A/N: OK so this is my first fan fic, I've deleted it about 5 times now but no more I promise! This is only the first chapter I shall upload the 2nd as soon as I read it over, I have written up to chapter 4 and I am in the making of that.But Reveiws are Apreciated! Thank You!
Disclaimer: I Do not own Labyrinth or any of it's characters/settings/plots. (Though I wish I Did) And I do not own Bowie although I do own some Bowie Cds. Lol. So basicly I own me and my friend characters.
Wishes Can Come True
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Chapter 1
Wishes Don't Come True
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"I wish the goblins would come and take you away. Right Now."I repeated into the mirror. I sighed. Here I stand, a young girl, 14 years old, long brown hair,grayish-blue eyes and a little bit chubby. I poked my stomach, oh well. I sigh again. "God why won't it work? Maybe I should get someone else to say it... but then they would thinkI was retarded or crazy.."I say to my self as I look over at my TV and as usual there he is, Jareth the Goblin King. I watch this movie, Labyrinth, over and over again wishing I could be there, by his side and even if that wasn't possible to be by his side, but to just to be there, tolive in the underground.
I envied Sarah, being able to say that story and actually being able to get away from all of her troubles. Most people would look at me and how I act and say 'What problems does that girl have, she looks pretty happy to me.' I laugh at the thought, me happy! Not with this. I look around my room, and then back to the mirror. Yea me happy, the girl with few friends,and those few friends don't include a boyfriend. I mean look at me. Who would want me. I sighed and applied some eyeliner. I looked myself over again. I don't even know whyI wear it, it's not like it will attract guys.
I giggle at the thought as I walk over to my bed and lay down on my stomach watching the TV. I sigh as Jareth dances across the screen. Suddenly I jump at the sound of the phone. "Most Probably BJ" I shruged to myself. I reach for the remote and turn down the volume of the TV and reach for the phone. I slowly say my normal greeting "Ello?" "Hey man! What's up?" I hear BJ scream from the other end of the phone. I shrug to my self and answer " nuttin much" she laughs " watching magic pants again?" I laughed, magic pants her nickname for Jareth. "Yea why,what's up with you?" "Nuttin just sitting here. Why you always watching that stupid movie, you should watch something scary!" her usual response.
I go silent then I answer. "There is nothing else to ..." she cuts me off " I know, i know there is nothing else to watch in your house,man i know you like" I interrupt her quietly "love" "she sighs "yes yes LOVE ,whatever but no matter how many times we try its not gonna happen. Why don't you come over and we shall cry because we are boyfriend less, talk about our dream men and watch movies in slow motion?" We both start laughing historically. "Don't you mean another usual friday night? Let me ask Hold On A Second." I scream up the stairs "HEY MUM? CAN I SLEEP OVER AT BJ'S TONIGHT?" I wait and listen quietly "FINE GRAB YOUR SHIT AND HURRY CAUSE I WANNA GET HOME SO I CAN WATCH A MOVIE!" "yessss" I whisper under my breath as I run back to the phone. "Yea man I can go, I just gotta grab my stuff. You want me to bring some movies?" "Yea bring some scary ones. I know we've watched all the scary ones in your house but bring the ones that made us shit out pants!" we laugh for a bit then we say our good-byes and I hang up the phone.
I pack all my clothes and things into my bag and throw in some movies, my CDs and my CD player. "Can't leave with out Bowie" I say into the empty air in my room, wishing for a reply. I get one,an un-expected one "SAMANTHA GRAB YOUR SHIT AND LETS GO! IT'S ALL READY 7:00" I giggle to my self and say to the stuffed sheep dog flopped onto my bed. "Oh No Merlin I Can't believe it! It's 7:00 come on, come on!" I laughed and turned off the TV, threw on my coat and place my bag over my shoulder. Gathering up my blankets and pillows, Ihurried up the stairs. I ran out the door and threw my stuff into the back of the van.