Hello hello hello! Yes, yes, I know, my updating is slooooooooooow. I'm very sorry, its just I got a lot on my plate. But, I'm here now so please enjoy the new chapter! P.S. there have been a few complaints about this so I'm just gonna cover the issue now. THIS STORY IS T, it has swearing, kissing, bikinis, blood, guts, tears, and the ocasional elephant riding a purple unicorn (Chapter 1.) Dont like dont read. If you looking for innocent, check out the K stuff.

Last time: I turn around, facing the massive lizard behind me. "Hey you over grown iguana, you may not know this, but when I pick up a stick, shits about to get real."

Raise your hand if you think what I just said was total bullshit. Everyone's hands up? Good. The dragon turned its head to the left, sticking its eye right in front of my face, inspecting me. It was really creepy the way he looked me up and down, over and over again. Now that I think about it he's probably trying to think of the best way to roast me. This is where the stick comes out to play; I do the one thing that I could think to do. I stabbed it in the eye and ran like hell.

Behind me I heard the dragon roar, and the ground shake as he reared back in pain. I picked up the speed, zipping through trees, my hair flying. Seconds later I feel and hear the pounding of huge feet start behind me. "PUCK!" I screech at the top of my lungs, he must have caught up by now. Right? RIGHT?

Apparently not right, because three minutes later I'm still hauling ass through the forest running from a dragon. That's when I make the mistake of looking behind me; you know how in horror movies the girl looks behind her then trips? Well I'm about seven thousand times more unlucky than a chick that just tripped, because I, Sabrina Grimm, fall off a fucking cliff.

I feel the edge give beneath my foot as I try to stop myself, the dirt crumbles and I plummet down. Can this day get any worse? I let out a scream, the air whooshing past me as I fall, hands flying into the air above me reaching for something to hold onto. I don't make the mistake of looking down this time, I know I'm about to hit, I can feel it. It's like just before it rains you can feel it in the air. I squeeze my eyes shut, curling up the best I can, hoping they find my body before some wacked out creature can.

Then it just stops. Not my life, the fall. A pair of arms pull me against someone's chest, jerking my fall to a stop. Puck, I know immediately. Now you're probably thinking about all those movies where the guy catches the girl and says something cheesy, then she smiles, then they kiss, yada yada ya, right? No. Here's what happened in real life, I jerked to a stop, making all the spit in my mouth stick in my throat. I nearly choke, causing me to cough like a maniac, while Puck sets us down on the valley ground.

"Sabrina? You ok? God, you scared the shit out of me! What the hell?! I know you're an idiot but jumping off a cliff? What the hell was that for?" I let out a few more coughs, before hugging the idiot currently glaring at me. "Shut up, I fell." I wheeze. I smile at the fact he called me Sabrina. After a second I let go and collapse into the grass.

"What about that?" I point towards the cliff, meaning the dragon that's probably still up there. Puck plops down beside me, "Taken care of." I shoot him a funny look. "What?" I ask. "The dragons not really a dragon, it's a necklace that has the power to turn into a dragon. The old lady went and got Bunny, she's gonna say a few words and it'll go back to being a hunk of metal." I sigh in relief. No wonder it never shot any fire at me.

"What about the rest of the necklaces?" I ask wondering about the culprit, I was supposed to catch. "Also taken care of. He showed up a little after you got kidnapped, turns out he needed them for a spell." Puck shrugs as he says this, "The dragon was just a guard." I nod and close my eyes, enjoying the fact that I'm no longer running for my life. The adrenaline still buzzes through my body, making me jittery.

Puck stands, helping me up next. He wraps his arms around my waist, being careful of the injuries on my sides and stomach. We take off, and I lean against Puck waiting for us to get to our destination, where ever that is. I look out over the forest, the dragon is back in the clearing where we landed, and beside it I see the old car and severals pecks that are probably Granny, my parents, and Bunny.

I sigh and relax even more drifting into my thoughts. These past couple of days have reminded me of before me and Puck stopped being friends.

*flashback-with commentary*

After Granny's house was rebuilt, my parents decided to stay in Ferryport landing. Puck was the only kid my age (well sorta, appearance wise he was, but you know the whole thousands of years old thing…..), and we were often together, so it was no surprise we grew close.

For a while we were best friends, even if he pranked me, and we called each other names, and of course we can't forget the way he teased my dad about how we were going to marry each other. But that all changed in two months, that's all it took to drift.

Daphne, my parents, Basil and I needed to head to New York for a while to get some old things settled. You can't just disappear for years and not have things to deal with. So we left, all five of us went to New York. We were there for two weeks. Two. Weeks.

When we came home, everyone was there to welcome us, except for a certain fairy boy. Where was he you ask? On a date. While we were gone he had gotten a girlfriend. A human girl, named Carrie. So I went on through the night, pretending like I was fine, even though my heart was silently breaking.

That night, I lay in bed, thinking. Puck hadn't come back all night, which worried me, but Granny said it was like this when he went on dates. Outside I heard a shuffle; quietly I stood and headed over to the window.

I pulled back the curtain, for some reason I remember it was deep green with grey polka dots. That sticks with me, I have no idea why, it just does. I bet, one day when I'm old and can't even remember what my own name is, I'll remember those curtains were green with grey polka dots.

Anyway, I pulled back the curtain and looked down at the porch. On the porch stood two people, both very blonde, and both illuminated by the flood light on the porch. I grimaced when I saw how pretty she was; here hair was blonde, like mine, and long like mine, but at the same time different. Hers was a brilliant shiny gold, while mine was just, well, blonde. It also laid straight as can be, down to her waist. Don't even get me started on her face; button nose, light freckles, pouty mouth, and big light blue eyes. I wish I could say her eyes were too big, and that they made her look like a gold fish, but they didn't. They just made her look innocent, and prettier.

I gritted my teeth as Puck leaned forward and kissed her, right on that stupid pouty mouth. That was when my heart when from cracking to full blown shattering. What happened to all the shit about marrying me? Or what about being in love with me? And he took my first kiss!

I turned from the window and silently went back to bed, my face crumpled and a single tear falling down my face.

The next week was hellish, Puck spent most of his time with his girlfriend, and when he was around I didn't talk to him. What made it all worse was that it didn't seem to matter to him that we hadn't said anything but meaningless shit like: "Pass the eggs." Or "Hurry up, I need to use the bathroom." All week. Then it changed from there, a new family moved into town and I got my first boyfriend.

His name was Derek, and we dated for two weeks. Somewhere in those two weeks Puck broke up with Carrie, but nothing changed. We still didn't talk, he ignored me and I, in turn, ignored him. I broke up with Derek about a week before school opened, he was to put it frankly, a wuss. Then school started and Puck and I didn't even spend time together, we drifted. Till now.

*End flashback*

I was snapped out of my thoughts when Puck set me down on my window sill. I send him a look. "If we go in through a window we won't have to deal with the rampaging parents downstairs." He clarifies, I nod and wrench open the window. We slide in and Puck lets go of my waist, "You ok?" he asks, showing an odd amount of niceness.

I nod, smiling at the attention. "I'm fine, a few days and I'll be good as new. You?" I go and slump on my bed, leaving Puck standing in the middle of my room. "Not even a scratch, did you really think a measly dragon could hurt the trickster king?" he laughs and I roll my eyes, still smiling.

"Don't forget the paper due tomorrow." I say before pulling a blanket over my body, not caring I'm filthy. He nods, shooting me one last smile before he opens my bedroom door and slips out. I finished the paper yesterday, so I was fine, but I wondered what Puck had written about me. I shrug it off and let myself drift into sleep.

Ok, ok, this is the last chapter thats not about the b-ball team. Some of you liked these last few chapters some of you didnt, I just need to say: IT HAD TO BE DONE. Plot twists and all that shit, you know how it is if you write. Reveiw plz! I love my little readers, thanks for the support! OOOOOOOOOOO and guess what?! OVER 50 REVIEWS! I can die happy now.