I'm back! This chapter's for you guys!

"Sparrow, come see the street performers!" his mother called. 11-year old Sparrow trudged through the crowd, in search of his mother's voice.

While his father was gone on an expedition, Sparrow was stuck with his mother, watching not-so-hexcellent street performers.

Young Sparrow's ears listened to the soft tinkling music. It disgusted him. "Mom," he moaned, "I hate this already. It's gonna be a bunch of prissy ladies in dresses skipping all over the place. Again."

"Sparrow Hood! You know, you might enjoy yourself! For once, enjoy the things we go to see!" his mother scolded. Sparrow kept quiet, but was fuming inside.

A petite, pale girl swooped across the cobblestone ring where the performers...performed. She was...astonishing...yet familiar. Sparrow's mouth gaped open, and his green eyes were as wide as saucers.

"I am Duchess Swan. I will be dancing to the Song of Swans!" she exclaimed. Duchess Swan? Sparrow couldn't believe his eyes. This was the girl who Sparrow made fun of in nursery school. The girl who turned bitter when she read about her destiny. The girl who wasn't attractive after she went through her "phase".

Now she was back...and she was...hot. Sparrow laughed to himself, knowing his mother wouldn't approve of him eyeing a girl just because of her looks.

Duchess began to dance. She was elegant and smooth. She did a leap over the stature of stupid Milton Grimm. She did grand jetes all over the place. Pirouettes and pique turns.

Then, Duchess turned and her eyes landed on Sparrow. Her eyes widened and she fell. The audience gasped and Sparrow raced to help her up. "Duchess," he panted, "Are you okay?" The shock in Duchess's eyes turned to hate when her eyes met Sparrow's emerald ones.

"Get. Off. Of. Me." Sparrow obeyed and inched away from her. She stood up and wiped her dress.

"Sparrow Hood?" Duchess asked, angrily. Sparrow gave her a smile. "Yeah. I was wondering, Duchess. Would you like to go out with me?" he asked. She'd say yes. He could feel it.

"No. I hate you. Now you like me? Wow. Never, will I ever, go out with you!" Duchess screamed. She stormed off, leaving Sparrow bewildered.

That wasn't was Sparrow was hexpecting at all. He went back to his mother, awestruck. The crowd left, disappointed in the swan girl's performance.

His mother ruffled his hair. "Sparrow," she said, "You're going to have to learn that you'll never get a girl like that. You need to respect her. It's not about looks. Just know that."

Sparrow didn't believe his mother. Girls were supposed to be beautiful! It was just that. But he'd find a way to get Duchess. And he wouldn't need his mother's advice.

Duchess strolled in the woods. "Stupid Sparrow. He ruined everything!" Yes, Sparrow was pretty cute, but Duchess had never liked him. Since the merciless teasing from nursery school, up to her"phase" days. The days when she starved herself so much, she wasn't beautiful. Her face had bags, and she was paler than usual. All because of Sparrow.

But she was back, and she was better. The idiotic son of Robin Hood wasn't going to stop her. She wouldn't be tricked into going out with him. He would just break hearts. That's what Sparrow Hood was. A heart-breaker.

Booom….well...I know Sparrow's personality was kinda...y'know...egotistical...but...it is MY fic. Review….