A/N. Hey guys! ^^

This is my first fanfic so please don't be too harsh to me, but tips and anything that'll help improve my story would be great! :) So, you know all those Puck and Sabrina school dance/prom stories there are out there? Well, I thought that all of them are pretty much similar and predictable (and also quite sappy, no offense) so I decided to write this. I just want you guys to know, that the prom is not the main focus of the story. Just the starting and ending chapters, okay? It isn't even really important. I guess this could be called an epic fic, but, I'm not exactly sure. It's something different...I guess...

But first, a HUGE hug for my beta, Lara D., who spent a lot of time editing this chapter. She's an amazing person and I'm so glad I have her as a beta . So she gets a superfantabulous cookie and as many spoilers as she wants ;). Mainly cuz she's the first person to read the chapter :/.

EXTREMELY IMPORTANT INFORMATION

Anyways, this story is basically set a month before the prom, and it only becomes important later because... Well you'll see. Before you go, I need to remind you that I haven't read past the eighth book. I have spoilers, and I recently bought the entire series, but I have yet to read the last one. So I have no idea what happens. In my story, Mirror isn't dead, just defeated, but is rumored to have escaped; the Scarlet Hand was suppressed and everyone in the Grimm family is alive. GRANNY RELDA WILL NOT DIE! AUish. The barrier still exists. Anyways, I hope you like the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisters Grimm …Yet. *proceeds to laugh maniacally while brandishing a bloody dagger* (coughcough) Just go read the story guys… Seriously...Nothing to see here... Hehe...

Chapter 1: Announcements

Sabrina's POV

I yawned and got out of my bed sleepily, glancing at my loudly snoring sister, Daphne, who way sleeping into the oblivion. Out of habit, I walked to the mirror and tried to see what was wrong with me today. Usually my skin is green, my clothes are baggy, there's mud in my bed, and the list of stuff that he does goes on and on.

Then, I smiled and stretched luxuriously. I just realized Puck went to his friend's, Manny's, house for a sleepover along with Basil. I grinned again. No trickster or mini-trickster around to bother me for a whole morning! Unfortunately, I still had to see Puck in school.

As I took a long shower, my mind wandered to Basil and Puck's relationship. A few years after we rescued the little boy from Mirror and defeated the Scarlet Hand, Puck bonded with him and showed him all his tricks. They became the 'trickster duo' and they tortured me mercilessly. At least Basil was much cuter and sweeter than Puck. You would have thought that after catching the 'puberty virus' puck would have matured a bit, but no; he's as annoying as ever.

Then again… I guess he can be nice sometimes; Puck has his moments. But no matter what anyone thinks, we'll never be anything more than friends. I mean, I can hardly stand being in the same room as him for ten minutes let alone be in a committed relationship.

I headed to my room and pulled on a pair of navy blue jeans and a green, long-sleeved shirt. I tied my hair up with a green scrunchy, slipped on the charm bracelet my mom gave me for my last birthday and walked down the stairs with a little bounce in my step.

"Good morning," I greeted when I saw my family. Daphne was already downstairs, dressed for school in maroon shorts with a black sweater, pigging out. I wondered where in the world she found maroon jean shorts. Her sense of clothing was one of the things that didn't change about her since she arrived in Ferryport Landing, unfortunately.

Daphne raised an eyebrow and said, "What's got you in such a good mood today?" I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled. Morning - (Puck + Basil) = Happy Sabrina. She looked at the equation with a concentrated look on her face. "So add the two in parentheses, then subtract it from 'Morning'…"

Veronica nodded understandingly, "I see." I smiled and sat down to eat. Thankfully, my mom and Granny devised a schedule where both of them would cook alternate days. Today was Mom's turn. I ate about four waffles and ran out of the house, dragging Daphne with me.

"Buf I nod dun!" she protested, her mouth full of food.

"Pig," I muttered, and yelled goodbye to my mom and granny. My dad was on a business trip somewhere in Detroit and he would be back sometime in February. I miss him a lot, but I think he was secretly happy to get out of Ferryport Landing. I turned and hauled Daphne out the door.

"Wait," yelled Daphne, swallowing her mouthful of waffle. "We forgot Red!"

How could we forget Red, I wondered. I ran back in and grabbed Red by the hand, pulling her out. The young girl, about Daphne's age, was wearing a red and green plaid skirt with a crisp white button up shirt. She had small, silver hoops in her ears and her auburn hair was pulled back with a white headband. I cocked my head at the twelve year old girl.

Daphne squealed, "Red! You look so classy!"

"Thanks" she said quietly, smiling. "I'm just trying something out.". I'm pretty happy that Red is pulling herself out of her hole. It's nice to see the little girl start to give herself a real, sincere personality.

I absentmindedly listened to Daphne chatter until I felt somebody's hands cover my eyes. I turned around, ready to go full out Bad Apple (Daphne taught me karate) when I realized that the war was over. The 'unknown assailant' removed their hands from my eyes and I found myself looking at Zaiba, one of my best friends.

"Hey," I said, happy to see my friend after an enormous gap of two days. Zaiba was a pretty Canadian born Muslim girl with long black hair which ended in cute curls, caramel colored skin, and chocolate brown eyes. Today she was wearing a white, long-sleeved V-neck, black jeans and blue sneakers. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, and she was wearing a baby blue scarf and a beret.

"The war's over; you don't need to go into karate mode," she said teasingly. Zaiba knew about Everafters since she was little after an escapade involving Puck, Peter Pan, a shoe, duct tape, and a lack of forgetful dust in Canada. Don't ask. I know I don't seem the type to hang out with someone like Zaiba, but she's been a really great friend to me and Daphne. She even helped us defeat the Scarlet Hand with her mad taekwondo skills. Zaiba moved to Ferryport Landing a while ago, when her big sister got accepted in college in NYC.

Daphne and Red lagged behind to torture- I mean PLAY with a baby squirrel while Zaiba and I continued walking. As we were chatting about our weekends, Zaiba suddenly said, "Puck's not home is he?"

I was surprised. "How'd you know?" I asked.

"Ahem, Brina, there's nothing in your hair, you're not a weird color, your clothes look right and you smell good."

Hm. "Is it that noticeable when he pranks me?" I asked.

Zaiba gave me a wry smile. "What do you think?"

I gave a sheepish grin and was about to answer when we reached School. I entered the building and made my way to my locker.

"Hi Sabrina!" said my other best friend, Lauren. Lauren was a pretty, quiet girl with waist-length, walnut colored hair and big, bluish-grey eyes. She was wearing a blue butterfly printed long top with matching earrings over a pair of black tights. I was going to ask her about her weekend when I heard an obnoxious voice behind me.

"Well, well, well, Grimm. I assume you've enjoyed your morning off so be prepared for a double pranking tomorrow." I spin around and see Puck, standing in the hallway with his gang, Manny, Brian, Jeremy and Luke. They practically surrounded me, not letting me escape.

"Your pranks are getting a bit silly. Don't you think it's time to stop?" I snapped at him.

I see Puck smirk and walk away with his cronies, not replying.

I sigh and run to home room so I wouldn't be late. "Good morning, Ms. Snow," I said, rushing into the classroom and plopping in a seat next to Zaiba and Lauren. I'm so glad I have Ms. Snow for a teacher. The other teacher we used to have quit, so Ms. Snow was made our new teacher this year.

"Hi, Sabrina," Ms. Snow said smiling brilliantly. "Nice to see you. Now class," she started, looking at all of us. "Prom is coming up for your grade, and we're also celebrating the New Year on the 5th of January. Formal wear is required-" There was a loud groan from Puck and co.

Ms. Snow continued. "There will also be auditions for a solo singer for the dance so don't hesitate to try out! Each singer must come with a list of at least ten songs they want to sing for the dance and be prepared to sing each one. Any genre of song is permitted." My teacher smiled brightly, looking at Zaiba.

At this, she grinned. Everyone knew that Zaiba was one of the best singers in the school, maybe even Ferryport Landing. She had gotten professional training in New York City, which was pretty amazing.

The bell rang, interrupting my thoughts, and the class dispersed.

After three classes when the bell rang for break, I met up with my friends outside my class. I pulled out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich that I had made myself from my bag, and started unwrapping the foil around it. I saw that Lauren had a bag of Cheetos and I stared at them longingly.

"Go ahead, Sabrina," Lauren chuckled. "I know how your family is." She knows how Puck steals my food, and how Granny makes stuff that shouldn't be termed as food. And definitely should not be ingested. Puck, on the other hand, seems to think that I should be eternally hungry.

Lauren also knew about Everafters since she was the daughter of Robin Hood (who I do not have a crush on anymore –that'd be creepy) and Marian. She had been living alone in New York until just recently when she decided to move to Ferryport Landing. One of Lauren's most useful and surprising skills was that she had the ability to sneak in and out of the barrier on certain dates and times. We've always wondered where she got this amazing power from, but she doesn't know.

Zaiba looked into her bag and pulled out two M&M bars. She tossed one to me.

"Remember, 'Brina, you have to share with Lauren, or the cookie monster will eat you," she said, wagging her finger at me in a comical way.

I rolled my eyes in amusement. Typical, immature Zaiba.

We were munching our goodies in contentment when Zaiba stares at the packet I'm holding with a thoughtful look on her face and says, "Did you know Chester, the cheetah guy on the cover of Cheetos, isn't a cheetah?" Lauren and I turn to stare at her with 'the looks' on our faces.

"You're so random, Zaiba," Lauren says, shaking her head.

Zaiba grinned. "Like I haven't heard that before."

We started laughing. "Oh, by the way, are you guys going to the dance?" I turn and see that Lauren's the one who spoke.

I shove more Cheetos in my mouth and say, "Mmm, not sure. It's in a month; I guess I'll decide later. Besides, I don't particularly want to go with anyone in our grade."

" I want to go with Brian, " Lauren whispers softly, "but I bet he won't ask me."

"Don't worry, Laurie," Zaiba says in a comforting manner (I didn't think it was possible for her to be that comforting, even if she's a great listener). "He probably likes you, but is too afraid to tell you. I, for one, want to go to the dance alone. I don't want to go with any of these guys either," she said, wrinkling her nose.

"Hmm…" Lauren murmured.

"Hey, I have an idea that'll cheer you up! During lunch, do you guys want to help me plan what songs to sing for the dance?" asked Zaiba with a hopeful look in her eyes.

"Sure," I agreed with a smile. "Sounds like fun." Lunch would be interesting today. I glanced across the room and saw Puck staring at me while laughing with his obnoxious friends. I shake my head. That freaky, little stalker.

A/N. So did you like the chapter? Please tell me what you think! I promise to update the next one really soon, if my beta –thank you, Lara!- sends me the edited chapter soon. Oh and by the way, Zaiba is pronounced Zay-ba.

Longlivethecookiemonster (lltcm): so how did you guys like this first chapter? The only way I will find out is if you press that little ol' button down there and tell me! If you don't, we'll ALL DIE! Puck will expand on this issue shortly.

( three days later) for best results, imagine that in the voice of the time announcer from spongebob.

Lltcm: sorry guys! Puck will come later, he's kinda busy stuffing himself. Anyways, the story of Pete-

Puck: DO NOT SAY HIS NAME IN MY PRESENCE!

Lltcm: well, well, well, look who decided to show up! And if I remember correctly, your so called 'presence' was last seen RUMMAGING THROUGH MY REFRIGERATOR.

Puck: hehe... About that... What does rummaging even mean?

Lltcm: shakes head in pity. Anyways, PETER PAN has more stories than the sisters Grimm, in which puck is a main character. If you guys review, I will be motivated to update. If I update a lot, I will write new stories, preventing puck from killing everyone who read my story and didn't review. The end.

Puck: SO REVIEW! And WRITE MORE STORIES!

Lltcm: STOP YELLING IN MY EARS!