AN: So hey, guys! Okay, here goes: I honestly never intended to make this into a multi-chapter thing. It was supposed to be a one-shot. And then someone gave me a prompt that resulted in the second chapter, and I was just going to end it there, but...people seemingly enjoy it a bit, and some inspiration struck, so I'm giving this multi-chapter thing a go.
Forgive me, therefore, if it's awful, and if the plot that's emerging seems random—it kind of just happened, and I thought there should be a better plot than "high school" if this is going to go on a little longer...so yeah. Anyways, several people have given me good feedback/constructive criticism, so I'm trying to work on those points (lemme know how I do!)

I'll stop talking now. Hope you enjoy it!

Sabrina stared at the grinning boy for a minute, then scoffed half-heartedly and turned away.

"What, you wanted to hang out with Moth? Paint each others faces or whatever and gush about me?" Puck teased. Sabrina clenched her fists to prevent herself from hitting him twice in one day.

"Shut up, punk." She said through clenched teeth, but her anger only seemed to encourage his high spirits. He laughed gleefully and folded his legs under him on the desk.

"Really, Grimm, what's the big issue?"

The words burst out of Sabrina's mouth before she could stop them.

"The issue, dimwit, is that I don't like you much better than Moth, and I don't like the idea of being home late and scaring Daphne into thinking I disappeared like our parents!"

Puck blinked, and Sabrina clapped both hands over her mouth. She hadn't meant to share something so personal with this idiot. She looked down at her desk, unable to meet his gaze.

The room was deadly silent, and Sabrina shivered.

"It's cold in here." she mumbled, trying to explain away the emotion that pounded in her head.

There was a shuffling sound and a sudden, slight weight on her shoulders. She glanced up in surprise. Puck had shrugged out of his jacket and draped it around her. He was staring out the window with his hands in his pockets.

"I was hot, anyway." He muttered.

Sabrina felt her heart do a death-defying acrobat flip inside her chest. The sensation was so strong that she nearly clapped a hand over it.

When the churning of her insides finally stopped, she mustered her best sarcastic tone and said

"No thanks, then."

They spent the rest of detention in awkward silence.

The next day, Puck found her on the bus again and flung himself into the seat, propping his feet on the one in front of him as usual. Sabrina opened her mouth to make a snippy comment, but stopped when she noticed that he was wearing an unusually broody expression. She shut her jaw with a snap and turned toward the window, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. She wasn't sure how to deal with this serious version of the normally unbearably cocky boy. With a start, she realized she was much more comfortable with his boisterous teasing, annoying as it was, than the subdued aura that came from him now.

"What's your deal, pretty-boy?" she asked mockingly.

He glanced at her distractedly, then broke into a grin, and all traces of gloom fell away so fast that Sabrina blinked, wondering if she had imagined them.

"I see you're here again, Grimm. Can't stay away, can you? Why is that?"

They pulled into the parking lot, and Puck jumped out beside her, matching step as the entered the building. Sabrina glanced sideways at the cafeteria as they passed it and wrinkled her nose.
"Well it can't be the grub." Puck looked genuinely horrified.

"Are you kidding? That stuff is fit for royalty. Well, I guess you wouldn't know. But I could entertain even the nastiest royals with a feast of that stuff!" He emphasized nastiest as if it were a term of high honor. "Even Godric Gryffindor is envious of my chow!" Puck exclaimed, puffing out his chest proudly, and apparently almost entirely serious.

Sabrina raised an eyebrow at him. "Isn't Gryffindor from that book series? Pretty sure there's no such person."

Puck hmphed at her, spun on his heel, and marched defiantly back toward the cafeteria.
Sabrina shrugged and continued to their classroom. When she saw Moth however, she nearly turned around to join him. The elfish girl was staring straight at her, arms crossed and brows arched. As Sabrina sat down, Moth leaned toward her, a gloating smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"You really think he's interested in you, Sabrina?" She laughed, a wind-chime sound that Sabrina found irritating. "What an imagination."

It was Sabrina's turn to laugh. "Please, Moth. I've been here like, what, not even a month? I don't care who that idiot dates. Have at it." She turned away decisively and began pulling books out of her backpack. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Moth's face redden with fury, but she ignored it.

When Puck arrived a few minutes later, Moth was composed and smooth, but he sat down next to Sabrina and passed her a folded piece of paper with a sparkle in his eyes. Sabrina silently cursed him for doing such a thing in front of Moth, but she flattened it against her desk and read it anyway.

Grimm. Meet me behind the bleachers at, uh, what time does school end? That time.

-The Trickster King

Sabrina briefly wondered how he passed any classes, then cursed him mentally again. He might as well have set out to confirm Moth's suspicions toward Sabrina, because everything he did ended up implicating her. She grabbed a pen, scribbled back sure and tossed the note at him.

When Sabrina found Puck outside after the last class, he was attempting to climb up the back of the bleachers that surrounded their football field, a pair of plastic binoculars clamped awkwardly between his teeth. She sighed dramatically.

"Puck, what are you doing?"

He yelped, dropping the binoculars as he did, and nearly released his perilous grip on the metal frame of the bleachers. Sabrina doubled over laughing, feeling suddenly jubilant that she had managed to startle him.

"I was setting up surveillance." he said defensively. "But now you made me drop the surveillance equipment, so it's pointless."

Sabrina crouched and picked up the binoculars, holding them aloft.

"You mean this?"

"Yeah!" He reached out a hand for them, and said "Thanks!" at the same moment that Sabrina cried warningly "Puck!"

With another yelp and a groan he crashed to the ground. Kneeling, Sabrina bent over him anxiously.

"Are you okay?"

He groaned again and rubbed the back of his head.

"Idiot." Sabrina said furiously, setting the binoculars on the ground. She slid an arm behind his shoulders and helped him sit up.
"Why are you so stupid? And what's this all about?" Puck brushed some gravel dust off his jacket and suddenly locked eyes with her, once again wearing that abnormally earnest expression. Sabrina gulped and leaned back.

"What?"

He stared at her for a minute, then dropped his gaze.

"Uhh, Grimm...did your..." he hunched a shoulder uncomfortably. "Well, did your parents like run away or just...disappear?"

Sabrina felt her jaw drop open. Heat rose to her face. She had gotten the impression that her indiscreet comment in detention was a closed topic—at least, she'd hoped it was.

"Um..." she coughed and ducked her head, letting her blonde hair fall around her face. "We think they might have been abducted, or something..." She fidgeted with the zipper of her jacket. "Why?"

Looking up tentatively, she saw Puck shrug.

"I...might know a guy." he said.

Sabrina felt as if there were a lump of her grandmother's outlandishly thick oatmeal in her throat.

"Puck..." she said softly. He shrugged again, then grinned.
"No need to thank me! I'm in it for the glory." He wobbled to his feet, and Sabrina stood up as well. "I'll come over to your house tomorrow and we'll discuss the details of my launch into fame. Now, where is Moth?"

Sabrina raised an eyebrow. "Where's Moth? Why the heck would you actually be looking for Moth?" His eyes twinkled. "Cuz I wanna tick her off. She'll really flip if she sees us here."

Sabrina took a step back from him. "Oh no, you do not, pretty-boy. She'll take it all out on me."

She turned to leave when Puck suddenly exclaimed "There she is!" and before she could react, draped an arm around her shoulders and began steering her back towards the parking lot. Sabrina moaned and punched him in the chest.
"You're going to regret this tomorrow. I swear, I'm going to pay you back ten times for whatever Moth does to me."

He shrugged. "The entertainment is worth it."

Why is human/teenage Puck such a flirt? Ack. I think this is why I don't usually go for Aus—it seems to me it's more difficult to make characters stay in character when there are alterations that necessarily make them slightly different...I dunno, maybe I'm just trying to justify my characterization. What do you think? Does it work, is it OOC, etc?

Also, this is starting to sound sort of V-Mars ish...ooooh Sabrina and Puck as Logan and Veronica, that's a great image. Anyway, stay tuned!