Hi, friends!

I'm pretty sure this is the longest amount of time I've gone without updating this story this summer. It's been what, three weeks? Wow. Thanks for being so patient with me.

Thanks to everyone who wished me good luck in Alaska! It was a lot of fun, and a nice escape from this hot, Philadelphia weather! But, I'm glad to be back home to my doggie. :) And you guys!

Words cannot even begin to describe how incredibly grateful I am for everyone's reviews on the last chapter. I got around 80 reviews, I think? I can't even keep track anymore.

By the next chapter, I'll most likely have 1,000reviews! :D That will be amazing.

I loved getting everyone's feedback on the last chapter, even though I honestly didn't like it that much. I left a lot of details out since I was rushing to catch my plane, and it was like 3 am, so I was half asleep when I wrote chapter 24. But surprisingly enough, no one had anything bad to say about the last chapter!

Ok, I need to start doing my QotD's again, ASAP. I feel really boring when I don't do them.

I will apologize beforehand: Please excuse all spelling errors. I am typing this sentence at exactly 12:55 am, and I most likely won't be done with the chapter until 2:00, 2:15ish am.

I would LOVE to announce the 900th reviewer, but I have absolutely no idea who it is. I usually type this stuff in the notepad on my IPhone, but I guess I forgot to! So, if you were the 900th reviewer, can you please tell me? No lying, please! If anyone really wants to, they can go back and count my reviews to find the 900th reviewer… just kidding. :P

Thanks to everyone who reviewed my newest SG story, Goal! I really do appreciate all the love my review button has been getting lately. :)

I just realized that if I had like 40-something chapters to this story, I would most likely be at 2,000 reviews! Too bad there definitely won't be that many chapters.

Oh, yeah. This story will be over soon. My estimate is somewhere between 3-5 chapters left? Yeah… I know for a fact that I'm going to cry.

~Chapter 25

This is torture.

Sabrina stared down at her science textbook, chewing on the end of her pencil. She had never been good at science.

But Puck was. Science was probably his best subject. But, as usual, he was up on the stage, acting out the part of Romeo, a Freshman standing beside him. Mrs. Burden upheld her usual seat right below the stage, giving her the perfect view to critique or congratulate the people performing.

Adrienne sat to Sabrina's left, her headphones in her ears and her right arm propped up on Sabrina's shoulder. The two shared a similar look, before returning to the tasks in front of them.

Why was play practice so boring?

The last week had been hectic. Mrs. Burden had ordered all of the costumes, and the stage was slowly being transformed by props and additional scenery. Flyers for the play had been handed out around the school, and hung up on the bulletin board in the main hallway. Parents had been informed, and phone calls had been made.

The play was in two weeks, and Sabrina felt as though everyone in Ferryport Landing would show up in the audience. The thought made her sick to her stomach.

But, every time her mind went in that nerve-wracking direction, she would shift her thoughts to Puck, who was now her boyfriend of one week. The last two years had made her forget how much fun it was to date him. She was genuinely happy.

Adrienne yawned loudly, and a few people turned to stare at her. She stared back until they all looked away.

Sabrina laughed. "Hasn't anyone ever told you that it's rude to yawn loudly?"

"Hasn't anyone ever told them that it's rude to stare?" Adrienne asked, motioning to the kids around her.

Sabrina shrugged, pulling out her Iphone and anxiously tapping her fingers against the black screen. Only two weeks left, and she would be performing in front of hundreds of people. She had forgotten about her grave fear of speaking in front of crowds.

"Stop that," Adrienne said, pulling the phone out of Sabrina's grasp, which the blonde had received as a birthday present the week prior.

"Stop what?"

"Tapping your fingers on everything!" The Korean girl said. "You've been doing it all day. What's wrong?"

Sabrina sighed. "I'm nervous for the play."

Her friend gave her a look of sympathy. "You'll do great! You have no reason to be nervous."

"That's what everyone's said to me all day."

"Then talk to your boyfriend about it!" Adrienne exclaimed. "I'm sure if anyone could cheer you up, it's him."

Basically the whole school knew that Puck and Sabrina were dating, thanks to Puck and his social life. He liked when people congratulated him in the hallway. Sabrina, on the other hand, did not.

"I don't need to talk to anybody about it," Sabrina complained.

"You sound like a little kid."

"Thanks."

Puck soon headed off the stage, heading towards Sabrina. As soon as he reached her, he knew something was wrong.

"You okay? You look like you're gonna puke or something," he said. A moment later he added, "please don't."

Sabrina glared at him.

"She's nervous about performing the play in two weeks," Adrienne informed him. "She keeps tapping her fingers on everything. It's actually kind of freaky."

Puck sat in the open seat to Sabrina's left. "Oh. So, that's the problem."

"I am not nervous," Sabrina said begrudgingly. She began tapping her fingers on her leg again.

Puck turned to Adrienne. "You're right, this is freaky."

"I know!"

"I can hear you both talking about me. I'm sitting right here, ya know!" Sabrina exclaimed.

Adrienne raised her hands defensively. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I'll give you two some alone time- or whatever it is you guys do when no ones around." She grabbed her crutches and shakily stood up, before heading to a seat a few rows behind.

"So, this is what happens when Sabrina Grimm gets nervous," Puck said.

"What do you mean?"

Puck shrugged. "I don't know, you just never really get nervous."

"Oh. Well that's good, I guess." Sabrina responded.

"Sabrina, everyone gets nervous," Puck explained. "I'm willing to bet that half the people in this room are just as nervous as you are. Performing in front of a large group of people is hard."

"Easy for you to say," Sabrina said. "You never get nervous."

Puck raised an eyebrow. "I don't?"

"No."

"That's not true," Puck insisted. "But if it means anything, I think it's cute that you think that."

Sabrina smiled.

"And stop tapping your fingers on everything," Puck said, placing his hand on top of hers. "It makes you look like you have a nervous tick, or something."

"I do not have a nervous tick," Sabrina said stubbornly, very aware of the warmth of Puck's hand on hers. "And I am not nervous."

Puck chuckled. "You're awfully stubborn today. We have to go up on the stage and act out our lines in five minutes. Will you be able to control your weird finger twitching… thing?"

"Stop making fun of my finger twitching thing!" Sabrina said defensively. "I can't control it."

"I wasn't making fun of it."

Puck grabbed her hand, placing a kiss on it. As expected, Sabrina turned bright red.

"You're so lame," she responded.

Before Puck could retort, Mrs. Burden called out for attention:

"We are changing scenes! I need Sabrina, Joel, and Robin up on the stage!"

Sabrina sighed, standing up. "Might as well get this over with."

…

Puck and Sabrina walked home from the school in silence. It was the middle of March, and a slight breeze whipped at Sabrina's hair.

"Henry, I am pleased to inform you that I am dating your daughter," Puck recited, sounding very cordial.

Sabrina snorted. "My dad would hate that."

"You don't know that," Puck said. "He might appreciate how I sound like such a gentleman."

"He already knows you're not a gentleman," Sabrina pointed out. "It's too late to make a good impression on him."

"That's true…"

The two walked on in silence, both trying to think of ways to tell Sabrina's father that they were dating.

"Why can't you just tell Henry?" Puck complained after a moment.

"Cause you're the guy! Show him that you're mature!" Sabrina exclaimed.

"Didn't you just tell me like, ten seconds ago that it's too late make a good impression on him?" he asked.

"Ugh. From now on, just ignore what I say. Speak from your heart," Sabrina tried to add helpfully.

"I'm not Billy Charming, I don't 'speak from my heart'", Puck insisted.

"Puck, you're impossible. Fine, then just go up to my dad, tell him we're dating, and walk away! It's that easy."

"It's really not that easy," Puck said. "He'll punch me in my stomach until I have internal bleeding."

"He will not!"

Sabrina suddenly grabbed Puck's hand, pulling him down the street until they were finally at the Grimm house.

"We're here. Are you ready?"

"No."

She crossed her arms over her chest. "You can do this."

"Oh, and by the way, this is a good lesson for earlier," Puck said, not budging an inch when Sabrina attempted to push him up the driveway. "This just proves that I do in fact, get nervous. Now you have no reason to be nervous about being in the play."

Sabrina looked at him, unconvinced.

After a moment's hesitation, Puck finally walked up the driveway and headed for the steps. Turning to give Sabrina one last look of despair, he opened the door.

"You're a drama queen," Sabrina muttered.

The house was silent. Maybe no one was home.

Puck was about to give a sigh of relief, when a loud bang was heard in the kitchen.

"Hello?" Sabrina called out uncertainly.

"It's me, 'Brina. How was school?" Of course it was none other than Henry who had answered.

Puck slapped a hand to his forehead. "Perfect," he muttered.

"Go in there and talk to him," Sabrina urged, motioning for him to move forward.

Puck shook his head multiple times, as Sabrina continued to point to the kitchen.

"I really, really don't like you right now," she said, before forcefully connecting Puck's lips to hers.

After a moment, she pulled away. "Now, stop being a big baby and get in there!"

But before Puck could respond, Henry suddenly entered the living room, a confused look on his face. "Is everything okay in here? You never answered my question, Sabrina."

"Oh… What was your question again?" she asked meekly.

"I asked how your day at school was."

"Oh, it was good. Puck has something he wants to tell you," Sabrina said, not bothering to make small talk. She got right to the point.

Henry still looked confused, until Puck intertwined his fingers with Sabrina. Then he looked bothered.

Puck took a deep breath. "I'm dating your daughter. Again."

"Surprise!" Sabrina added after a moment.

So, remember how I said in my A/N at the beginning that I would be finished at 2:15? Well, yeah, it's like 3 in the morning, and if you can't tell by my suckish chapter, I'M EXHAUSTED.

I didn't even get 2,000 words in here. Oh well.

This was definitely more of a filler chapter. Yup, definitely. But still, feedback would be appreciated. :)

Sorry for my short chapters lately!

QotD: What's the funniest thing you did as a little kid?

See you soon! This will most likely be my last update until school starts.

~Anastasia