A/N: Hey, guys. It's been like a trillion years since I last updated, but hey, better later than never, right? Well, honestly, I haven't been working on this story at all... And I probably won't anytime soon. You guys are awesome though, so I figured the least you deserved was to read the the next chapter I started forever ago. So here you go!

Sabrina's POV

"Sabrina!" A voice echoed inside my head, repeatedly calling my name.

"Sabrina!" I scrunched my nose up, trying to ignore it.

"Sabrina! Get your lazy butt up or else I'm going to do your make-up!" I snapped my eyes open, and clumsily detangled myself from my sheets only to end up on the floor.

"I'm up!" I shouted, in a poor attempt to save myself from the horror of make-up.

"No," stated the voice. "You're on the ground which means that I get to do your make-up!"

"No!" I groaned, shoving myself off the dirty ground. I rubbed the back of my head tenderly where it had smacked the bedside table hard. "You will not do my m-"I cut myself short when I noticed who was standing in front of me. "Alice?" I asked my eyes wide in disbelief.

"Yep, that be my name," Alice stated, looking at me weirdly.

"You're alive," I whispered, walking slowly towards her.

"Well, I sure hope so 'cause that would suck if I were dead," She smirked at her own comment. "Why are you so high strung…?" She trailed off, her expression morphing for a happy one to one of worry and confusion.

"You're dream…" She began in a whisper. "Did I really…"

"Yeah," I muttered softly. I left my head up from my feet to look Alice in the eye. "Alice, I-"I stopped when I noticed a sparkling crystal-like object slide down Alice's cheek.

"Alice, why are you crying?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.

"N-No reason," She whispered staring down at the floor, refusing to look me in the eyes.

"Are you sure?" I asked again just to be sure.

"Yes." Her stern voice became louder as she looked up at me. When her emerald eyes met with my blue eyes I could see the emotions swimming behind her guard. I knew with that one look that she was lying.

"Okay, if you say so. Now get out so I can change!'

Alice snickered than wondered out of my room silently. I breathed a sigh of relief as she exited my room. I was perfectly happy currently except for maybe the fact that Alice was going to do my make-up.

I flinch at the horrible thought but then pushed it out of my head. I tugged open my dresser and pulled out a lime green, v-neck t-shirt and some plain, old jeans. I threw those on along with my ratty Converse, and traveled downstairs to find Alice cooking again.

I plopped myself down on a chair just as Alice placed a plate piled high with eggs and bacon right in front of my awaiting body. I keeled over the food, eating as fast as I thought possible inhaling the food as if I hadn't eaten in days.

When I had finished my wonderful breakfast I sat back in my chair rubbing my bulging stomach. "So…" I began. "What are we gonna do today?"

"Well, first I get to do your make-up." Alice shot me a look that dared me to argue with her. I just rolled my eyes, got up from the chair, and followed her to the unforgiving bathroom. I sighed as she retreated to her room to obtain her big bag of dangerous make-up.

When she returned her arms were filled to the brim with a variety of items that were completely useless to me except for maybe mascara and Chap Stick. She dumped everything carelessly on to the bathroom sink with a swift movement of her arms.

"Sit!" She ordered me, shoving me roughly on to the toilet seat.

"Bossy much?" I muttered under my breath, while situating myself comfortably on the toilet seat.

"Hey! I heard that!" Alice shouted from her pile of make-up. She dug around for a few minutes before emerging with items that looked like mascara, eyeliner, blush, and something else that I didn't recognize.

"Ready for this?" She asked, then processed to apply conceal onto my face without waiting for my reply.

It went on like this for several minutes with the occasional, "Open your eyes," "No! It smudged!" and usually, "Stop squirming so much! You'd think I was pulling out your teeth!"

Finally, it was finished. Alice took one last look over me to make sure that she hadn't missed anything important. Then, she smiled so hard it looked like her face was going to break, and she started to giggle madly.

"You looked AMAZING!" Alice screeched. "Come look!" She dragged me over to the mirror and quickly shoved me in front of it.

The moment I looked at myself in the mirror my breath caught in my throat. I looked like a completely different person. There in the mirror stood a girl with golden hair that waved perfectly down her shoulders, and bright blue eyes that were emphasized by black eyeliner. Along with that was flawless, tanned skinned that matched the clothes she was wearing perfectly.

"You love it!" Alice shouted after quickly scanning my thoughts. I didn't say anything, "I just stood in front of the mirror with my mouth agape. But in my mind I was thinking that I was absolutely in love with the make-up no matter how horrible it was.

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"So, today I was thinking that we could go to the mall!" Alice clapped her hands in excitement. I just nodded my head in agreement, still in a daze of the effect the make-up had on me.

"I'll leave a note for Puck, since he's not awake, and he probably won't want to come to the mall with us." I wondered to the kitchen to retrieve a piece of paper and a pen. Once, I had found what I was looking for I scribbled down a note telling Puck where we were. I grabbed a magnet from the fridge and swiftly taped the note up there since I was sure the fridge would be one of the first places Puck would look when he woke up.

"Okay! Let's go!" I shouted to Alice who was waiting for me at the front door.

"We're going to have the most fun ever!" She shouted at we exited the house.

Moth's POV

I watched carefully as the mortal walked clumsily out of the house. Her mouth was moving as she talked to someone that must've been following her. I scuffed. Who would want to follow a worthless mortal like herself? A pain stabbed at my heart as a tiny voice inside my mind whispered, "Puck. The one should've married."

I shook my head to clear the helpless thought, and continued to watch the mortal. Suddenly, a girl that I had never seen followed her out of the giant household. The girl had a strange vibe about her that made me believe that she wasn't just another mortal. And oddly enough, I felt like I had seen her before.

I cocked my head to the side and continued to examine the strange girl. She had auburn hair but pale skin along with radiant green eyes. Suddenly, she turned around causing her hair to swirl around her, flashing in the sunlight.

"What is it, Alice?" I heard the repulsive mortal ask.

The girl, Alice, just shook her head and muttered something that was inaudible to me. I scowled in disgusted at what she could possibly be saying. After all, anything a mortal like the two girls could be saying was bound to be most unimportant and boring.

I rolled my eyes as the unattractive girls scampered onward. I sighed, then emerged from the untrimmed bushes. I knew from experience that the house was heavily guarded so I decided to take the easy way in.

I swiftly transformed into a tiny beetle then scuttled my way into the humongous house. I carefully looked around to make sure the house was empty, and once I was sure that it was I quickly switched back to my regular form.

I wondered through a few uncared for rooms before coming into the kitchen. I could smell the strange and unusual foods that were cooked here, and it made my skin crawl and my face become distorted in repulsion. I shook my head to clear it of my hatred thoughts of the useless mortals, and continued to search the room.

I soon found what I had been looking for the refrigerator with a scrawled note tidily pinned to it. I grinned evilly then ripped the note from its original spot. My trained eyes quickly scanned over the carelessly written note.

It read:

Puck,

Me and Alice are going to the mall. We'll be back around three. Don't eat all the bacon.

Sabrina

I scoffed at the poor penmanship; typical of a mortal like the blond-headed girl. I rolled my eyes then flipped the paper over to the blank side. Quickly, I scribbled down a note of my own. Knowing Puck, food would be the first thing on his mind so naturally he was sure to read my note. I also knew that he wouldn't be smart enough to flip the paper to see Sabrina's note.

I snickered at my love's stupidity. Aw, well. I still wished to marry him, and marry him I would. I smiled then quickly read my note over again to check for spelling errors.

Dear Puck,

Hello, my love! It is I, your first love, Moth, addressing you. Since you had not wished to marry me on your own will I've decided that a little push is all you really need. What better way to give you a push than to invite your loved ones to the wedding! Unfortunately, they didn't want to come, so I've forced them. Sabrina and the red-head are waiting for you.

Your Love,

Moth

I smiled happily at my brilliant note. Of course, I hadn't captured Sabrina. But I had full intentions to marry the love of my life, Puck. I read over the note once more then pinned it to the fridge then left the house. I skipped back over to the bushes then waited for my love to emerge and run straight into my trap.