Hey Princess
A Sisters Grimm Fan Fiction
Chapter 5

Sabrina Grimm couldn't believe she was at cheerleading tryouts. That's what she got for having preppy, picture-perfect Miley as a best friend and the super girly Arianna as another best friend. They were just a little too obsessed with Bradley and his friends. And, while the girls were busy jumping in the air and tumbling across the floor on one side of the gym, the other side of the gym was occupied by the boys trying out for the basketball team. And on that side of the gym, was Puck, who Sabrina couldn't help sneaking little peaks at. And when she wasn't gazing over at him, he was watching her.

"Hey," Sabrina turned around slowly, sure she was about to be yelled at by Spencer Monroe, the captain of the cheerleading team. Spencer was a typical, stereo-typed cheerleader with thick, bright blonde hair that was heavily high lighted with an even brighter blonde color. Her eyes were a bright, deep crystal blue color and her skin was deeply tanned.

"Yeah?" Sabrina asked, noticing that all the girls who were trying out today were gathering their things. The other girls, who were already on the team, were rolling up the mats to put them away.

"So, you know that new kid, right?" She asked, eyes locked on the other side of the gym where the boys were taking free throws. Puck was at the line right now, making every shot he took as if it were nothing.

"Puck? Yeah, he's an old family friend," Sabrina nodded, walking towards the bleachers with Spencer following her.

"Why do they call him Puck?" She asked, raising her perfectly plucked eyebrows at Sabrina as she gathered her things.

"Um," Sabrina stuttered. "Well, he likes to pull pranks," She said. Spencer frowned in confusion. "Midsummer's Night Dream? Puck was the fairy prince who pulled pranks on people. He was always pulling pranks on me when we were little, so my grandma started calling him that and the name just stuck. His real name's Robin Goodfellow," Sabrina mentally kicked herself. Comparing Puck to the play he was from? If Spencer ever read that, she'd notice the connection in their names. How could she have been so stupid?

"Okay...?" Spencer rolled her eyes. "Whatever...anyways...is he, like, single?" Spencer asked, leaning a little bit closer to Sabrina and whispering her question. Sabrina's eyes widened at the question.

It had never crossed her mind that other girls might be attracted to Puck simply on his looks. After all, he'd started to take care of himself and it wasn't hard to notice how good looking he was when he was clean. Actually, he was attractive without being all clean and well taken care of. But being showered and wearing just a hint of some kind of sexy cologne with his hair neatly combed and styled into that perfectly messy style all guys loved? With a pair of jeans that were just baggy enough and a simple see shirt under a plaid button down or a sweatshirt with his infamous Converse? He was hard to resist and impossible to miss. It only made sense that Spencer, the girl who was always going after the hottest and newest find, would want Puck.

"Um, no...I mean...yes, he is...but he likes somebody-has for awhile, and he's really attached to her," Sabrina lied smoothly. Although, it was clear to most people that it wasn't just a lie. Even Sabrina sometimes wondered if there was some truth to Daphne's teasings.

"Well, just because the other team's got a goalie...it doesn't mean I can't score, right?" Spencer smiled brightly. "Put in a good word for me, yeah? 'Kay-thanks, bye," Spencer said, hugging Sabrina tightly before turning on her heel and walking back towards her friends. Sabrina frowned in confusion and walked back towards Miley and Arianna who were waiting on the basketball try-out side of the gym. Puck was bringing Sabrina to Faerie for a long over-due visit. Arianna and Miley just wanted an excuse to hang around Puck.

"What did she want?" Arianna asked.

"I hate her," Miley said. It was obvious to everyone that Miley's over the top, totally fake niceness around Spencer was all because of her desperate desire to be a cheerleader. Spencer probably knew it too.

"I'll tell you later," Sabrina mumbled as Puck came walking over, a wide smile on his face and his bag swung over his shoulder. "Hey, Puck," She smiled at him. He smiled back and went to greet her, but he was intercepted.

"Hey, Sabrina," Bradley grinned, approaching her with his friends. "So, how'd try-outs go?" He asked. "I already made the team. I'm the starting point guard...I'll probably be the star of the team-again-but, you know, I don't like to brag or anything," He said. Sabrina went to answer his question, but he kept on talking. He was one of those guys who just loved to hear his own voice. "And I bet I'll do even better with you cheering me on, you know? Anyways, I was wondering if-"

"Hey, Grimm-you ready to go? Mom's all excited about seeing you again. She said there was a lot of stuff she never got a chance to say last time around...and I did promise your dad I'd get you home by nine...that only gives us, like four hours," He said.

"Who are you?" Bradley turned around to face Puck.

"Robin Goodfellow...but everybody calls me Puck, right 'Brina?" He grinned at Sabrina who blushed. Puck rarely called her by her real name, yet alone her nickname. Whenever he did, she turned as red as Snow White's cheeks.

"He's an old family friend. Puck, this is Bradley," She explained.

"Well, it was so nice meeting you Bryan," Puck said, a completely fake smile on his face. "But I really have to be going-let's go, 'Brina," He grinned, slipping an arm around her shoulders and leading her away. "Later Miley-Aria," He called over his shoulder. "Again, it really was nice to meet you, Billy," He smirked at Bradley. And Sabrina couldn't help but giggle at his clear jealousy-until she remembered her own jealous antics with Spencer.