AN: Okay, guys. I'm breaking my pattern. This on is still going to be about Sabrina, just from Puck's POV, k?
The monotony was getting to me.
News report: I have a plan! I know, I know, it took me forever to come up with, but I HAVE A PLAN!
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after
Once again, as he sat in his room to think, the memories of her appeared on his mind. The first time they met was still strong in his mind, even after months.
Puck's hair had still been damp, even after the shaking. Ugh, it was like taking a bath. He hadn't believed that blonde had pushed him. How dare she even lay hands on him. He was royalty!
Still… he liked her style. It took guts to mess with the Trickster King, and he could respect guts, if grudgingly.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
What was her problem, anyway? Couldn't she take a joke? He wasn't really going to kill her, just scare her. After all, it was only a prank. A lot of things had been pranks. The name-calling, the teasing, the practical jokes.
It was fun, and he had been hoping that maybe, just maybe, he could scare himself out of it. Out of what he hoped wasn't real.
Because if it was real…
She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on one hundred proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do
I'd do anything for her
Why was she always in his head? A thought answered, but Puck pushed it away. Surely it wouldn't be that. No way.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
Argh, this was annoying. What was going on here? Why wouldn't she leave him alone for once, even in his head?
The way she sees it's me
On her caller I.D.
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up just yet
Cause every word she's ever said
Still ringing in my head
Still ringing in my head
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined
The words of their most recent fight came up. What was it she had called him? Freak baby?
Was he a freak to her?
Wait a minute. It shouldn't matter to him. She was a commoner with no brains, and he was royalty. He could care less what she thought.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
Puck could clearly see her red and angry face well up in his mind. He could remember every detail of the scene; the snow falling softly on the wisps of her long hair, the frost on her jacket, in her dark blue eyes.
Puck sighed. He knew how long it could take for her to get out of his memory. It was best to just ignore it and busy himself with something else.
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep coming back for more
Oh, I keep coming back for more
She's just the girl I'm looking for
Hmm, this could be an interesting use of his time, after all. He still had a few glop grenades left. Maybe he could make more to prepare.
Just the girl I'm looking for
I'm looking for
I'm looking for
I'm looking for
Just the girl I'm looking for