Chapter 2- Clue two
As I looked at the book, I felt like hyperventilating. Somebody, found it.
My past.
I've tried to forget as much as possible, get ride of it. Never let it be spoken of. Block out any conversation. But I knew it wouldn't last long.
Daphne saw my face and took the book. Her face went white with terror. We both tried to forget. No, we wouldn't re-live it.
Red looked at the book, not realizing what it was she asked, "What?"
Puck took the book and flipped through it. He stopped at the picture of him on his throne of trash.
"Whoever did this got me all wrong. I'm way better looking. But they did get Grimm perfect, Ugly as ever."
I grabbed the book and hit him as hard as I could in the gut with my fist. "Puss covered baby. Do you even know what this is? This is a book!"
"Duh, I'm not that stupid Grimm."
I growled.
"Idiot. Someone wrote down what Daphne and I did when we came here. This looks like our first case. It looks like some is treating my life and Daphne's as a stupid fairy tale book. They wrote this down. And I bet they got it spot on perfect. The picture is."
"Oh, are you scared of a picture."
I raised my fist to hit him again but Daphne interrupted. "Puck, if this is written like a fairy tale, than someone is watching us. Our every move."
Puck's and my eyes got wide. If there were more of these then the might have gotten the kiss Puck and I shared.
"Well, I'll read it and find out." I said.
"I want to read it too" Daphne wined.
"Daph, it says share with no one. No one. Except him. Whoever him is." I explained.
Daphne scowled. "Fine, but I want to know what you find. We are a team."
"The Sisters Grimm" Red said.
"Hun?" I asked.
"The Sisters Grimm, like the brothers… Oh whatever. Just get reading." Red said.
And the group walked out. Daphne of course, stomped out. I sat on my bed and started reading.
The more I read the more I was scared. It was spot on perfect. Everything, from what Granny was wearing the day she picked us up to the way I felt. It seemed like I was the main character. It was freaky, weird, abnormal freaky.
I sighed as I finished the last sentence, 3 hours. Not my usual way to read books like this.
But for minutes I would stare at the words, realizing that everything down to the very words of what people said. It was… stalker.
I put the book under my arm and walked out. Everyone, Granny, Canis, Red, Puck, Daphne, and Elvis were just finishing lunch. I guess I missed the call.
Normal food.
I wasn't hungry. From what I read, no. "So glad you could join us." Granny said. I smiled and walked to the fridge. I pulled out a jug of orange juice. Regular orange juice. I got a cup, poured some and took a gulp.
"Child, what do you have under your arm?"Mr. Canis asked.
"Um… It's my book. I got it from the library." I lied.
Daphne shot me a look like 'tell them.' I shot a look like 'No, they might get hurt.' Than she said, "Sabrina, can I borrow it after your done?"
"No," I smiled and walked away.
"Sabrina, why not?" Granny asked. "It's teen. Too grown up for her." And with that I hurried out. I ran to my room and shut the door, locked it and walked over to the window.
I pulled it open and stared at the ground. Only a few feet up…
I took a breath and lowered myself out and dropped. I hit the ground and ran to town. Longer way but I really didn't care. I think I know where the next clue is but…
It was a real long shot. 22-47-56 weren't random numbers. They were a key. The key to open my locker I had at school, where my second case took place. The locker number was C166, I think…
But I don't even know if it will be right. I could be wrong. But I am positive or second case was at the school. Dealing with a man name Rumplestilskin.
Yep, that's how this tale goes, twisted and full of…
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