Hello! Good news, peeps- *drum roll* I've now almost finished this fanfic, and will be updating the chapters more regularly! You may hate it, you may love it, but here I am, prattling on like I belong in an asylum (escaped a few months ago) and hoping like hell you review and favourite and follow and what not! Hope you enjoy!
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A/N: in the songs, the parts in brackets are Alice and Belle
I don't own Sisters Grimm or any characters besides Narissa and Jonas and the rest of that. the song Girlfriend belongs to Avril Lavigne
Chapter 8
Puck shook his head. What was he doing, staring up at Grimm like that? He was here with Narissa. Go, Puck. Go find Narissa.
He fought his way through the crowds, trying to spot the platinum blonde in the red dress. Eventually, he finally found her sitting at a table with her two blonde cronies- he couldn't even remember their names. But when he heard the conversation, he stopped. He didn't freeze, or feel his body lock into place- he just stopped. And listened.
"…make her feel alone," Narissa was saying. "I mean, it's a girl fact. You want to get rid of competition, you go after what hurts."
"So…" one of the twins seemed to be in deep thought. Puck restrained a snort. The stress it could be giving her pea-sized brain. "You don't like him?"
"Well, duh!" the second girl gave her sister a 'my god, you're an idiot' look. "Why else would she go after him? Of course she doesn't. He isn't even that cute."
Narissa waved her hand. "Oh no, he's gorgeous. Like a hero out of those books-" Puck shrugged at the word 'hero'. He'd long given up correcting people- too much effort for him to be bothered. "-but he's too independent; he won't pay attention to me. No, I use him to break Grimm's spirit, and then I'm done with him."
Puck slowly backed away, trying not to draw attention to himself. And crashed into none other than Jonas.
"What the hell do you think you're- oh, hey man." As soon as he saw his best friend, Jonas' expression morphed from irritation to nonchalance. They could never get mad at each other in all seriousness.
"Hey, JB."
"Dude, I thought we talked about this- that nickname is banned. It is one of the nicknames given to the girl-stealing, soprano-singing-"
"Your last girlfriend corrected you in saying his voice broke."
"-money-making moron!"
"Dude, are you getting wound up over Jus-"
"We do not speak his name!"
"Uh, no, we don't speak Voldemort's name."
"Shall I speak of the boy in green tights?"
"Touché."
"So," Jonas glanced over Puck's shoulder at the table seating the three blondes. "How's the quality time with the double B going?"
Puck grimaced. "Don't remind me."
"So, you finally see the wisdom in my words!"
"There is no wisdom in any word that has ever left that mouth of yours."
"Dude, as much as I hate losing one of the guys, I cannot stand to the side and let you muck up any chance of a relationship with Sa-"
Puck clamped a hand over Jonas' mouth and none-too-subtly dragged him to an empty table in the corner of the ballroom. "No!" he hissed. "Even if I did manage to ask her, she would reject me. She's hated me since we were eleven- six years, Jonas. Six freakin' years! She does not have any feelings for me whatsoever."
"Then what about the apple incident?" Puck looked at his best friend incredulously. "Daphne told me."
"Of course the Marshmallow told you," Puck muttered. "But Jonas, you have no idea what I've put her through. The pranks, the names- they don't affect her that much, but boy does she get mad. And I left for quite a few months, going off around the world. When I came back- not one word. She didn't even call me any names. How can she even think of even liking me after all that?"
Jonas looked at him solemnly. "Dude, you know nothing about girls. How did you ever get a girlfriend?"
"I've had quite a few, thanks."
"But seriously, Puck. You can't honestly think that she doesn't like you? Besides from being you and being friends with me," Puck rolled his eyes, "she truly knows you, and has nothing against you for it. If you acted the way everyone says you did in the war, then what's the difference going up to her? She'll accept you, bro, I know she will."
They sat in silence for a minute, Puck simply staring at Jonas. Then, "Dude, have you been watching Oprah?"
Before Jonas could summon a retort, Narissa sauntered over to them. "Hey, Puck. You gonna come dance with me or what?" The current song was just coming to an end, and Puck could see the band getting ready for another.
Throwing Jonas a 'help me' look, Puck turned and forced a smile. "Yeah. Sure."
Sabrina was on top of the world. She'd been sneaking around her family for weeks, and now, she was singing in front of a crowd of students. And they liked her. Jack never missed a beat, Jill's bass lines were always solid, Peter's fingers were flying over the keyboard, and Alice and Belle were in perfect tune and timing. The Everafters had never played so well.
As they wrapped up yet another song, Sabrina turned to the others. She didn't need to speak- her smile spoke volumes. And so did theirs.
But out of the corner of her eye, she saw Narissa lead a blonde fairy boy towards the dance floor. This made her spirit suddenly drop- not entirely, but enough for her smile to noticeably fade. Shaking her head, she turned back to her friends to see them looking at her strangely, Jill in particular.
Suddenly, she said, "How about number eleven, guys?" There was a slight gleam in her eyes; Sabrina wasn't sure to be worried, excited, or confused. Probably a mixture of all three.
Still unsure, Sabrina shrugged and turned back to the mic. Jack signified the beat by tapping his two drumsticks together. 1, 2, 3, 4-
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
I know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
The crowd cheered and started dancing once again; more people came towards the stage, while Sabrina couldn't help but notice Puck and Narissa towards the center of the dance floor.
You're so fine
I want you mine
You're so delicious
I think about you all the time
You're so addictive
Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright (alright, alright, alright)?
Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious
And Hell Yeah
I'm the mother_ princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right
Was it just her, or was the song actually relating to her? Across the room, she could see Puck's eyebrows knit together- was he thinking the same?
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!
It was true- well, the last line. The rest was voicing her opinion. Oh God, did she actually just say that?
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
Narissa was looking between the two teenagers now, and her smile now was mingled with smugness and confusion. Technically, she wasn't his girlfriend, but she was pretty close.
I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again (again, again, again)
So come over here, tell me what I want to hear
Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don't want to hear you say her name ever again (and again, and again, and again!)
Goddamnit, why was this song saying everything that Sabrina didn't want Puck to hear? No, better question: why did Jill choose this song? … of course.
She's like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about!
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She's so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!
Alice, Belle and Jill joined in singing on this. Jill kept playing (uh, bass? Kinda important) but Alice and Belle started clapping- twice every two beats if you're interested.
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She's so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!
Alice and Belle began playing again.
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don't like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
No way! No way!
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it's not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
No way! No way!
Hey! Hey!
The crowd cheered once again and Sabrina smiled. "Thank you! Hate to break it to you guys, but the time for our break has come." a collective groan rose. "But that only lasts for half an hour so see you guys soon!" The Everafters took a quick bow and walked off backstage. The speakers were switched back to the DJ and music was soon pumping through the air again.
As soon as they were concealed from the crowd, they started hugging and high-fiving and jumping up and down (the girls, not the guys)
"That was freakin' awesome!" yelled Jill, punching the air.
"I know, right?" Jack spun his sister around. "You kept a solid bass line, Peter was amazing on his little keyboard," said flying boy beamed at Jack, "Sabrina sang her heart out, and Alice and Belle were like rock legends!"
Sabrina smiled faintly. "I wonder how Daphne's doing."
