A/n: Good guess Lara but sorry. Thats not it. And also, 20 chapters?! Are you kidding me? LOL. I guess not. But ermm. I know that I posted two chapters the other day. Its because I wrote the first one SOOOO long ago. So I wanted to sit down and write some more. Hahaha. Dont expect this every day. Im suprised that no one made fun of my last name. ^-^ And yes.. and no.. Benjamin is not dead. Hes just.. lets say... Dead.. You know, dead in the brain, not forever but..Ya.. His POV will be told in his head until Well.. Sorry folks. He will die. And I told you guys!! Its like a Little Women/Benjamin Button/The Time Travelers Wife thing!

DeDe I LOVE YOU!!! Lol.. Your a true fan. :-) Yay for DeDe!

Also. Most of Benjamin's POV's are gonna be short. Theres really no story there. Im going to try to make this chapter either 1,500 or 2,000 words in it.

Hint to "Brothers Happy": Its opposite. To something.

Read My Lips
Chapter 10
By: Scarlet Poxmis

Benjamin's POV

I sat by myself in a black endless nothingness. I grabbed my arm and tried to warm myself up. My body was bare against the breeze. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again I was in the middle of Paris. My body was still bare and I was even more freezing.

I got up and raced into an alley way. A door leading into a clothing store stood a smidge open. I peeked my head inside and saw that the store was closed. I sprinted inside and grabbed a Winter jacket, a pair of pants, and a shirt from the racks. I slid them on and slipped out of the store and closed the door. My body was starting to warm up, and then I realized that I had forgotten shoes. I looked at my feet and they were starting to turn blue so I slipped back into the warm store. I put on a couple pair of socks and some Italian loafers.

I was racing through the streets and I was looking for somewhere to stay. I had no money to stay in the inns. But then I realized, none of the people had faces. I looked around me. They were all faceless puppets. I ran into a hotel and grabbed the first room key I saw. I then raced into the elevator and ascended to my room. When I arrived I flopped onto the bed and tried to sleep. This couldn't be real. It couldn't be possible.

My heart started to race, and then I felt it stop completely. I couldnt control My body. I fell limp. I wouldn't wake up this time.

A/N: Don't ask 'bout that. I destroyed Benjamin for real this time!!!

Sabrina's POV

I raced down to the hospital lobby and then outside. I reached out one hand and whistle with the other in attempt to hail a taxi. But instead of a Taxi, I got many weird looks from other people. I stood back and observed others hail taxis and then I did the same as them. When finally my attempt at hailing a taxi was successful. I climbed into it and realized that the driver spoke french when he asked me where I wanted to go in French. I thought a little bit and replied "La train station sur quatrième rue." I hoped that I said "The train station on fourth street" but there was no way of me knowing.

When we arrived at the station I got out of the cab and paid the driver. When he drove away I walked into the station and up to the ticket desk. "How can I help you?" the receptionist said.

"One-way ticket to Paris please."

The lady gave me a large ticket and I stuffed it in my bag. I walked over to the boarding dock and climbed onto my train. I sat down in my first class seat. A boy with blonde hair sat next to me with his face hidden behind a book. He reminded me of Puck. I thought of when I visited him on the plane. "How was he on that plane?" I whispered to myself. Then I realized that Granny had probably helped him. I walked to the bathroom in the back of the train and locked the door. I stuck my key in the walk in closet door and opened it. "Take me to Puck" I said as I stepped through.

I snuck through the small house. An older women stood in the kitchen cutting vegetables. I slipped through the back door and looked at the hills. I could tell we were about 20 miles out from Paris because I could see the Eiffel Tower over the horizon. On the top of the hill I could see two figures on top of each other. I decided that I should probably leave, and I could come back later to see Puck. I slipped unoticeably into the house and through the door again. When I appeared in the train restroom again I heard knocking on the door.

"Is anyone in there?" I higher-pitched male's voice said. "Si Sinor!" I said without thinking. "Oh." He replied. I could head footsteps walking away from the door. I then opened it up and returned to my seat. I plopped down and looked at the boy next to me. He had rested his head on the side of the car and had his hand on his cheek. His lips looked so soft, and his hair swept accross his face. I leaned over and lightly layed my lips on top of his. I closed my eyes a little bit and then sat up and licked my lips.

"So why are you going to Paris?" I heard a voice say. I opened my eyes from the light sleep I had fallen into. I blinked a little bit and realized the voice was the boy sitting next to me.

"Oh. Its part of an program Im part of."

"Oh. Im going to pick up this girl whose staying with my family."

"Oh. Why is she coming here then and not straight to England?"

"I dont live in England. Im coming home from England. Since I was going to be at the station, Im just taking her home."

"Thats cool."

"Ya. I heard shes an American you know?"

"Im an American!"

"Thats nice. I doubt it, but is your name Sabrina Grimm?" He said as he grabbed his bag and took a picture out of it. "This is her" He handed me a picture of myself and my mother. My face had been cut out of the picture and I realized that he was waiting for my mom to arrive at the station. "Um... She's pretty, but thats not Sabrina Grimm."

"How do you know?"

"Because I'm Sabrina Grimm, and that is my mother."

His eyes dropped and he smacked his lips a little bit. "Hey I dont remember having orange flavored lip gloss on." My eyes grew wide and I licked my lips a bit. He looked over at me and I looked away. This was going to be a long ride.

A/N: Hey guys. Do you like the name Elijah? I can change it later.

I placed my luggage on the bed I was assigned to and looked around the room. The walls were a pale blue and the carpet was a shade of cream. The blanket was pale blue and had cream polkadots. The dressers were wooden and there was a small closet at the foot of the bed. I opened it and stepped into it and took all the hangers out and put them on my bed. I looked back into my closet and opened a small door that was in the back of it. I climbed in and realized it lead into someone else's room. I relized that it was the boy's room. I crawled back into my room and shut my closet door.

I walked downstairs in Puck's old football jersey, and with my hair in a bun. My feet were in my nice fuzzy slippers and I slid into the kitchen. "Hi Sabrina!" The lady said. "Im Miss Dallayla." I waved a little bit and looked at the boy standing next to her. He was my age, had blonde hair that swept over his eye and was a little curly, but straight. His gorgeous eyes were shimering purple, and his skin was pale. "You already know my son, but his name is Elijah"

A/N: Hahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahaha! Oh no! School starts tomorrow!!!

Puck's POV

I ran my fingers through Delilah's hair. Her head was nestled in my bare chest. I kissed her forehead, and then picked her up. I started to walk back to the house and I thought about Sabrina. My heart would always have a place for her but I didnt know if she completely deserved it. I continued to the house and opened the front door. I took her into her room and layed her on her bed. I watched her sleep peacefully and went into my room. I exchanged my jeans for sweatpants and threw on a sweatshirt. I walked out to the family's old harley. I hopped on it, turned it on, put on a pair of sunglasses, and drove out to downtown Paris.

I stepped into a crowded nightclub. Girls were dancing everywhere. I arched an eyebrow and then removed my sunglasses. I sat down at the bar and ordered a margarita. The attendant didnt ask for my ID so I smiled a quirkish smile a bit and watches the dancers. One of the masked dancers looked strangely familiar. I watched her kick up one of her legs, let the guy she put it up by, feel is and preetymuch anything else he wanted. She then spun and came over to were I was.

I drank my third margarita, and slammed the empty glass down on the counter. "Fill me up." I said as I watched the masked dancers some more. When the attendent came back over to me with a large jug, I said to her, "Just leave it here." She smiled and nodded and I took the pitcher in my hands. I chugged it down and I start to feel a little loopy. Then I felt incredibly loopy. And then it seemed as if I had stepped out of my body. I watched myself stumble over to the dancers and 'trip' onto one of the dancers and grabbed her breast.

I could see myself getting slabbed. Many times. I got slabbed by dancers, other women around the bar, and even the bar attendant. I saw my body fall to the ground. Then something that suprised me even more was one of the masked dancers came up to me and help me up. She took off her mask and I saw that it was Sabrina. I saw myself kiss her roughly and she shyly turned her head.

A/N: Just did the first day of school. ahhh. My science teacher always sounds and looks like hes going to jump out of no where and eat you

I watched myself stumble outside and hop on the bike and drive back to Delilah's family's house. It looked like I was going to tip over, but I didnt.

When I woke up the next morning my head felt like a carpenter was hitting my head with a hammer. I sighed and slibbed out of bed and shuffled into the kitchen. Mrs O'Donnal looked at me and shook her head, but Delilah just sat down next to me and slid her hand into mine. She kissed my cheek and returned to eating her eggs. I looked down at my own oozing breakfast.

A/N: Sorry for another 'A/N' but, writing this part right here made me want eggs.. so I had to go make some. :)

I took a bite of it and wanted more. I scoffed it down and looked at my french toast. I missed the blue syrup, and purple french toast. I sighed and looked at my hands. "Do you have any purple and pink food dye?" I said to Mrs O'Donnal. She nodded and handed me some. I dyed my food and took a big bite out of it. It didn't taste like the stuff the old lady made, but it was good enough.

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A/N: Ok.. so guys is 2,350 words enough? Ya, do you guys have a weird teacher like my science teacher? His wife is my english teacher. I have World History, Science, English, Singapore Math, Bi., Gym, and study hall. Lol. Here is my teacher list:

World History-Mr. Fite (the funniest teacher on earth!!)
Science- Mr. White (the bear)
English - Mrs. White (the sweet lady)
Singapore Math - Miss Moreno (the young teacher)
Bi. - (the funny and strict teacher)
Gym - Miss Poole (the crazy lady)
Study Hall - Miss Moreno

Lol. Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. Guess what Bi. stands for. and its not Biology. :)