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Chapter 11

S.P.O.V
Daphne gets in the back while I stuffed myself in the front seat of Puck`s car. Peter flew away, how does he even know were the school is? Well, I don't care. I wish I could have had a longer summer. I sipped on my fruit smoothie that I make every morning.

"What a loser." Puck huffed. I signed, took out my iPod, and plugged my ears. I can still hear him faintly talking.

When we got to the school building. I walked to my locker, which is the same locker I had last year. I pushed past a bunch of annoying girls who had no lives. I opened my locker and looked at the mirror. I remember at 12 years old that I was TERRIBLE with makeup. Now I could do my makeup and look like a Barbie doll.

P.P.O.V
Sixteen. Sixteen. Sixteen. I repeated her age in my head, over and over again. I was seventeen, practically a grown man. Well if you don't count the extra 4,000 years I lived. We (Peter, Sabrina, and I) are in gym class. that's when I see Sabrina rush and take Peters wrist, pulling him to the center were all the girls are for the cheersquad. I passed the ball to my buddy Alex and went to Amber, Sabrina`s best friend.

But there was Sabrina Nicole Grimm wiggling and dancing in front of Peter. Oh shit. She just finished with the splits.

"How was it?" She had just joined the cheerleading squad." Puck what do you think of my routine?"

She had me watch her run through the routine. I didn't think it would be this bad.

I didn't think I'd see that much of her spankies. They hadn't supplied her with the undershirt yet so her flat stomach was in clear view. So much pale radiant skin. She was fucking gorgeous. It pained me to see her like this. I didn't think it was possible for my dick to get this hard. I was starting to get light-headed that's how much blood was rushing to my nether regions instead of my brain.

She rushed toward me, her hands on her face. "Oh my God. I'm that bad aren't I? I'm going to fail."

I put my hands were in full use covering my boner. Grimm probably never seen a dick in her life and I wasn't going to be the first to show her. I mean-of course I wanted to show her my dick. I didn't want anyone else showing her theirs.

"You're good, great even." Peter said.

Much to my dismay, or delight depending on how you looked at it, she held her hand out to high-five.

I couldn't not,so I reluctantly lifted my hands off of my crotch and high-fived her back. I was quick though. As soon as she backed away my hand was covering myself.

"You're the best." She looked at us, she was happy. Someone must have had a great morning smoothie.

No, Grimm. I wanted to say. I am most definitely the worst.

She turned around and bent down to tie her shoes. Ahhh fuck. There was obviously no end in sight to this boner.
Sabrina probably had the nicest ass I'd ever seen in my life. She was the sweet Grimm daughter, a virgin no doubt. What did she know about the art of seduction? Peter was boring her and slightly licking his lips. She bounced back up.

"So Peter, do you really love acting?" she asked him. That's odd.

"Yeah, its a love of mine!" He smirked.

"Cool, I love drama!"

"Yep."

"Me too!" I lied.

"YOU!" Peter said than busted out in laughter.

"Whatever, now I have to... um... use the bathroom." Which I really mean that I am going to the office and changing my second elective.

It was impossible. I had to be mad. I was cursed. And no one could wake me from it. Not a kiss, not a spindle prick, not another fairy, no one. I was in love, I am starting to actually start to have serious feelings. I am royalty, I cant be.

SPOV Back to you, Sabrina!

After changing in the girls locker room, I walked down to Mrs. Cox room. She is the best Drama teacher that our school had over the years. Her eyes are a deep brown, dark skin with some freckles here and there, and brown hair with some blonde streaks. She was around 36 years old but was still pretty.

The Elementary, Middle, and the High school was connected. The biggest school in New York state! I love that I still get to see Daphne unless she is mad at me.

"Hey darlings! Hey Sabrina... there`s something different about you?" She said, grabbing my shoulders. She wouldn't know about my immortality, does she? She knows about the everafters, yes.

FLASHBACK

"You, hey! I think you would make a perfect Puck." Mrs. Cox told Puck... Robin. Puck looked at me then smiled awkwardly.

"And, what are you talking about?" He questioned.

"Shakespeare`s Mid Summer Nights Dream, you must think I`m stupid." She smiled while we stared at her.

"Stupid about what?"

"That my Boss is Prince Charming, that is wife is Snow white, that Cinder is the Cinderella, and the two big girls are her evil step sisters, that your little sister`s friend is Little Red Ridinghood because she play Little Red to good, that the girl with SUPER long hair is Rapunzel, that you are Robin Goodfellow, and the gossip is..." She looked at me." Is that you are relatives to the Brothers Grimm." Me and Puck looked each other in the eyes then looked at her again. I was amazed at how much she knows.

"Wow, I have know what you are talking about..."

"Yes you do Puck." I looked at him. He cut his eyes at me.

"So... I know I will make this sound childish... but fairytales are real?" She asked.

"Yes. We don't call their stories fairytales but history. And we call the fairytale characters Everafters."

"So, even your story?" Mrs. Cox looked at Puck." Moth, Queen Mab, Tatiana, Oberon?"
Puck looked at her amazed face, then walked away.
"Was it something I said?"

"Well... 17 years ago Oberon banished Puck from his kingdom. Then Puck crashed into the barrier that surrounds Ferryport landing and stayed in the woods for 10 years. Then my grandmother let him move in after me and Daphne moved in. That's when my parents went missing and was stolen by a bunch of bad Everafters. Then, a few years ago, we had to take Puck back to his kingdom, moth wanted to be his bride, she went insane, killed Oberon, and then tried to kill me." I said then looked back up. She stared at me then blinked.
END OF FLASHBACK

"Um, not really." I stated.

"Okay." Mrs. Cox smiled then turned her attention to the rest of the class." Please sit down! Thanks!"
She shut the door, only to have some idiot bust back in.

"I`m here!" Of course its my idiot. I mean he is not MY idiot.

"Um... okay." Mrs. Cox sat down at her desk and looked at her MacBook then called attendants.

After Drama was math, then after that was lunch. The day dragged on slowly until the last bell rang indicating it was time to load up and go home.

"Hey do you mind if I take you home?" Peter asked me and took my hand.

"Why?"

"Because, I just want you to." I really don't trust him that much but what ever. The look on Puck`s face was priceless!

"Sure." He smiled and grabbed my small waist and we were up.
This was awesome, because every time Puck pulls me up into the sky he tries to drop me a few times.

"Here, I what to show you my favorite place." I said to him and pointed to the little treehouse. We landed right near the pond.

"Wow, this is your favorite place?" He crooked an eyebrow.

"As a kid, I mean I still am pretty young. But Daphne and I use to come out here to hide from the family." I sighed at the sight of it. This place use to look great but the years have not been kind." Well at least I have someone to help me rebuild it!"

"Oh, now I understand. But how are we..."

"I have these!" I cut him off and pulled out a wand that I snuck from Uncle Jakes coat.

We spent that afternoon taking old food off shelves, tarring down shelves, cabinets, doors, and rotting walls, then ripping carpets up, ripping wallpaper off the walls, dropping old furniture down the 20 foot drop, and then sweeping all the dirt and dust up.

"Oh snap! We should head home." I said dropping my broom then hiding the wand that I didn't even use. No worries, I use it next time. We could get Daphne, Red, Puck and us two over here. It would be like old times, where everything made since. Well, Peter wasn't here but he can be the addition.

Peter finished his sweeping, scooped me up and headed home.