Journal

Puck walked into Sabrina's room. She was lying on her bed. She was on her belly and writing in a book. A smirk came over Puck's face when he realized that she wasn't aware of his presence. He walked up to the edge of the bed.

"Boo!"

Sabrina sat up with a start. She managed to slam the book shut and in a hurry, she sat on it.

"How long have you been here?"

Puck smirked. "Long enough to know you, Sabrina all mighty Grimm, have a girly diary with hearts and butterflies on it."

Sabrina frowned. "My journal is navy blue with a drawing of a sword on it!" She snapped. Then, she blushed. "I mean, what dairy?"

Puck grinned. "Give me the diary Grimm. I need to see what amazing things you wrote about me."

Sabrina snarled. "What makes you think I write amazing things about you? In a matter of fact, I write about how much I hate you in my journal."

Puck shook his head. "So you write about me, huh? In your diary?"

"So not the point. And it's a journal."

Puck tried to push Sabrina off the bed. "Give me the diary!"

Sabrina leapt off the bed, journal in hand. "I said it's a journal!"

Puck lunged at her. "Don't make me tickle you!"

Sabrina's eyes widened. Much to her dismay, she was extremely ticklish. Puck often used it to her disadvantage.

"You wouldn't."

"Give me the diary!"

When Sabrina refused, Puck grabbed her and began to tickle her.

Sabrina squealed and hugged her diary…excuse me, journal…..to her chest. Puck tried to pry it out of her grasp but failed when Sabrina kicked him in the chest.

Puck growled and continued tickling her. Finally, Sabrina dropped the journal.

Puck picked it up. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

Sabrina's eyes widened. "Please give it to me Puck!"

Puck smirked and flew up to the ceiling. He began to flip through the pages looking for any mention of his name.

Sabrina's face was red. She had wrote about him in the journal and not always bad things.

"Dear Journal," Puck read. "Puck is so annoying! He dyed my hair blue today. I had to go to school with blue hair! Everyone was staring and laughing. I was so embarrassed. That kid ruined my life."

Puck grinned. "I'm so happy! I ruined your life."

Sabrina just sat there, staring at the ground. Please don't turn the page…Pleasedont turn the freakin' page!

Puck turned the page.

"Dear Journal. Puck is the bane of my existence, but sometimes-" Puck froze. He hovered in the air and stared at the page.

Dear Journal,

Puck is the bane of my existence, but sometimes I realize how much I like him. Even though he's usually a jerk, there are times when he's sweet and caring. He was my first crush and I think I might love him…

Oh god, if he ever reads this, I will never hear the end of this. Journal, you better not tell him, or it will be the end of you.

More surprising, I sometimes think about how I'm going to get married to him. Though it scares me, it also makes me sort of… happy. My gosh…what have I become?

Sabrina

Puck's eyes drifted to where Sabrina was sitting, but she wasn't there.

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Puck found Sabrina sitting in the hallway. He sat down next to her. "That was some out of character journal entry."

Sabrina stiffened at the sound of his voice. "Go on, tease me about it."

Puck smirked. "Ok."

Sabrina glared at him.

Puck sighed. "Wow."

"That's all you have to say?"

Puck shook his head. "I also have to say… that journal entry also made me…happy."

Sabrina felt herself smile. "Really?"

Puck nodded. "Yeah. Ugly, I never planned on telling you this, but I do really like you."

Sabrina didn't say anything. Puck leaned over and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. Then, he stood up and made his way over to his bedroom.

"Thank god she hasn't found my evil scrapbook…now that would be embarrassing." Puck muttered to himself. Yet, he couldn't help but smile at the turn of events.

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Monster: Monstina broke up with me.

Me: Why?

Monster: I took her to a dump for our first date.

Me: (cracking up) Why would you do that?

Monster: Do you remember who told me to do that?

Me: Uh oh. You're not going to do any killing…are you?

Monster: Nope. I never liked Monstina anyway. She talked too much.

Me: Well Alex, we're all safe!

Monster: As for the rest of you, you better review. Broken hearts make me moody.

Me: You just said you didn't like Monstina….

Monster: Oh be quite!