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So this is going to get interesting.

ENTER BRADLEY.

TAA DAA! He's coming in! I'm bringing in the mysterious Bradley No-Last-Name. Ooooohhhh.

Anyways... enjoy this new chapter. Hopefully.

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JACKPOT.

OKAY, back to the story.

The next day, Sabrina went to school pretending that everything was fine. She spent the whole morning laughing and chatting with her friends. Surprisingly, nobody asked about Puck. Not wanting to talk about him anyway, Sabrina let it go.

At lunch, while Sabrina was eating her sandwich, Bradley walked over to their lunch table.

Bradley was the new kid in Sabrina's class. He had golden brown hair and bright blue eyes. He wasn't as good looking as Puck, but Sabrina considered him to be pretty hot, although she didn't have any feelings for him.

Bradley came up to Sabrina's lunch table and stood over her. Sabrina looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back.

"Hey Sabrina."

"Hey."

"Uh, can I speak to you alone for a sec?"

"Um, yeah, sure." Sabrina put her sandwich down and got up to follow Bradley. He led her to the back wall of the cafeteria. Sabrina realized that this was the same spot Puck had confronted her on her first day of school. She shivered as she remembered the way he had leaned in, his breath on her face.

Sabrina shook her head. It wouldn't do to think about him now.

Bradley leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Sabrina did the same, although she chose to stand upright. Bradley smiled at her nervously.

"So I was wondering if you, like, wanna go get some food after school. Just hang out a bit, you know?"

Sabrina sighed inwardly. Not another one, she thought.

Then she remembered what Daphne had told her last night. Her younger sister had given her relationship advice. She had told her to get over boys who broke her heart, and to move on. The best way to do that, was, in Daphne's opinion, to start dating other boys.

This would be the perfect opportunity to get over Puck. Although, in the back of her mind, Sabrina knew that she would never be able to get over him. He was special.

Still, this was the only chance she could ever have to get her mind off him, at least.

"Yeah, sure," she responds, smiling at Bradley. He seems overjoyed at her answer and grins.

"So... meet me outside the pizza shop at four?" he asks. Sabrina nods and Bradley grins before heading off.

...

At four o'clock, Sabrina was still waiting for Bradley to arrive. When he finally did, she had to admit that he looked cute. His hair was messy, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Do you wanna go for a walk?"

Sabrina nodded. Bradley smiled and slipped his hands into his pockets. They headed off into the direction of the woods.

The next half hour was spent talking about what Sabrina liked and disliked. Bradley laughed at all the right moments, and he seemed to understand where she was coming from.

But something was not right.

She half expected him to make a joke about her depressing life and her embarrassing stories, just as Puck had done. She fully expected him to run off and have her chase after him into the woods just so he could steal a kiss when she was caught off guard.

That was what Puck had done.

And it had been perfect. Now Sabrina realized how much she missed the fairy boy. She missed his jokes and is pranks, and his ever present grin. She missed his arrogance and his bravado, and the way he always seemed certain about everything he was doing.

But most of all, she missed him.

And then she felt something slam into her from behind and lift her into the air.

She was flying.

Her feet were at least ten feet off the ground, and getting higher by the second. She tried to turn around and face the warm and soft thing that had her, and came face to face with the object of er thoughts.

"PUCK?"

"Hey Grimm," he grinned sheepishly. Sabrina was suddenly very aware of their surroundings. They were in the air.

"Puck, put us down!"

"Sorry Grimm, but you'll have to wait. I need to talk to you."

Sabrina felt her anger boil. How dare he? Kidnap her and fly her into the sky just so she would listen to his excuses. Wait, fly?

She looked behind Puck. and sure enough, there were two majestic pink insect wings sprouting from his back. They were beautiful.

Puck looked at her face, frowning. "Will you listen to what I have to say?"

Sabrina glared at him. "No! You're an asshole, and your excuses won't work. Go get married for all I care!"

Puck grimaced. "So you don't care if I get married?"

Sabrina froze. Of course she cared. She loved him. But she couldn't tell him that. He would probably just think it would be okay to get away with things like this in the future if she did let him off the hook.

So she crossed her arms over her chest and said nothing. Puck's strong arms around her waist gave her comfort. He was studying her face intently, as if trying to figure out what she was thinking.

And then she remembered Bradley. Uh oh.

"Puck, you idiot, put me down! I left Bradley! You moron, you just ruined my date!"

Puck frowned. "Date? You had a date? I leave you for a few weeks and you get together with some other boy Grimm?" he joked.

Sabrina glared at him. "For your information, I only just started hanging out with Bradley today. And I only agreed so that I could get over you, you jerk."

Puck grinned. That all-too-familiar grin. Full of cockiness and confidence. The one she had grown so used to over the past month. The one she had missed so, so much.

And then he kissed her. It wasn't desperate. It was soft and sweet and gentle. This was the thing that confused Sabrina the most. Puck was not in the least gentle, but his kisses were. They were delicate and respectful. And they were nice.

She felt his familiar lips on her own and after a few seconds of enjoying their warmth, she pushed away from him with an I-don't-know-what-you-think-you're-doing look.

He smiled sheepishly at her, then softly flew them back down to the ground. When Sabrina landed, she saw Puck's brother driving down the road in Puck's car. He was grinning and waving at the pair.

When he pulled over beside them, he chuckled. "You might want to get in," he said.

"This is a long story."