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Miranda's Evil Week

Sabrina's POV

"...and then she ran away crying." I was breathing heavily as I finished telling Emily of what had happened. She stared at me from her spot on the benches.

"Okay. First; I told you so! Denial! And it didn't even take a day for me to be right! This is awesome!" She grinned wickedly at me and I felt a blush creep along my face. Then almost immediately, she sobered and said; "I told her. I told her how this would end and that you really did like him. Did she listen to me? No, of course she didn't. No one ever listens to the one that's always right." She sighed heavily as she pushed back her long, raven hair. Looking me in the eye again, I saw that her electric green eyes were sparkling in uncertainty. "I don't know what to say Sabrina. I don't know how this'll play out. She might hate you forever, or she might get over it. We'll just have to wait for the consequences."

I sighed before frowning. "I know...I just want to apologize at least and tell her that I'm sorry for what happened. I haven't even seen her since she disappeared and we had to get to homeroom in 5 minutes. I've looked everywhere for her and there`s not even a trace of her."

Emily nodded, "Like I said; we'll just have to wait." My shoulders sagged in defeat and guilt. I never really had many friends, so now knowing that one of my closest ones may be despising my very existence was a hard pill to swallow; especially when it was all my fault.

I felt someone step up right behind me and tug on my hand. I spun around, beginning to unconsciously clear my throat, and then drooped in disappointment when I met, spring green eyes, instead of Miranda's clear blue ones. "Oh. It's only you."

Puck raised his eyebrows, "Love the enthusiasm, Grimm. Come on, you have to show me the way to homeroom and my locker."

"Alright, Fairy Boy, let's go. See ya, Em."
I turned back to see Emily's emerald eyes gleam with mirth and mischief, "Peace, Sabrina. Don't get too distracted; you still have to make it to class on time...unruffled."

I shot her a glare and she laughed as I walked away, pulling Puck along with me. I shook my head before grabbing Puck's schedule, "Same teachers?"

Puck smirked, "Of course I have the same teachers. Have you learned nothing, Grimm?"

I rolled my eyes but smiled anyway, "This should be easy then. What's your locker number?"

Puck glanced at the sheet in his hand, "Uh...3069."

"Alright. Here's your locker."

"Where's yours?"

"The one over there; 4 down from yours."

Puck frowned and opened his mouth in obvious intent of complaint but I cut him across, "Get over it Stinkpot. I'm 2 feet away from you. Oh my God; it's a tragedy."

Puck huffed and aimed a punch at me. I sniggered. "Calm down Dog Breath. Let's go to homeroom...Come on." I dragged him into our classroom and led him straight up to the teacher. "Good morning, Mr. Arnold. This is the new student." I shoved Puck forward and stepped back.

Mr. Arnold looked at Puck, "Ah yes. I remember you; the kid that picked up Sabrina last week, right? But didn't you say his name was Puck? It says here that he's Robin Goodfellow." He raised his eyebrows.

Puck shuffled his feet, "Oh, yeah. Uh…family nickname."
Mr. Arnold nodded, apparently easily satisfied. "Do you prefer Puck? I mean, I don't think that any of the teachers will actually call you that; but I will if you want me to."
Puck shrugged, "I don't really care."

Mr. Arnold nodded again, "Right then. Welcome to Central Park Junior High, Robin. I assume that Sabrina'll be your guide. I'm going out for coffee before school starts, so please get ready for class and I want no disturbance from either of you while I'm gone."

Puck smiled and nodded like the perfect little (well…not really little now; he's nearing 6 feet) goody-goody as Mr. Arnold left. He then turned to me, "So…what do we do now?"

"We wait. Come." I pulled him towards my usual seat and sat down, while Puck settled in next to me.

He looked at me carefully, and murmured, "I'm sorry about Miranda."

My jaws dropped so fast I thought that they were going to unhinge and plummet down to the floor. I think I've heard that particular word a total of 2 times including this one; with the last one the time being when he almost killed me. "Um...uh…it's okay. I mean, she'll come around, I guess."

Puck smiled comfortingly, before changing the topic quickly. "I can't believe I'm Robin here."

I laughed, "Robin. How did you even get Puck out of that?"

Puck shrugged, "How am I supposed to know? It happened some 4000 years ago."

"Did you call Mustardseed, Mustardseed all the time?"

Puck smirked, "I used to call him Mustard. Or Seed. He was always so sallow and puny that if fitted him perfectly. But, now I guess it's just Mustardseed."

"I can't imagine him calling you Puck."

"Nope. It's always 'Brother' or 'Robin'. That kid needs to loosen up."

"That'd be weird though. What if Daphne called me 'Sister' all of a sudden?"

"Please. Marshmallow is completely incapable of doing anything even remotely like that. The day that she's uptight is the day hell freezes over."

I smacked Puck's shoulder lightly, "Daphne can be professional when she wants to be."

Puck nodded sarcastically, "Right. How utterly stupid of me. The little ball of bouncing, bubbly energy can stay still for a second and compose herself."

I laughed and pushed Puck gently, "If you can do it, then so can she."

"I've have thousands of years to practice. I'm a King. Of course I can do it...Marshmallow…not so much."

Giggling slightly, I answered; "I have to admit it. Daphne's too excited to ever be still."

"Of course I'm right. I'm always right!"

I poked his head, "Deflate that head of yours. It's getting too blown up for its own good."

Puck chuckled and suddenly pulled me out of my chair and easily rested me on his lap, "I happen to like the size of my head, Grimm."

I rolled my eyes, smiling slightly. "Alright, Fairy Boy. Let me go."

"No."

"Puck...people are going to here soon."

"They're not here now."

"But-" Puck shut me up by softly settling his lips against mine; cupping my face with his hands that matched each curve of my features. I smiled into the kiss as I kissed back with verve, and felt him smirk against me. I pulled away gently and leapt out of his lap; back into my own seat.

Puck scowled at me, his now-red lips pouting. "That's not fair, Grimm."

I rolled my eyes, "Like you know what fair is Pusbrain. Now shut up." I turned away from him; so you could imagine my surprise when I was suddenly pulled out of my chair and within Puck again. He pulled me right out of my seat, and I was halfway to the ground when he pulled me close to him, where he pressed his lips against mine. I started to yell at him and tug free, but was soon caught up in his touch. Meanwhile, Puck's hand found their way to my waist, while I buried my fingers into his hair. It was soft and sweet, passionate and utterly loving; it was everything I wanted in that moment; which is why I didn't bother pulling away until I heard a gasp behind me.

My eyes widened as I saw Miranda at the door with her eyes blazing with anger...with Stacy Green at her side? My face flared, and I shot a glare at Puck, who smiled at me guiltily and nervously, his face burning scarlet red to the very tips of his ears.

I breathed in deeply, "Hey…Miranda."

She completely ignored me. She wouldn't even look at me. Instead she and Green rolled their eyes at each other as if to say Who is this freak and why is she even talking? before strutting up to Puck. "Hey, Puck. How's it going?" she simpered, fluttering her eyelashes flirtatiously.

I could feel my anger bubbling up. My jaw was pulsing and I was very tempted to slug her good and hard. Puck shuffled as he eyed at me, and back to her apprehensively, "Um. Good." He flashed another glance at me, this time seeing my face at full anger tottering up to that very tip, and motioned for me to calm down frantically. He obviously knew how I would explode in front of these ignorant imbeciles.

I breathed in deeply again. I would not let my anger get the best of me. Instead of kneeing her, like I so badly wanted to do, I took Puck's hand and lead him back into our seats.

Puck stared at me; obviously impressed that I didn't blow a hole in the ceiling. Green suddenly appeared next to Miranda and hooked her arm with her before taking them both over to where Green and her followers typically sat.

I clenched my jaw. It was official; Miranda hated my guts.

It wasn't long before everyone else milled into the classroom. Emily walked in with her black combat boots thudding loudly against the floor. She stopped as soon as she stepped into the room staring at Miranda's place next to Green. Her eyebrows shot up way, way high till they turned practically invisible beneath her bangs. She glanced at me as if to confirm that it was really happening. I gave her a subtle nod, and she grimly nodded back before coming over to sit by me.

"I can't believe she'd sink that low," she said as she took her seat.

"I can't believe Green let her back in."

"Yeah..."

"She's obviously told her something about me." I ran over everything I've told her and Emily in the past month...would she really tell Green any of that?

Emily frowned, "...I...wish I can say no with confidence but, this is just so uncertain."

I closed my eyes, "That's okay. She can say whatever she likes; it won't bother me."

Emily looked at me dubiously, "So we forget her?"

I looked at her, "...Depends on what she decides to do. I mean, that's for me. You can still be her friend if you want."

Emily snorted, "She's over there with Green. She made this decision and she will pay the price."

I smiled, "Thanks, Emily."

She smiled back, "No problem. You know what this means? I get to know your boyfriend without having her snooping around." She smirked wickedly, "You've got lipstick on your lips, Puck."

His face flushed bright red and he rubbed at his mouth furiously. Abruptly, he stopped and frowned. "Sabrina doesn't wear lipstick."

Emily arched an eyebrow, and grinned wolfishly; "No...But you did prove my theory of you two kissing whenever possible."

I scowled at her and pushed her, while she laughed maniacally. I shook my head and rolled my eyes before laughing with her, as Puck glared at both of us. I smiled happily; maybe this wouldn't be so bad, maybe Miranda would turn around.

Mr. Arnold walked briskly into his classroom. "Alright guys, you've probably noticed the new student. His name is Robin Goodfellow. Be nice to him."
And with that, everyone resumed their normal chatter.

Emily looked at us curiously, "Robin Goodfellow?"

"Family nickname," I replied.

"Oh...I'll call you Robin. For now. You look like a Robin; I'll just call you Robin. So, Robin...why have you decided to stay? Other than the obvious."

Puck shrugged, "World travelling is good and all, but I just want to be home with family." He slung an arm around me and brought me close; suffocating me.

I shoved him away, "Get off me, you idiot." I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him.

Puck laughed and poked me in the ribs, "I love how much you care, Grimm."

I smiled sweetly at him and said, "I know," before kicking his shin; hard enough so that the pain was there, but not throbbing.

Puck scowled at me and shoved me while Miranda and I laughed.
This really wasn't so bad...Miranda wasn't really evil; she wouldn't turn on me like that. I smiled more freely than ever before; yeah she wouldn't tell Green anything. I mean, would she?

~~~Time Skip~~~

I didn't realize how truly and desperately wrong I was until lunch. Emily, Puck and I were sitting at our usual table; just beginning to eat lunch. I immediately saw that Emily was furious about something.

"What's the matter?"

Her electric eyes glittered dangerously, "Nothing."

I arched an eyebrow, "Really?"

Emily sighed, "I'll tell you later."

I nodded slowly before turning to Puck, who was also frowning. "Okay guys, seriously. What's wrong?"

Emily spoke first, "Miranda's a bitch."

I stared at her. Emily cursed quite often...but never at one of us. "How come?"

Her eyes froze and became deadly, "She's been telling everyone about your parents. Saying that your family is dangerous."

"What?"

Puck sighed, "She has. She's saying that Marshmallow's had been in the madhouse while Henry and Veronica were gone…and that you were a shoplifter, but that the police kept letting you go because you were still young to go to full court."

And then it all made sense. The whispers, the stares. I breathed in deeply. If this was what she wanted, then I'll let her have it…right now…it was war. "Fine. Just forget it. People can be idiots if they want."

Puck smiled slightly at me, "They'd have to do more than that to mess with a Grimm."

I laughed a little, "A lot more."

~~~Time Skip~~~

And it continued. The rumors spread even more. People stared at me as I went; judging on what they heard. Believing that I am a thief, that I was abusive, that I was power hungry, and that Puck and Emily was just a victims of my rage and couldn't step away from me without being hurt. I let Miranda go on about it; she didn't really know who I was and I didn't care. I wanted to get payback of some kind, but I knew it would only fuel the rumors. So I kept quiet for over a week, until one day I just snapped.

It was actually a pretty good day in the beginning. I aced a science test with a 100%, Puck and I were going to go on our first actual date, and I just happened to wake up happy and reasonably cheerful this morning. It wasn't until the afternoon, when my day was ruined.

Puck, Emily, and I were just talking, while waiting for our rides. Granny Relda, Mr. Canis, and Red were supposed to pick up Puck and I today; since Granny complained that she had to get out more. Ever since the meeting, we were all pouring over Faerie stories trying to find something worthwhile, and for Granny, it was a 24/7 job. So Puck and I agreed to have Granny just drive us around New York for a bit with Mr. Canis and Red.

It was the exact moment the death trap came near the school and Granny, Mr. Canis, Red, and Daphne stepped out of the car and moved towards us. I heard Miranda whisper loudly, "Ugh. Look at those freaks. I wouldn't be surprised if each of them turned out to have committed serious crime. And that fat little girl with her creepy friend...can I just say, hello? Circus freaks? What weirdos!"

Green smirked, "I know, right?" Miranda started to giggle snidely with the rest of Green's followers and Green herself.
I watched Daphne's eyes filling with tears and her face burn in embarrassment and anger. Red let a tear slip down her face.

I breathed in deeply; Don't do anything bad. Don't do anything bad. Don't do anything bad. I felt Puck's hand grip mine comfortingly. I looked over to him to see his eyes were a green fire; his body tense and stiff, willing himself not to do or say anything...though it was being extremely difficult for both of us.

All of a sudden, Red started to shake violently and Mr. Canis looked at her in alarm. He sent Granny Relda a message through a glance and she nodded hastily before turning to us. I nodded stiffly to signal that she should go.

My family started for the car, but not before Miranda said, "Looks like the asylum let out the wrong patient."
Red began to sob softly. Daphne clutched her hand and dragged her into the car but not before shooting Miranda a dirty look; her eyes glittering with tears.

That was my last straw. I marched over to Miranda and glared daggers at her; my navy blue eyes flashing dangerously in anger. She recoiled a bit; but stood her ground. She was halfway into forming a sneer when I slapped her. Hard.
I was shaking with rage as I shouted at her, "HOW DARE YOU?! YOU'D MAKE MY LITTLE SISTERS CRY JUST BECAUSE OF WHAT HAPPENED?! I don't care what you say or do to me, but NO ONE hurts my family!"

I moved to strike at her, but I felt a hand grip my own. I turned around, and glared at the person furiously. My eyes immediately softened when I found that it was Puck who was holding my hand. "Come on Sabrina. She's not worth it," he pulled me gently along and we walked away. But not before I flashed Miranda one last glare. Her clear blue eyes were wide and I could see that her face was red from the palm of my hand.

Puck and I were soon far away from everyone and had somehow ended up in Central Park. Puck led me through the empty park, into a hidden spot away from prying eyes. Puck sat down at the base of a tree, bringing me down with him; I ended up curled up beside him.

We were quiet for a moment; Puck was the first to speak. "You know…she's not really worth it."

I sighed, "I know."

"Marshmallow and Psycho are tough. They can take anything; especially considering all that's happened."

"I've spent almost three years shielding Daphne from everything. I did everything I could to make sure she would never get hurt; so when she finally did...I felt like I failed her. And that it came from Miranda made it even worse. And Red...she can't handle that."

"She can. She's strong. Besides, the Old Man will help her. He's always there for her, just like you are for all of us and we are for you. You have yet to fail Marshmallow. You do everything for her safety; even when you screwed up. That year you spent with those crazy people and the orphanage; you've kept her safe and happy. Both of you will be okay now; you have Henry, Veronica, Jake, the old lady and man, Psycho, and me."

"I can't believe that I was friends with her."

"Feelings make people do strange things."

I began to smile. "When did you become so wise?"

He rolled his eyes but smiled back, "I've always been wise, Grimm."
I laughed lightly before leaning up and kissing Puck softly. He kissed me back, while pulling me even closer to him, entwining his hand around my waist, with the other buried deep within my hair. The kiss ended gently, and Puck tucked me close beside him as I laid my head on his chest, breathing in his warmth and forest scent.

"Let's stay here for a bit." Puck pressed his lips against my hair in response.

All was quiet and peaceful until, "...Sabrina?"

I jumped up, tearing away from Puck and towards the voice. My jaw clenched and I felt anger pulse through me. "What do you want?" I spat at her.

Miranda's eyes were sparkling with tears as she looked at me with remorse. "I'm here to say sorry."

"Why? You've already decided what you wanted."

"No, I haven't. I just...I've never been rejected and I thought that you did this just to hurt me. I didn't know that he really made you happy."

My eyes widened, "Why would I want to hurt you?"

"I don't know. I don't know what I was thinking...spreading rumors and making your sisters cry." Miranda had tears streaming down her face and she bowed her head, her tears disappearing into the grass. "I've been a horrible person. I know, and I'm so sorry." She sniffed a little as she wiped her tears away and looked back at me with her eyes red and puffy. "I know that I shouldn't be forgiven...I wouldn't if I were you. I'll just go now. Goodbye Sabrina."

She turned and started to walk away, and I don't know why but some part of me melted at her apology. I sighed, "Wait!" I caught up to her easily; Miranda turned and looked at me in surprise. "I guess I'll forgive you. I know feelings make people do weird things." In the corner of my eye I saw Puck smirk at me, and I smiled a little.

Miranda tackled me into a hug, "Thank you! I've missed you so much 'Brina!"

I smiled and awkwardly patted her on the back and gently forced her off me. "Me too."

Miranda beamed, "I'll just go now. You two seemed like you were in a good moment. But, we're hanging out tomorrow! You and Em and I!" She giggled a little and skipped off; back in her usual bubbly self.

I smiled as I watched her go and felt Puck stand beside me. "I can't believe you forgave her so readily. You're usually filled with revenge."

"What?!" I turned, shooting him a dirty look.

Puck laughed, "Well…you can't exactly deny it."

I grumbled a little, while Puck laughed again. "Since when did you get mature?" I snapped lightly.

Puck smiled at me, "Feelings make people do strange things, Grimm." And with that he kissed me, and I returned the favor.

A/N: So...what do you think? I like it, I guess. I hope I'm not going too fast for Puckabrina. Um...yeah, so REVIEW PLEASE! I love all them! Sorry for taking forever...I'll post as soon as I can! School's just so busy! :P Bye!