YAY! 2nd chap this week! 10TH CHAPTER! just 90 more! Sorry it's so short, but it's CUTE! Like Mary Poppins says, "Just a spoon full of sugar-"
Conscious: *Weirdo*
Me: HEY! *Slap myself*
Conscious: LOL why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting youself? Why are you…
Me: This could go on for a while… Enjoy while I deal with my rebellious conscious…
#38. Faded
SPOV
I rubbed my hands together. I was so nervous. We had just gotten back from finding the wicked witch, and Puck contacted us, telling us that he found Uncle Jake, William Charming, and the others. I remember the last time I saw him, but it was so long ago, it's a bit faded…
Flashback
"Puck you find Uncle Jake and the others, mom, dad, Daph, we're going to go find the Wicked Witch of The West."
*3 hours Later*
"Soo, Sabrina, what's the situation with you and Puck?" My mother asked, nosily, if I might add.
I caught my dad watching my intently, waiting for my answer, "Umm, nothing, I mean, uh, yeah, we're just friend, well, less than that, we're enemies..." I thought about the less than a lie I had just told my mother.
"Really? Well, just between you and me," She leaned in so only I could her what she said, "The line between love and hate is a VERY thin line, I mean, REALLY thin." She smiled. I blushed deeply.
"What are you two talking about?" Puck said, coming over, he was eating a multi-colored banana.
"Oh, they're just talking about how much Sabrina hates you." My smug dad told my 'future husband' as the fates called it.
I blushed, Puck raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Well did Grimm here tell you about what she saw in the future?" he grinned as my, already scarlet face, turned into a maroon, I furiously shook my head. 'No! No! No!' I repeated in my head.
"Well, she say something about being married, but other than-"thinking on my feet, I grabbed Puck my the arm before my father could figure it out before he kills the both of us.
"Uh, Puck! You need to pack, here I'll help you!" I dragged him across the room, but not before he shouted to my dad.
"Ooo, looks like someone wants to give me a good luck kiss!"He grinned, and I punched him in the stomach, "Or a punch…" He gasped, then regained his voice, 3 seconds before I pulled him into my room, "Funny thing is that, she punched me right after our first k-" I pushed him in my room and locked the door after me. He grinned. Idiot.
"What the **** Puck! You almost gave me a heart attack!"
Then Puck did something very… unPuckish… he pinned me against my door and whispered in my ear, "Does this give you a heart attack…" I shivered, then did something, so girlish, I can never show my face ever again.
"I-i-i-i-i-i-" I studdered. Puck walked back and grinned.
"I knew it."
"You knew what?" I got back my head and started arguing.
"You. You Sabrina Grimm, are in completely and totally in love with moi!" his grin grew another foot and he sat down on my bed.
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Doesn't matter, you'll figure it out eventually…" he got up and left my room.
Flash forward
I was leaning against the old jalopy as I thought about his childish grin, the way he talked, the way he laughed… I wonder if he's still growing up…
"Hey Grimm." I heard a deep voice say. I was about to turn around and ask who the f*** they were, but when I turned around I just stared. There stood Puck, well, actually an older, taller, pimpleier version of Puck, but Puck all the same.
"Fairy-boy!" I shouted as I ran up to him, I gave him a big hug, that lasted I bit longer than it probably should have. I pulled away and stared into his deep green eyes. Our smiles fell. We both leaned in and closed our eyes.
"Hello, hello? What do we have here?" my dad said, he seemed to come from nowhere. I squeezed my eyes together more. 'just go away!' I tried to tell him. But couldn't… I slowly reopened my eyes and saw Puck's pools of emerald green eyes staring at me. I sighed. 'wow dad, way to ruin the best reunion in history.' I turned around and saw my smug father leaning against the piece of metal we call a car. I sighed again.
"H-hi Mr. Grimm…" Puck trailed off, and became very interested with some rocks on the ground.
"Hello Puck." He spat the words, as if holding them in his mouth would give him a disease.
"Dad, can't you two get along!" I asked, mad at him.
"I can, but I don't want you to." He smiled and walked over to us, held onto both of our shoulders and pulled us apart.
"Whatever." I said, I knew I'd meet up with him later. I turned away and strode down the front lawn and into the house, sat down on the couch and turned the TV onto Ugly Betty.
*45 minutes later*
I was sitting outside on the porch just looking around, everything seemed just a little different, the town and it's people were like faded memories, all there was left after the war was rubble, Daphne was different, she was older, I was different, I understood more feelings, like love… and Puck… he was totally different, my faded memory of him, when he still looked 12, messy blonde hair, same childish grin, shorter than me, all of these things changed, he now looked about 14, his hair was darker, and his grin, well some things never change. Like how I feel about Puck…
"Hey Grimm." I turned around and saw him grinning.
"Hey…" I looked down, to cover up my blush.
"Soo, you wanna try that hug again? Your dad's out with your mom…" I saw him out of the corner of my eye, he was as red as a tomato, he was rubbing his neck nervously. I grinned. I sat up and ran into his arms. After a few moments in his arms I pulled away a little and stared at him. His green eyes bore into me. God I sound like a sappy twilight writer… We both leaned in…
*INTERUPTION*
Well, I think u know what happened next, but I liked it better this way, hoped ya'll liked it.
Conscious: AWWW! You cut off the very best part!
Me:Yeah, well deal with it.
Conscious: bu-bu-bu-bu-
Me: NO! deal with it!
Conscious: *Sobbing*
Me: *Sigh* please enjoy pushing that button down there while I console my conscious…
Oh and the person who reviewed and said it was on page 145, well the picture is, but the actually wording is on page 144 :D
MMM