AN: It's…..CHAPTER SEVEN. Happy Reading!
Chapter Seven: The Beginning of Summer Vacation
The next morning was the first day of summer vacation. Everyone got up late and was exhausted from last night.
When I got downstairs, I was surprised to see only Daphne at the table. "Where's Puck?" I asked.
"He's done with breakfast." Granny answered. I had never heard Granny joke around before.
"No, seriously," I said.
"I'm serious," she replied. "Since he's no longer a fairy, he can't hold as much food. I think he may be stuck in the bathroom." She had a small smile on her face.
Daphne was snickering at the table. I had forgotten about the not being a fairy part. He's going to bug me to death if I don't forgive him, but I am not going to give in.
Granny suggested that after breakfast we take a walk in the park. She said to take Puck with us. The whole walk there he was shooting death glares at me and grumbling under his breath.
Daphne and I were about 30 feet ahead of Puck. We had just reached the park, when I heard the screech of tires. We both turned around and saw a black car with dark, tinted windows heading with what it seemed like 100mph straight towards Puck. He noticed when it was about 10 feet away, but the car was going to fast.
"PUCK!" Daphne and I both screeched, sprinting towards him.
Out of instinct, he tried to fly away, but, since he didn't have wings anymore, he sort of jumped and fell. The car ran over his right leg. We were about 20 feet away when it happened. Even from this distance, you could still hear the crunch of his leg.
To his credit, all he did was scream. I reached him first, Daphne had slowed down and was calling help on her phone.
"Puck," I was out of breath. "Hold still. Daphne's calling for help."
He was propped up on his left elbow, a look of immense pain on his face. "Sabrina," he said.
"Yes," I was ready to do anything. Well, maybe not anything. Coming from Puck, it could be something perverted. I wouldn't be surprised.
He couldn't finish what he was going to say, his leg was too painful. He was trying to be strong, I could tell.
The ambulance reached us three minutes later. They loaded him up, right before they closed the doors I saw his face, it was pale, all the blood had drained from his face.
Daphne had also called Granny, and she came to pick us up about one minute later. She looked worried but serious. Daphne and I got in the car, no one talking.
I was looking out the window in the car, when I finally realized that we were heading home, not to the hospital.
"Why aren't we going to see Puck?" I asked, after we got out of the noisy car.
"We have some research to do. You still haven't forgiven him for his lie." she answered.
"But, I'll forgive him, I will. Then his fairy powers can take over," I said.
"It doesn't work like that," Granny answered. "You have to have REALLY forgiven him, and also, the spell itself decides how long the fairy should be punished. We should probably look for something to help him heal. A regular doctor won't be much help."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because," she continued explaining, "although he doesn't have his powers, he still has fairy blood and fairy bones, and their anatomy is slightly different than ours.
AN: Sorry, I've been sick and really busy with school. I won't promise a longer chapter next time, because I seem to be unable to keep those promises. At least it's something. J
