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Chapter 1: A start?

Sarah adjusted her dress before she walked out of the theater. Today's practice was pretty good, other than the background people bumping into each other, Sarah smiled at the thought. She loved new people, and it was only the first week.

She pushed through the door into the hot air. It was always busy when she walked out of play practice; New York always seemed to be busy.

She turned left and started for her apartment. She scored a deal by getting an apartment only two blocks away from the theater. Less gas the better, and well, the less traffic the better. Sarah saw lots of street singers on the way home, most were regulars, the same sax, the same guitar, and the same old voices as well. As her heels clanked on the ground, she found a rhythm with one of the singers.

His voice made her pause, she had heard it before. He was up ahead but she couldn't quiet see him. The closer she got the more nervous she got. His voice was becoming more and more clear, and so was her mind. It was him. It had to be. She rushed her steps toward him and halted when she saw his hair. It was blond and spiky, not as long as before.

"Oh no. No no no." Sarah began to turn around, when his voice shifted and turned his volume onto her. She felt herself stop turning even though her mind cried out for her to walk away. I can't handle this, she thought, not right now, not in the middle of my life going so well.

Her feet turned her towards him, but her eyes shot to the ground.

Maybe if I don't look at him...

He sang louder and the song flowed over her skin like silk, her eyes closed as she tried to regain control. Her feet stopped moving, which was a start, but they refused to turn away. Sarah grunted and opened her eyes.

Jareth.

He looked normal. Street clothes and short hair, she smiled, he couldn't get away with that long hair out here. Even so he looked the same.

She started walking toward him as his song slowed. He never directly looked at her; those eyes looked all over, but not at her. He was so attractive. Why had she not seen it before?

Sarah stopped a few feet away and stared. Thankfully there were more staring otherwise she would have felt like a fool. None of the others seemed to notice her, not even the passer by who bumped Sarah forward and into a hat laying on the ground. Sarah gasped as she fell. She paused running into the hat, remembering she was in a busy place, she got up and picked up the hat.

The song had stopped when she fell, but she only noticed when the silky smooth voice cut into her thoughts.

"Are you trying to steal my hat precious?"

Sarah's eyes shot up and she gasped. "Jare-"

His grin widened as he stared with his mismatched eyes.

"Sarah its time to come home."

Sarah's heart raced.

"What are you talking about?" she glared "I am home."

Jareth stepped forward and Sarah could smell peaches. The smell was overwhelming. "No Sarah. You're not."

Sarah's eyes flew open to a dimly lit room.

"Oh are you awake? I think you were having a nightmare."

Sarah looked over at her best friend of a month and smiled lightly.

"Ya. Me too."