Sabrina didn't know how she had managed to get dressed, but she was obviously not self-aware when she did, as she had put on Daphne's monkey pajama shirt, which came up to her belly button, and tight striped leggings. This caused Daphne to scream with laughter when Sabrina showed up at the breakfast table; Sabrina was sent up to change again.

Thank the heavens Puck wasn't there, thought Sabrina weakly.

She decided that, today, she would care about what she looked like.

She pulled on a pair of dark, almost black, skinny jeans, a tight t-shirt that was a dark, elegant pink, a white jacket that was baggier than the shirt and therefore set it off, and a pair of brown flats that she had gotten ages ago and never worn. She combed back her golden hair that had obtained a gentle curl lately, and pulled it back into a loose pony tail, leaving a few strands hanging around her face. Bravely, she strode towards the bathroom. Opening the small drawer that held her makeup, she put on a tinted pink lipstick which clashed prettily with her eyes, and light brown eyeshadow that made her eyes look bigger.

Stepping back from the mirror, she looked at herself. She was stunned; for the first time she was actually satisfied with her appearance entirely. I'm beautiful, thought Sabrina happily. What can Puck say to this?

That was when it struck her. This whole outfit was to please Puck. As disgusting as the thought was, it was entirely true, and Sabrina knew it. However much she felt like ripping off everything that she had put on, she liked her outfit, and, somewhere at the very back of her head she still wanted to gratify Puck.

She took one last fleeting glance at herself in the bathroom mirror, and walked downstairs. When she showed up in the kitchen for the second time, Puck was sitting across from Daphne, eating in manner entirely unlike him. He had his napkin in his lap, and was eating his cereal (one of the few normal meals that they had at Granny Relda's) spoonful by spoonful, instead of shoving the entire bowl into his mouth. Sabrina's breath caught in her throat, and she had to force herself to breath normally.

"You look very nice, dear." Granny Relda was smiling happily at Sabrina.

"Thanks, Granny." Sabrina smiled her most winning smile back at her grandmother, hoping that Puck was watching.

This is ridiculous, thought Sabrina, who was so annoyed with herself that she could have hit herself over the head with the frying pan on the stove. That's what I would do if I saw someone else acting the way I am.

However, when she looked over towards the table, all thoughts of such a nature left her head. He was looking at her. And grinning. And staring her up and down. Critically. And admiringly. She thought she might die.

So why didn't she? Why didn't she just curl up into a ball and die? Because he was looking at her. And who ever heard of dying when a boy was looking at you like that?

Without speaking, Sabrina walked over to the table, and sat down next to Daphne; this put Puck diagonal from her. Granny Relda put a bowl of cereal down on the table mat in front of her, but, just as she was about to sprinkle it with sugar, she heard Puck's voice.

"Wow." It was a whisper, barely audible, but Sabrina heard it. And, somehow, Sabrina got the feeling that only she heard it. Daring to look up at his face, she saw that Puck was smiling at her. Not wickedly, or meanly, or teasingly: warmly. Sabrina thought she might cry with relief and annoyance and happiness. But that would be strange, and would cause awkward questions.

Trying to prevent her hand from shaking, Sabrina managed to finish half of her bowl of cereal.

When she stood up to go up to her room, Puck stood too. Sabrina looked back at him; he had an odd expression on his face. Forcing herself to look nonchalant, she walked towards the stairs with a very slight bounce in her step. Puck followed.

When she had reached the top step, Puck called out softly to her. He really was acting very odd.

"Sabrina, wait." He was jumping up the steps, two at a time. When he reached her, he was out of breath.

His hand brushed hers, and Sabrina felt it's vibrations ripple through her.

Puck clutched her shoulders in his hands and said:

"C'mon, 'Brina. I have something to show you."