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Sabrina walked home alone. Daphne had tennis practice with Snow, and wouldn't be coming home until an hour later. It's better off this way, Sabrina thought as she crossed the street. Gives me time to think.

And boy, did she need to think.

After the incident with Puck, Sabrina had zoned out through her last class. She had been caught countless times not paying attention as her teacher explained something about The Middle Ages. To be honest, she didn't really give a damn what knights wore back then.

Her mind kept drifting back to what happened in soccer practice. She didn't know what had made her react that way towards Puck. She had never felt like that about any boy before, and she didn't understand why she would be feeling that way about Puck, of all people. He was annoying, arrogant, over-confident. Not the kind of guy she would fall for.

And yet, she didn't know what kind of guy she would fall for. It wasn't as if Sabrina Grimm knew anything about love. She was the tough chick who could take down any guy in arm wrestling. The type of girl who would wake up at 5am in the morning to do 100 meter laps around the park next door. She did not fall in love.

Sabrina was about to turn the street when she heard a voice call her name.

"Hey Grimm, wait up!"

Oh no. Not him. Please don't let it be him. Puck was the last person she wanted to talk to right now.

Sabrina sighed. There was no way to escape this. Ever so slowly, she turned around. Sure enough, there was Puck, jogging up to her. When he reached her, he smiled. Not the cocky, jerk faced smile, but the care free one. The one that would usually make her smile back. But not right now.

Sabrina gave him a little wave and started walking again. Puck fell into step beside her, and for a while none of them spoke. Then Puck broke the silence.

"This is really hard for me to say Grimm, you know, being the Trickster King and all. I've got a reputation to live up to, after all. But, about what happened earlier," here he stopped walking, and Sabrina turned around to look at him.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, looking her in the eyes. Sabrina could tell that he really truly sorry. She stepped closer to him, and smiled. Puck returned her smile, and he ran a hand through his hair.

"I feel like that was totally unnecessary," he continued. "I guess it has something to do with teenage hormones and stuff. I'm really truly sorry. I didn't mean for it to go that way. I just couldn't help myself." He smiled at her apologetically, then the smiled turned mischievous. "But, for the record, you are the only girl I've ever felt that way about."

Sabrina laughed lightly. She stuck out her hand, and Puck took it, shaking it firmly. Sabrina grinned at him.

"The feeling's mutual."

Puck grinned back, and his strong grip on her hand loosened. They were still holding hands. Sabrina began walking again, and the two fell into another comfortable silence, fingers intertwined.

The pair rounded a corner, and Sabrina plowed straight into someone. She stumbled back a few feet, and if it hadn't been for Puck's grip on her hand, she would have fallen. Puck placed his free hand in the centre of her back and helped her straighten up.

Sabrina came face to face with Michael, the school's number one male flirt. He had four of his other friends with him. Sabrina groaned. All five boys had asked her out a few days ago, and when she had refused, each one of them had grown angry and stormed off. Clearly this was not going to be a pleasant encounter.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Sabrina Grimm, the school slut." Michael grinned evilly. Sabrina frowned at him. Slut? Really? Couldn't he think of a better insult?

"Hello Michael. How have you been? Last time I saw you was when I rejected your offer. I remember a certain somebody being a little pissed off back then."

Michael glared at Sabrina and his grin fell. His eyes darted to Sabrina and Puck's clasped hands. Puck immediately tightened his hold on Sabrina's hand, and she squeezed back reassuringly.

"And who's this, your new boyfriend?" Michael snarled. Sabrina blushed slightly, but then quickly swallowed her embarrassment and raised her eyebrows.

"And so what if he is? What are you going to do about it?" she challenged.

Michael smirked and turned to Puck. "You might wanna ditch this one. She's a little too bitchy for her own good."

Puck glared at Michael. Clearly he was furious. Sabrina squeezed his hand again, and Puck looked at her, and then grinned.

He turned back to Michael and looked him in the eye. "She is, isn't she? Kinda ugly looking too. Wouldn't understand why anybody would go for her. Poor lost soul probably. Must be pretty desperate. No sane person would want to go out with Grimm here, but I guess you don't count as sane, do you?"

Michael's face turned red. Sabrina struggled to keep her face straight. It was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Michael raised his fist and swung it towards Puck's face. Sabrina would have thought it impossible, if she hadn't seen it herself. With lightning fast reflexes, Puck's free hand shot out and grabbed Michael's fist. He twisted the boys arm around, and Michael yelled out in pain. Puck slugged him in the stomach, and Michael fell to his knees, gasping and cradling his injured arm.

The other four boys lunged at Sabrina and Puck. One went for Sabrina, and the others yelled and dove for Puck. Sabrina kicked the goon in the ribs, hearing the satisfying crack of bones breaking. Puck punched another in the jaw, knocking the guy backwards.

The other two were the biggest. They were both a head taller than Puck, and all muscle. Sabrina, sensing they were outnumbered, grabbed Puck's hand and ran the other way. Puck stumbled after her, leaving the two monsters behind.

"I could have taken them!" Puck yelled.

"Oh sure!" Sabrina yelled back. "What were you going to do, stinkface? Tickle them? We never would have won!"

Puck matched Sabrina's pace, and soon they had outrun the two boys. They slowed to a walk and Sabrina took a shortcut to her house. Puck followed.

"I could have at least caused some damage," Puck huffed. "They deserve it. He called you a slut."

Sabrina looked at Puck. Who was this boy? He would drive her insane with his prank's and insults, and then when she least expected it, he would turn into the sweetest boy ever.

"Thanks, but I can take care of myself," she replied. She didn't need some boy looking out for her. She could handle herself.

Puck nodded. "I saw you kick that guy. Pretty impressive, if I do say so myself."

Sabrina smiled. Praise from the Trickster King. Very rare.

They reached her doorstep and Sabrina turned to Puck. He was looking at her.

"You do know I live two minutes away from you," he said. Sabrina raised her eyebrows in response and Puck nodded. He pointed across the street, where the corner turned abruptly. "I live around there."

Sabrina smile. "I guess we can see each other often, then."

Puck smiled as well. "Yeah."

Sabrina leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, by the way." Puck blushed when she pulled away. He grinned crookedly and his eyes twinkled.

"Anytime."

…...

The next day at lunchtime, Sabrina was walking through the corridor to the cafeteria, when she came across a large crowd of students huddled around the noticeboard. She roughly pushed her way through to see what all the commotion was about. When she finally reached the front, she saw the large red poster that had caught everyone's attention.

Midnight Dance

Grab a partner and come along to our midnight dance!

There will be singing, dancing, food, and drink.

Wear formal clothing. That means suits boys, and dresses for you girls!

Party starts at 7 o'clock and lasts until midnight.

This Friday.

Hope to see you there!

Sabrina groaned inwardly. It wasn't that she had a problem with getting a date, it was that she didn't really want to go with anyone to the dance. All the boys at the school were either cocky and arrogant jerks, or extremely desperate males.

There was only one person who she gave a second thought to. Puck. Could he – no. It wasn't possible. He would obviously have gotten a date by now. All the girls were probably swooning over him right this minute. Even though he said he wasn't into any of the girls, he was to confident not to go to the dance.

Sabrina sighed and pushed her way through the crowd and back to the cafeteria.

…

At her usual lunch table, all her friends could talk about was the dance. Mark and Anna were going together, and Rachel had been asked by a number of boys, although she had politely declined all their offers. She said she was still waiting for the one. The one as in Lucas River, her crush.

"So are you going to wear a dress?" Anna asked Sabrina. Sabrina shrugged.

"I don't think I'm going," she replied casually. All three sets of eyes turned to her. She looked back innocently. "What?"

"What do you mean, you're not going? You have to go!" came Rachel's startled yelp. Her best friend was as surprised as Mark.

"Didn't you get asked out?" he asked. Sabrina nodded.

"Yeah, by like, six people, just as I was walking here. But they're not special. All of them are the same. I don't want to go to my first dance here with just anyone. I want it to be unique."

All three of them nodded. They seemed to understand.

"You'll find someone," said Anna. She glanced at Mark and smiled. He smiled back. Sabrina shook her head at the love-struck couple and stood up just as the bell went.

She headed off to her locker, not knowing how true Anna's words really were.