Chapter 3- Rejection Hurts

HEY! Wow, my third chapter, yay! A special shout out to confusedoutofmymind for being my first reviewer and . .u for adding my story to her favourites. Some people are too kind! Also, thank you to a reviewer who pointed out that all this time I was putting 'Ferry-pot landing' instead of 'Ferry-port landing', so thank you and could everyone please ignore those mistakes (how embarrassing), thanks! Anyway, here you are. Chapter 3, I'm aiming for 5000 words again but we'll see. Enjoy xx

Light flooded the room, as night changed to day in Pucks room, and Sabrina got pulled out of her sleep. She woke up and blinked, trying to gain focus. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light but when she did, she wondered where she was. She certainly wasn't in her turquoise room back at home in New York. This room had a forest for one thing, and grass. Then it all came back to her and she remembered that's she was on holiday in Ferry-Port landing and she was in Pucks room after he had messed around with her bed. She smiled to herself and stretched her arms out in front of her. It was her first full day of her holiday and she had already planned what she could do:

1) First she was going to go take a shower and go out shopping for some real food. Then come back and eat it.

2) After eating she was going to pamper herself and do her nails and a face mask.

3) She was then going to lazily read and sunbathe in the garden, listening to music all the while

4) Afterwards eat some cake

5) Go inside and have a nap (beauty sleep is important)

6) It should be time for tea by then

7) Draw or occupy herself

8) Then more beauty sleep- YAY!

Her day sounded satisfying. She had better get a move on though, if she wanted to get going, on her day and beat the morning rush of shoppers that would fill up the car park and pack up the shops, then take all the best food and leave nothing for anyone else. Sabrina had experienced this many times in New York so she knew you had to be careful in cases like these but she started to wonder if it would be the same for Ferry-Port landing. After all, it was a lot less populated that New York. Sabrina rubbed her eyes, yawned sleepily and leaned up. She turned away and looked down at Puck who was still sleeping. Puck could sleep through a hurricane and not wake up until everything was blown to bits. She smiled to herself despite how horrid he was to her. Then her eyes suddenly widened as she realized she has been laying Pucks chest. She noticed his arm was around her and she couldn't help but blush.

"I hope you had fun lying on me there Grimm." A voice said from behind her. She looked down to see Puck awake and rubbing his eyes. Sabrina turned pink and she could feel her whole face heating up. Puck smirked getting the reaction he was hoping for. Puck suddenly realised his arm was around her and quickly snatched it back, looking away, also embarrassed.

"I hope you had fun resting your arm on me just to pull me closer to you." Sabrina quipped, laughing, ignoring the fact that she too had been caught resting on him throughout the night. Puck growled but said nothing. Suddenly there was a flash of light and a click coming from one side of the room. Puck and Sabrina looked around to find Daphne standing near them with a camera in her hand, taking photos of them. Sabrina was horrified but Puck, being the idiot everyone knew and… disliked, just looked confused.

"What are you doing here with… that?" Puck asked, tilting his head to the side and gesturing towards the camera. Daphne looked up and smiled cheekily, she started browsing through the pictures. Sabrina stared at her, dreading what she was going to say and just hoping it had nothing to do with them 'cuddling'.

"Oooh… nothing much. Just taking pictures of the happy couple in front of me. I'm going to call this one 'the happy couple waking up from a long lie in'. Anyway, I just walked into Sabrina's room to ask to borrow socks. I did by the way if that's okay? I took the monkey ones, they are awesome. So, I found you weren't there so I went looking for you. When I found you and Puck sleeping together, with your head on his chest and his arm around you, I just HAD to take some pictures." Daphne said with a slight smirk, without looking up from her camera. Puck's eyes grew to the size of saucers as he finally realised what she had done. Sabrina gulped.

"Daphne… how many have you taken… exactly?" she asked cautiously, pointing to the camera. Daphne's smile grew but it also kind of changed into a smirk, until it was like a smirk/smile, which, Sabrina had just found out, looked weird and in no way cool- a bit like Daphne was. Daphne shrugged, keeping eye contact with the two.

"Just a few. My favourite is the one of you two cuddling while sleeping. It's too cute!" she giggled, clapping her hands, showing the little girl side of her.

"And what are you going to do with them?" Sabrina asked again.

"Tell everyone about how you two are together. I'm sure they will all be thrilled, not to worry!" Daphne said, suddenly all innocent. Sabrina shook her head slowly, this was bad. Daphne had gotten the whole thing wrong. For one thing Sabrina has starting to hate Puck all over again!

"Daphne, why?" Sabrina wondered. Daphne thought for a moment.

"Because I wanted people to hear about your great news? Because it would be funny? Why do people do anything?!" Daphne said, arm gestures included. Puck nodded in agreement and turned to face Sabrina.

"The marshmallow has a point." He said simply. Sabrina registered this idiotic comment in her head then turned to him and gave him a glare as if to say 'who's-side-are-you-on-here'. Puck just shrugged and turned back round. Daphne, however, grinned at this comment.

"D, give me the camera." Sabrina said. Daphne raised an eyebrow and put her hands on her hips, "please?" Sabrina added as an afterthought. She was literally pleading here. She didn't want anyone to know even if it wasn't that big of a deal. It wouldn't end well if people thought they were going out. Sabrina shuddered at the thought of what Henry would say, probably something along the lines off "you are grounded forever missy for going out with that... that… that RASCAL".

"I'm not too sure." Daphne said thoughtfully. Sabrina sighed deeply at her answer and started rubbing her temples; Daphne could be so stubborn and hard to deal with when she wanted to be.

"Daphne…" Sabrina warned, holding out her hand for Daphne to place the camera into. Daphne crossed her arms, and turned her head away. This wasn't going to be easy.

"NOW DAPHNE!" Sabrina demanded. Daphne turned to her in shock, then stuck her tongue out and ran out of the room. Sabrina's eyes widened.

"Daphne, no!" Sabrina shouted jumping up after Daphne her hand out stretched but the little girl was too far gone.

"UGH!" Sabrina said, clearly frustrated. She fell back against the trampoline. Her hand slapping her forehead, why did things always go wrong for her? Puck sighed deeply from behind her and tutted. Sabrina breathed deeply out from the nose, her nostrils flaring. She was trying hard… very hard… not to punch Puck in his smug little face. Still he kept on going.

"WHAT?!" Sabrina yelled. Puck looked taken aback by this sudden outburst but he quickly brushed it off. He shrugged and started looking at his finger nails.

"Nothing…" he said simply. Sabrina quietly counted to ten in her head, trying to calm herself down. How was it that it was only Puck that could get her this worked up? Once she had finished, she fixed a fake smile on her face and turned to him, her head tilted. Puck stared at her and frowned, his eyes dotting around the room awkwardly.

"What the hell is she doing?" he thought.

"Come on, Puck. Tell me." She said. She didn't even know why she bothered. She already knew it would just annoy her but for some reason she wanted his opinion. Puck groaned but gave in all the same. She was seriously creeping him out now.

"Okay, because you asked so nicely, I'll tell you. I'm going to be honest here- which we both know doesn't happen often- but you could have handled that better!" Puck said, staring at Sabrina with serious eyes. Sabrina groaned and fell back onto the bed. She never regretted asking Puck anything more than just then.

"Whatever, not like it's any of your business anyway! Just SHUT IT!" Sabrina spat. Puck held up his hands in surrender. He seemed to do this often.

"WOAH, hold on. You were the one that asked. Next time if you don't want my opinion, don't ask for it." Puck said, in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Fine, I will thank you very much." Sabrina said a sweet voice, rolling her eyes. Puck did the same. She could be so ignorant sometimes, it was unbelievable. He thought she would have at least grown up a bit more after the war against mirror, but no! It seemed like a no-can-do with Sabrina.

"See your still a master eye-roller an-"

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Sabrina snarled, rudely cutting Puck off.

"Sheesh, you sound like a dog when you talk like that… it's funny but weird at the same time." Puck commented and carried on, "so what's the big deal with marshmallow showing everyone the pictures." Sabrina thought for a while, then sat up and turned to Puck, almost smirking at him. He had no idea.

"HAHAH!" she laughed loudly, "first of all I would hate people to think I was going out with you…" she trailed off and looked him up and down. Puck faked a laugh but he didn't look impressed.

"Don't hate!" he said flatly and straight to the point. Sabrina ignored his comment, flicked her hair back and carried on.

"I mean, puh-lease, I could do so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o much better!" Sabrina laughed, still going on with her rant about how she would never go out with Puck.

"Oh no, please, stop it. You love me way too much, I might be sick." Puck said, in a very, VERY sarcastic voice. Sabrina was starting to get aggravated. She did not ask for a commentator and yet, there Puck was… commentating. And he wasn't very good either!

"Will you please just shut up and let me finish. You did ask after all." Sabrina frowned. Puck sighed and waved for her to carry on. Sabrina cleared her throat and continued, "Anyway, my dad would kill me- he hates you, you know- and ground me for the rest of the holiday. He would probably never stop telling me off either and then this holiday would officially be ruined. Everyone would also think I'm a freak. Uncle Jake wouldn't be able to stop teasing me. I wouldn't be able to put up with my mother's warning and long, boring speeches about how I should be careful with you, blahddy-blah! It would also be so-o-o-o embarrassing. People wouldn't be able to stop going ON about it. Are those reasons good enough for you?" Sabrina asked him, politely. She definitely thought they were. I mean she had just given him a whole paragraph about why it wouldn't be great if Daphne showed everyone the pictures. Puck pursed his lips for a moment and thought.

"Hmm… eergh… um… They aren't bad. You sure did include a lot of points, that's for sure! But no need to worry anyway; Daphne won't tell." Puck comforted her. Sabrina smiled, these were the moments she liked- where she could talk to Puck and he would understand and listen and say all the right things. It just proved they had a lot in common and could get along if they wanted to. Although Puck didn't want to! That was the problem.

"NOW GOT OUT OF MY ROOM, SMELLY! You have over-stayed your welcome, not that you were welcome in the first place." He muttered to himself, pointing to the door. Sabrina's smile quickly dropped like shattered glass. Sabrina stood up and folded her arms, but didn't leave. This seemed to anger Puck.

"Ehm, excuse me? You were the one that caused this. If you hadn't put things in my bed, none of this would've happened! I hope you have learned your lesson." Sabrina said to him. Puck looked confused for a moment which Sabrina had grown accustomed too. After all with that tiny brain of his, he couldn't fit much in and was a bit of an idiot, which was probably why he was always confused. People did sometimes say the smaller your brain, the cleverer you are (which is not true), but this was not the case for Puck!

"Lesson?" he asked, hoping for Sabrina to fill him in on what he should've apparently 'learned'. Sabrina rolled her eyes at him.

"Yes, lesson to NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, come between a girl and her beauty sleep. Is that hard for you to understand?" she said slowly like he was two (which was an extremely long time ago with him being more than four thousand), teasing him and smirking all the while. Puck sighed and shook his head, then looked back at her with solemn eyes.

"Sabrina… you don't need any beauty sleep!" he said, kindly. Sabrina blushed. Did Puck just admit he thought she was… Beautiful? Sabrina couldn't quite believe it. She felt almost proud that the boy, who never notices girls, noticed her and said something so sweet! Who know that it was possible from such a disgusting boy? Sabrina certainly didn't.

"Why is that?" she spluttered. Puck smirked and Sabrina instantly knew something kind wasn't coming next.

"Because…." Puck began, adding extravagant arm movements for a dramatic effect, "no amount of beauty sleep will make you pretty. You see, you're too ugly. I'm sorry but someone had to tell you!" Puck laughed while saying this. Sabrina couldn't quite believe it. True, she should have expected it- it was Puck after all- but she just didn't know someone could be both so heartless and thoughtless… not to mention cruel! Sabrina gawped at him then slowly turned around and walked away without a backwards glance or a word. She could feel small tears pricking at her eyes but she blinked them back. She had to be strong and show people comments like that couldn't get to her… but they did, more than people could ever know. Mostly, everyone just saw Sabrina as a tough cookie who could take anything, but they seemed to forget she had feelings and could take things to heart very easily. It didn't happen often. Barely ever to tell the truth but with Puck, it just did and she couldn't help it, as much as she wanted to! Sabrina took a shower, and stayed under there for a long while, letting the warm water run over her. Once she had finished she quickly dried herself on a white, fluffy towel and got dressed into a new dress she bought specially for this holiday; it was short and had frills at the end of it. The sleeves went up to her elbows and the neck was square. It was white with red flowers blooming all over it- the perfect summer dress and was perfect for going out (not too fancy and not too plain). She wore it with black pumps and put her hair up in a messy high ponytail. She looked at herself in the mirror and started applying mascara. Halfway through she wondered if there was actually any point… after all she was told that she was ugly not an hour ago so was there really any point? She doubted it would make a difference, just make her look like a slapper. Sabrina sighed loudly, she was annoying herself. This was stupid- she shouldn't let it get to her. They were just idiotic comments from an idiotic fairy boy, yet it seemed to matter. Though it shouldn't, if she thought she was pretty then why couldn't she make herself look nice. This, however, just made her sound vain.

"To hell with it!" she mumbled and put the rest of her make-up on. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror closely for a long time. Finally she came to a conclusion; she looked good. She smiled, twirled around in a circle and headed downstairs. She suddenly smelt food and felt hungry and sick at the same time- hungry for normal food, and sick because all there was, was abnormal food. Sabrina suddenly gasped and checked the time- 11:00- too late to go shopping unless she wanted to be there all day. Maybe she should just go to the Blue Plate Diner (the best café in town, Sabrina loved this place) for food but she figured that it would probably be packed round about now! She walked into the kitchen to find Daphne and Puck eating whole meals in one disgusting mouthful, her dad and Granny Relda chatting away, and her mum feeding Basil his baby food. Even that looked more appetising than the purple and blue mashed potatoes and sausages in front of her. She cringed before realising Uncle Jake wasn't there. She still hadn't seen him, though she was positive he was probably at the party yesterday.

"Where's Uncle Jake?" Sabrina asked them. Everyone ignored her before her mum finally turned around and focused her gaze on her eldest child,

"He's out honey, why?" Veronica informed her. Sabrina nodded and shrugged.

"No reason, just haven't seen him yet and I would like to say hello." Sabrina answered but her mum wasn't listening anymore as she was occupying herself cleaning a messy, mashed carrot-smeared-mouth, food-covered Basil. Sabrina rolled her eyes but said nothing and walked through to the kitchen to have a look for food.

"Not much point in me doing this though, it's not like I'm going to find anything edible anyway!" Sabrina thought to herself rooting through cupboards, drawers, the fridge… anything! She had no luck and couldn't find anything! She started to get bored and wanted to let go on the food search, because her patience was running out quickly- that was something Sabrina didn't have a lot what seemed like an hour, but was really only two minutes, Sabrina gave up and stormed upstairs.

"Leibling?" Granny Relda asked, her face kind and her voice concerned. Sabrina ignored her and walked straight on, out of the dining room, through the living room and upstairs. It was now five past eleven and already Sabrina was in a bad mood, like she would snap at the next person who even breathed to loudly. She didn't even fully understand herself why she was like is. It was either not her day or she was getting her mood swings on again! Sabrina hated this time for of the month because even though it was called 'mood swings', her mood only seemed to swing into the direction of anger or depression. This meant it was getting increasingly harder to find Sabrina truly happy, but she had practiced for so long, you could barely tell if she was faking her happiness of if it was true. Another thing that always got Sabrina in a huff was how she was growing up- sure she wanted to (who wouldn't), to be able to be taken seriously, understood and have your own say (which if you knew Sabrina, you would know that this was all Sabrina wanted) but at the same time, she didn't want to. It was like she was growing old, like things were going too fast and she was missing all the important moments in her life; she tried to grab onto them, she really and truly did, but it always seemed to be too far and eventually it would fly onwards and disappear into nothingness, leaving her alone in a place of pain, where she couldn't enjoy anything and was growing up too fast. Like the whole world was on her shoulders. It was extremely hard to explain and to make matters worse, all her feelings were cooped up inside her and she couldn't tell anyone. Sure there was Daphne, who Sabrina could trust but it never seemed like enough. Daphne was only young and still had all her life to live; Sabrina didn't want to share some of her weight on her sister's shoulders- it wouldn't be fair! That was also why Sabrina could be really jealous of Daphne at times; she was carefree, always a smile on her pretty little face, always happy and always seemed to find that little seed of true happiness and joy inside her even when times were rough. Her smile brightened a whole room and she was extremely easy to get along with because of her up-beat attitude. Why couldn't Sabrina be more like that?

"If only…" Sabrina wished wistfully. She slammed the door closed as soon as she entered what would be her room for the next six weeks and collapsed onto her bed. The bouncy mattress made her bounce up and down two times, before finally letting her settle down. She closed her eyes and curled up into a small ball. She dearly hoped that not all of the summer holidays would be as bad as today (not that it was bad exactly, more that she was feeling bad, which was perfectly normal for all girls) because holidays were a time of fun, she should be more fun. No wonder some people described her as a moody cow, she needed to prove them wrong- prove she could be cool, funky and extraordinary… like her sister who everyone loved. Jealousy started eating away at her again but she quickly shook it off- no time for that- and opened her eyes. Stretched out. Stood up. And fixed a big grin on her face. She decided she would try to be happy and hopefully pass it on to others. Life was too short to always be sulky and surely if you acted happy for a long time, it would eventually come true? Right?! RIGHT! Sabrina was already feeling better. She just had to think positive thoughts! She walked downstairs, still smiling and padded over to the dining room. Everyone had started clearing up the dirty dishes and piling them high into the sink. They had started wiping down the table too. Sabrina stood in the doorway for a while, wondering when it was the right time to say something and when someone would notice her. Should she just butt in? No that would be rude and also interrupt them from their work. God knew that all hell would break lose if there was one crumb left on the godforsaken floor- as this often happened back at the apartment at home. Sabrina silently smirked to herself- not quiet enough though! Granny Relda looked up from pushing the chairs in and smiled at her grand-daughter.

"Yes Sabrina?" she asked. Everyone stared in Sabrina's direction, and Sabrina almost felt shy around her own family… and Puck and Red. Puck raised an eyebrow at her. Sabrina caught him doing this and looked at him for a long while before his eyes slid away from hers.

"Sabrina?" the old woman asked again, patting Sabrina on the arm, gently. Sabrina's gaze flicked back to that of her grandmothers and her smile found its place on her face again. Sabrina cleared her throat.

"Just wanted to know if anyone would like to go out with me somewhere? To the park or the shops… or something?" Sabrina asked, sure someone would accept. No answer came and Sabrina's smile fell and she looked down at the floor, not wanting to show anyone how disappointed she was. The family looked around the room and shifted uncomfortably. It was a no, straight away… from all of them. Sure she accepted this from all of them, even though she hoped someone would say 'yes', she secretly knew it would be a no. That was the sad thing about Sabrina's life- they never had time for her… not any more… no one did. Everybody was rather uncomfortable, apart from Puck who didn't really care, and couldn't even look at Sabrina, though she wouldn't have noticed anyway. She wasn't listening any more… who would want to listen to their pathetic excuses anyway. Granny Relda went first…

"Well, Sabrina you see! Me, Henry and Red were going to go have a look at a new mystery… we didn't invite you because we knew you wouldn't like to come…! Anyway, not all of us are on holiday here!" Granny Relda laughed at her joke but soon trailed off when no one looked in the slightest bit amused. She quickly exited the room over to the kitchen, Red followed and soon Henry had left too, neither of them wanting to stay in the room any longer than necessary. Next it was Veronica, who shakily stepped forward; Basil balanced on the hip with his dummy on his mouth. He was sucking on it softly- it was the only sound in the room until Veronica cleared her throat.

"So see, honey… I was going to take Basil out to a little day-care place so then I could go get some shopping. I better go now actually. Bye." Veronica rushed and gave Sabrina a quick peck on the cheek before whirling away and leaving the quiet house, slamming the door behind her. Sabrina heard her mother placing Basil in his pram and rolling away, the wheels making a clanky sound against the gravel, but the sound quickly faded into nothingness. There were two people left to face Sabrina; Puck who was lazily leaning against the table, yawning from time to time and going in and out of dazes staring at the wall. The other was Daphne, who was smiley and friendly and almost always there for Sabrina… not this time. Sabrina didn't expect this from her. She had never felt so alone and unwanted before.

"Sabrina…" Daphne started and Sabrina finally switched to attention at her sisters voice, her head snapping up to look Daphne in the eye, "Puck's going to show me to play poker…. So, we better get going." Sabrina's eyes darted between Daphne and Puck and back again to land on Daphne. Sabrina's eyes were filled with hope… and something else- desperation, to be with someone instead of being on the outside looking in. This always happened, it seemed like Sabrina didn't fit in with this eccentric family.

"Could… I… ehm, join, perhaps?" Sabrina timidly asked, playing with the fingers. Puck suddenly stepped in, placing a firm hand on Daphne's shoulder. Sabrina followed his hand to his arm, his shoulder, his neck and finally his face. This was Puck; she knew what the answer would be.

"No can do Grimm, two player game ONLY!" he said spitefully and led Daphne out of them room. Sabrina followed them, her mouth hanging open. Puck looked back and glared at her, rolling his eyes.

"Oh please Grimm, get a life. Just because no one wants you doesn't mean you have to get all wound up about it! Just hang around by yourself for once. Have you ever thought that maybe people don't want to hang around with you? Sheesh, give everyone some space here will you. No wonder people don't want really like you. You were right Daphne; she has turned into a bit of a desperate, pathetic loser that NO ONE wants…" Puck snarled, looking her up and down, then gave her one last smirk before turning away. Daphne gave one last look at Sabrina before turning away from her, guilty and wide-eyed. Sabrina opened her mouth, ready to say a cruel come-back, but nothing came. She couldn't manage one word, so she shut her mouth and looked down. Her throat felt like it had something lodged inside it and she couldn't breathe properly, her intestines formed a tight knot, pulling at Sabrina's heart. It seemed like if someone so much as touched her, she would fall apart. Neither Daphne nor Puck looked back after that and carried up the stairs to Pucks room, the one Sabrina had slept in just the night before. Where Daphne had taken photos of them cuddling. All that seemed like such a long time ago. They slammed the door behind them. Sabrina flinched. The loud sound woke her up from the trance she was in. She couldn't focus on anything but the endless excuses and the sharp, mean words Puck said to her. Why was he so cruel? Was he right, was what he said true? Had Daphne said that? Was she unwanted? All these questions circled Sabrina's head in an endless circuit. Tears began to prick at her eyes and before she could stop them big, fat salty tears were running down her face and dropping of her chin. She sniffed loudly and ran outside. She didn't want anyone to see her right now. She needed to be alone, plus her make-up was probably running making her look like an old hag or something. She walked around for a while until she was heading up a dirt path, leading to a large, dark forest. She stopped and sat down on the grass. She was on top of a hill over-looking the whole town. She wasn't scared to fully cry then, letting it all come out. Do you know what hurt Sabrina the most? The fact that everything Puck said was true and she knew it. It pained her to admit it but sometimes you had to be strong and own up when wrong. Sabrina felt far from strong. She felt helpless and alone and scared and unloved. No paid any attention to her anymore and that was why she was always alone, not because she wanted to be. But when she wanted to change that around and smile, make people happy and just have fun… they let her down again. It hurt more this time than the others though!

"Why is it always me?" Sabrina moaned, still letting the tears come and wiping her eyes from time to time to make sure her eye-liner and mascara weren't running down her face to badly. She already knew she looked a state but she didn't care. Cruel thoughts kept going round and round her head, then mean stuff about herself. Sabrina started doubting herself, saying she was a waste-of-space, wishing she wasn't born. The usual things people say about themselves when extremely depressed.

"Okay down there?" a concerned voice said from behind her. Sabrina jumped up and formed her fighting stance; fists clenched, one foot in front, one behind. At first Sabrina half-expected it to be Puck, then the more she kept thinking about it, it seemed very unrealistic that he would be here after saying those things. He was now Sabrina's worst enemy. She hated him so much she thought she would cry because it seemed so harsh and he was kind of, in a weird way, family! Sabrina was extremely surprised to find Peter Pan standing close to her on the top of the hill, with his hands up in surrender and laughing. She had never properly been close, this close, to the famous, magical boy. He seemed caring, funny- someone who could easily cheer you up. He was cute too, with messy dirty-blonde hair and laughing blue eyes. He was tall, a creamy colour and had slanting cheek-bones. He was very handsome Sabrina decided and in NO WAY resembled that… that damn PUCK! Sabrina smiled and stood normally, holding one arm and digging at the grass with one foot. Peter Pan stared at her, which made Sabrina feel uncomfortable… was he deciding what to make of her…? He put his hands back down and stopped laughing. His eyes looked Sabrina up and down slowly and then snapped back to her face. He smiled then frowned and started fumbling for something in his pocket. Sabrina watched him closely, wondering what he was looking for. Eventually he pulled his hand out and on it was a tissue. Sabrina looked at it then back up to his now smiling face. She smiled and awkwardly walked up to him and took it.

"Thanks…" she said and started wiping her eyes with it carefully. He watched her intently.

"What is his problem?" she asked herself, getting more uncomfortable with every second that past.

"Here, you missed a bit." He said and gently took the tissue of her. He dabbed at her eyes. She stared at him. He was so close to her now she could feel his breath; it was warm but smelled a bit like curry. This kind of grossed the sixteen year old out as she hated curry. She used to like it but didn't any more. Once he was finished cleaning her face, he looked deep into her eyes like he was reading her soul. He dropped the tissue and it flew away in the wind. Sabrina still focused on Peter Pan. She smiled and looked down.

"Than-" Sabrina started but before she could finish, Peter had leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Sabrina had been kissed by lots of boys but none were as cute or special. The kiss wasn't magical but this kiss… was, it was like he really meant it and it took Sabrina off-guard too which made her feel even happier. It was like he wanted to kiss her- even when she was looking like this. Sabrina kissed him back and it surprised her to find she enjoyed it but it didn't mean much to her, it just felt nice… that's all. They pulled apart, wide-eyes. Sabrina backed away, a hand to her lips, but still stared at Peter right in the eyes. He smiled and Sabrina looked away.

"Oh…" was all she could manage…

Woo I did it 6,000 words… again! So I have finally finished and added a bit of a cliff-hanger in there for you too! Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'm really starting to enjoy this! Anyway, I really wanted to write something that showed how Sabrina really felt inside because not much FanFics to that. I hope I captured her well (fingers crossed). Oh and Puck was only being mean because of what you will find out later on in the story! Can I also just say another thank you to a reviewer who probably wrote the longest review EVER! They were very nice and helped me a lot, so thanks. Bye xx