thumb at me?" Puck repeated.
"I don't know what you're talking about," She said and stomped away.
"What was that?" I asked.
"What are you talking about?" Puck asked innocently.
"You just stood up for me! You never do that, and this morning you asked for my help and said thank you! That's not like you!" I said.
"Yeah, well you aren't exactly being yourself either! Usually when I pull pranks on you, you ignore me all day and give me death glares, but no! This morning you offered to take my plate to the sink, you didn't laugh at me when I asked you to 'fix' me, and you agreed to be my science partner! That's pretty crazy!" Puck replied.
"Maybe, it's because I wanted you to stop pulling pranks on me!" I said. He looked hurt, but I wasn't sure why. Did he seriously think I was being nice to him just because I wanted to? He turned away from me and walked into the crowd.
"Puck? Puck, wait," I said and ran up to catch up with him.
"I don't want to talk to you," he said. I reached out and took him arm, but he shook me off. The warning bell rang and I had to run to my next class.
Puck waited for me by my locker like he always does to take me back home. I smiled at him, but he turned his head away from me. The feeling of rejection rippled over me and I looked at my feet. I opened my locker slowly and put my books away.
"Puck?" I said getting ready to apologize. We walked out the front door of the school.
"Save it," he said harshly and grabbed my hand. He extended his wings and lifted me into the air, cutting off anything I was going to say. When we arrived back at the house he set me down gently and ran into the house to escape me. I sighed and walked to the front door of the house slowly. I sat down on the couch and huffed loudly.
"What's the matter liebling?" Granny asked sitting on the couch beside me.
"I'm a terrible person, Granny," I said.
"Oh dear, you're not a terrible person," she said and forced me to lay my head on her shoulder. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" she asked. I told her everything that happened today starting with this morning and how Puck and I were acting funny and ended with the way he was so harsh at my locker.
"He hates me granny," I cried into her shirt. Then it dawned on me. Since when did I care about what Puck had thought about me, just yesterday I would have thought it was heaven if Puck was ignoring me?
"Puck doesn't hate you. He's angry with himself for letting himself be fooled by you into thinking that you actually like him," Granny replied honestly.
"But, that's just it. I actually kinda liked the way Puck and I were with each other today! That scares me! Why am I acting this way! Puck is my enemy, not my friend," I sat up to look at her.
"Honey, you were never enemies with Puck. Puck likes you as much as you like him," Granny replied. I sighed and shook my head.
"Granny there is something wrong with me," I insisted.
"It's called puberty, dear," she replied and went into the kitchen to start dinner.
I apologize for the curse word. I don't usually use words like that, but I felt it was appropriate for the conversation. Was that chapter long enough? Please review.