Hey everybody, I know I said I wouldn't update until Monday or something like that, but I got home earlier than I thought I would so here I am writing another chapter. Thank you to PenguinLoverGurl for pointing out that small mistake in the last chapter, it has been fixed. Also to the anonymous reviewer Hello thank you for reviewing, and I like your idea, but had no other way of contacting you where you are anonymous. If you feel like sharing more just PM me, unless you don't have an account in which case you could just put it in a review I guess. Thank you to all my reviewers for being awesome, yeah I know all you non reviewers want to get in on my praise. Anyways I'll stop procrastinating now.
I do not own Sisters Grimm.
Chapter 19
We walked quickly through the bitter cold. I had received a text from Daphne saying that she and Red would walk home without us so that they wouldn't have to wait for us while they froze. The silence between us was torture. All I could think about were Seth's last words as Puck and I walked away. What had he told Puck that he wanted him to remember? It was probably none of my business. It probably had nothing to do with me, but what if it did? Puck wasn't someone I pictured talking about his feelings to a friend, but what if they had just had a conversation like Anna and I had just had? Without Anna's girly girl attitude of course. Why did I even care? The "what ifs" just kept piling up in my head. What if it was nothing? Drop it Sabrina, it's nothing.
I was shivering like crazy by now despite only having been outside a few minutes. The wind didn't help; it bit into my skin like a hungry predator. I could hear Puck's teeth chattering next to me, but asking him to fly us home was pointless. It would be faster, but it would be colder and the wind stronger. If it wasn't windy it wouldn't be such a big deal, but the wind changed things. It would just be the two of us and the long, winding road back to the house, Old McDonald's field on one side and an evergreen forest on the other.
"Let's walk through the forest," Puck suggested, teeth chattering still, "The wind wouldn't be as bad."
"But what if we get lost?" I replied nervously.
"I used to live in the woods. I won't get us lost. Besides, if we stay out here we'll freeze," He said gesturing towards my rosy cheeks.
"Okay, but if you get us lost…"
"Which I won't" He interrupted.
"If you get us lost, and we die, I'll never forgive you," I finished.
"I don't think you could forgive me if we die," he teased, and I hit him lightly on the arm.
"You know what I mean Stupid."
"Come on let's just go."
"Fine," I conceded.
Puck stepped through the branches and I followed trying not to get wacked in the face by a tree. It was darker in the woods, but as Puck had said the wind wasn't as bad. It was actually a lot warmer. I could hear the leaves crunch beneath my feat as I followed Puck through the maze of trees. I really hope he knows his way, but I was too cold to continue arguing with him.
The trees were dark and ominous. They were close together and varied in size greatly. The sun, having almost completed its journey across the sky, cast creepy shadows everywhere. The sinking sun's rays found it harder to find us the deeper we wandered into the woods. Any normal girl would be scared right now, but I wasn't. It wasn't because Puck was there either, the war changed me. I don't get scared very easily anymore, and if I do it's not something typical like the woods, or the dark, or snakes. No, now I feared pain and loss and more complicated things. War changes people, and I can't say if it was for better or for worse in my case. I hope it's for better.
We had been walking along in silence for about ten minutes when Puck stopped in his tracks. I had been right on his heels and hadn't had time to process that he had come to a halt. I walked right into him, and almost fell down, but he had turned quickly when I had bumped into him and was able to catch me before I hit the ground.
"You just can't keep your hands off me, can you Grimm," he teased.
"Or is it the other way around," I countered, "You are the one holding me."
His smirk faded, recognizing my victory in this round, and released me allowing me to stand on my own. I turned to see why he had stopped and saw a small clearing. I got the strange feeling that I had been here before, and then it hit me. This is the very spot where, all those years ago, Puck and I had first met. The large throne of junk still sitting there, waiting for its occupant to return, but he never had. This was the place that his pixie minions had forced Daphne and I to come to just days after coming to Ferryport Landing. Puck had been sitting on top of the throne in his dirty old hoodie and jeans. He had been wearing a crown and holding his wooden sword. He had accused Daphne and I of being spies that night, and attempted to drown us in a swimming pool. His pixies had since left this spot; it had been deserted for years.
"This place sure brings back memories," Puck marveled walking the path that he had followed all those years ago, and as if I was in a trance I followed behind him. We made our way through the fence and into the backyard of the house with the swimming pool. It looked tidier than the last time we had been here together and the pool had frozen over with all this cold weather. No matter how crazy it was for me to think it, this place seemed to have a magical quality about it.
"It's hard to think, after all these years, that at one time we didn't even know each other," I sighed.
"Yeah, then that night, everything changed," he agreed with a dreamy look on his face.
"We shouldn't linger much longer, it's getting colder, and we're almost home."
"Yeah," Puck sighed moving towards the street leaving me to follow once again.
The 22nd came faster than I had expected it to. I had expected the week to drag by at an unbearable speed, but it hadn't. It had flown by, and as the final bell of the day rang a collective sigh of relief escaped from the school. We were free for the next two weeks, able to do whatever we wanted to. Anna and I left math that afternoon heading in the direction of her locker and talking about what Anna would wear. She was showing me pictures from a magazine of clothes that she wanted or were similar to clothes that she owned. Neither of us was paying much attention, we knew where we were going and could get there with our eyes closed. We were almost to her locker when Anna ran into someone, dropping all her books, notebooks, and the magazine. I barely missed running into the person's companion.
I looked to see that it was Puck and Seth. It made sense to run into them by Anna's locker; Seth's locker was right next to Anna's. Seth immediately dropped to the floor to aid Anna in collecting her things; he really was a sweet guy, I don't know why they hadn't gotten together a long time ago. They could both be shy when it came to them dating someone though, maybe that's why, but maybe it was Anna's breakup a little over a month ago that made her nervous. They both reached for the magazine, the last item, and their hands met and stayed together a bit longer than necessary. Anna pulled back her hand first, allowing Seth to pick up the magazine as they both stood. He handed it to her and their eyes met for a few seconds before Anna thanked him and moved around him to get to her locker.
"Ready to head for home," Puck asked, reminding me that he was still there.
"I have to get something from my locker for Anna first…" I said, but was interrupted by the arrival of Brad.
"Hey everybody, um this is rather embarrassing, but a lot of people's parents wouldn't let them come, so there won't be as many people, still enough to have a small party, well a party for ten. The party is still on though. I'll see you guys tonight," Brad told us in a hurry and left before anyone could even respond. I guess he didn't want to hear it if we couldn't come. Brad could be a bit of a jerk at times, but I actually felt a bit bad for the guy right now. The feeling passed quickly though.
"Let's go get that thing from you locker Sabrina," Anna said while closing her locker and giving me a questioning look. We walked away from the boys in the direction of my locker.
"Okay what on earth is going on between you and Seth?" I asked as soon as we were out of earshot.
"Brina, did you know that after Tommy and I broke up he was the one to sit there with me while I cried into his shoulder? He was my best guy friend, has been since forever, but I don't know if I want him to be more than that now," she sighed obviously confused when it came to her own emotions.
"What about the dance? You went together, or did you just go as friends?"
"Just friends. But lately, since I caught Tommy with that tramp Samantha, things have been different between us," she replied. "Tommy hurt me Brina, but when I'm with Seth… the pain goes away. He makes me feel like I could get over Tommy, like I could be with someone again."
"Then let it go further with Seth. He's a great guy. You just have to decide if that's what you want."
She sighed and leaned up against a locker. "You don't really have something for me do you?"
"No I just wanted to know what was happening," I admitted. "I hope it wasn't too nosy."
"No, you were being a good friend. I needed to talk with somebody about it anyways. Thanks, I think it's a bit clearer for me now."
"Well, I see you tonight," I told her.
"Yeah," she said, then called after me, "Be sure to find some mistletoe."
At least she was back to her normal self again I thought as I rolled my eyes at her and went to find Puck so we could walk home together as Granny still insisted we did.
Wow, I think this is the longest chapter yet, but I was just in the mood to write today! I never actually expected that this story would get to be this long either, and the fact that I haven't given up on it yet is impressive for me.
I've decided to have a contest. I need a name for Mustardseed to go by when he goes to school like how Puck goes by Robin, but Mustardseed doesn't have another name that he goes by in A Midsummer Night's Dream so he needs a name to go by. If you have an idea put it in a review and if I get a few names (hopefully more than a few) I'll choose the one I like best and dedicate a chapter to the winner. I'll make the deadline next weekend so around July 7th.
Just to forewarn you as of tomorrow for the rest of the week I have to do some work to help pay for my trip to Italy next year, and soon I'll have a class in the morning too so I won't have as much time to write.
Also I've been working on an original story over the past year that's kind of a mythology type of thing and was wondering if I posted it on my fiction press account if anyone would read it or thinks I should post it. If you want to know more about it just PM me.
Thanks for reading and please review.
-Pageturner96
