Here is the second chapter! Just so you know, a couple years ago, I used to be the user Cowz-Are-Cool and now, I can't seem to remember my password. OH WELL! If you want to, you can check out those other stories I made on that account. One story I mainly wrote for Sisters Grimm was called "The wacky adventures of the Grimm family". Check it out and review, if you wish!

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Puck's jaw dropped.

"I-I know I was just, I was just kidding. Like you Grimm? HAHA yeah riiigghhht! Who could like a stone-cold girl like you? Not me, that's who," Puck started getting nervous and I think I saw some perspiration on his lip.

"Um…Okay?" I say, unsurely. "Well, I think I'm going to go back asleep so why don't you go to your room and leave me alone."

"Fine, Grimm, I'll go but just so you know, I DON'T like you, I was joking!" Puck says as he flies out the door, his face red from embarrassment, I assume.

He can't like me, I assure myself, that would be insane. But I still can't help but wonder what it would be like if that was actually true and IF it is actually true. I hope it isn't and if it is, would I ever like him the same way?

If he stops treating me so badly, I think to myself right before I fall into a dreamless sleep.

When I wake, I find myself in fishing net on the floor of my room. I try but soon fail in getting out of the netting. I hear a deep chuckling from behind me. It's Puck… What the heck happened to his voice? It seems to get deeper every day!

"PUCK, if you don't get me out of this net, I will kick you in the fragile area. Well... at least where your fragile area is supposed to be!" I threaten him. He instantly gets serious.

"Grimm, why must you be a party pooper?" He asks in a taunting voice, not making a move towards the rope and my freedom. Probably scared because he knows I will kick him, I think to myself.

"Because someone has to be the mature one around here," I say to him, trying to work my way free of the netting. When I get out, I quickly get to my feet and charge toward him. He tries to run but before he reaches the door, which he must have closed when he came in, I grab him by the collar and throw him on the ground, tackling him.

During our fighting, me punching him and Puck trying to free himself, our lips brush each others. Longer than they should, I think. He smiles and frees himself from my grip.

"I knew you liked me Grimm!" He says, smirking, he gathers up his net and starts to somewhat skip out of my door and down the hallway.

"No, I don't," I say even though he can't hear me.

I used to think I didn't like him but now I think about it. Do I like him? Does he really like me? Then I start to think about my nightmare last night. Somehow, I knew that it connected with what was going on between me and Puck but, frankly, I couldn't see how.

"Fantastic," I mutter to myself. "My life just got even more complicated!"