I back! This story... I have reviews! Review 1: LyricLingo- You return! I love Glee! Favorite song EVER! Sung by Finachle, anyway. Haha, your poor brother. Sorry, but I couldn't think. Thanks for reviewing! Review 2: Blue Luver5000 - Oh, thank you. I kinda got it off of another girl...but I forget who...oh well. Thanks for reviewing! Review 3: MysticTune - I'm glad you liked it. I don't like waiting weeks either, but I get grounded and busy often. That was the last one! Lets get on with the story! This is a couple days after Sabrina gets possessed by the Big Bad Wolf Spirit.

Red POV

I curled up on the bed, remembering what I had just witnessed. The way Sabrina had just been possessed like THAT...I shivered. That had been the almost exact same spirit that was in me.

There was a sudden knock on the door and Daphne stepped in with a plate of chocolate cookies. Through all of the bickering between Sabrina and Puck and Daphne to the events that keep happening because of me, Daphne had almost been my only friend. Except for Mrs. Grimm.

"Hey, Red. Want some?" she asked. I refused. I hated Mrs. Grimm's cooking. I knew Sabrina did too, but it seems like she doesn't like me much.

"Are you sure? Their made with Fairy pudding." Daphne offered. That made me refuse more. She frowned and put the plate down.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm f-fine." I managed. I didn't like when Daphne was worried.

"Is it because of the wolf thing?" Daphne asked. I just nodded. Daphne sighed.

"I know!" she shot straight up like a rocket. I groaned.

"What?" I asked.

"Dress up!" Daphne's eyes sparkled. That meant it was dress up in Sabrina's closet and she had nothing red. Plus I didn't want to go in there.

"C'mon. She's awake now." Daphne waved away my groan like it was a fly and pulled me along. We walked down the hall until we ran into Puck. He had managed to work the handcuffs off his hand and was now twirling them on his finger.

"Hey Marshmallow, Red." he nodded. I nodded back and tried to pull away from Daphne's grip. It didn't work.

"Hey, Puck! We were just going to Sabrina's room. Want to come with us?" she asked.

"Why would I come?" Puck asked, his face turning as red as my shirt Mrs. Grimm had just gotten me.

"Obvious reasons." Daphne shrugged.

"I refuse. No leave me be!" Puck yelled, storming off. Once he was gone, Daphne giggled.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, I'll fill you in later. C'mon." she laughed. She dragged me into Sabrina's room. I ended up wearing numerous sweaters and a few skirts. I had on more make-up than was in the packet Daphne stole from Mrs. Grimm.

"Lieblings! Dinner!" Mrs. Grimm called. I changed back into my red shirt and skirt and went downstairs with Daphne. I took a seat in-between Puck and Daphne and across from Sabrina and Jake. Elvis circled the table, whining for food.

"Alright, I have a ham sandwich for Sabrina and Red." Mrs. Grimm said, rushing into the dinning room with two plates piled with ham sandwiches and chips in the shapes of triangles. Mrs. Grimm went back into the kitchen and soon reappeared with Daphne's favorite meal: ledge soup with buttered smoke rolls. Daphne swore it tasted like pineapple.

"Okay! Dig in!" Mrs. Grimm said with a huff as she sat down. I reached for the ketchup (don't judge! Red food makes me feel less awkward) the same time Sabrina did. i quickly pulled my hand back, feeling embarrassed. She looked at me suspiciously and pored the ketchup on the side of her plate.

"So, how was everyone's day?" Jake asked. Puck shrugged. Sabrina shrugged. Daphne just stuffed more food in her face.

"I had to go pay more taxes." Mrs. Grimm said.

"How much?" Jake groaned. Puck and Sabrina shrugged. Daphne ate.

"$1,000." Mrs. Grimm sighed. Just then, the Big Bad Wolf came down stairs. he sat awkwardly next to Sabrina and started to eat a salad. I eyed him, trying not to look like I was. He had killed my grandma. Let it go! It wasn't on purpose! my mind screamed. I looked back at my food. I stabbed it, poked it, and tore it into little pieces before I finally pushed my plate back at went up to my new room. I curled back up on the bed. Everything seemed so crazy. Nothing seemed real anymore and almost everyone hated me. I felt a tear come to my eye. I squeezed my eyes shut and I soon fell asleep.

I dreamed about my mother. She was beautiful and had brown hair like mine. Her blue eyes sparkled. She looked at me like I was her favorite thing in the world. The last thing I heard of my dream was a soft voice saying, "I love you, Red."

How was that? I thought "hey, no one does any Red!" And that's sad. so review! Please be honest. Dishonest reviews make me sad. Like boys do. Okay, see ya laters. Review!