~*~*~*~*~*~This is my first chapter. Remember I'm not the best writer and
this is sort of a tease or as some call it a *Prologue* Oh and this is for
the movie Labyrinth.
It was a cold day and the storm still hadn't yet to stop. But to Sarah it was pure bliss. Sitting on her little window seat looking outside while writing in her small silver and creamy blue poem book. She loved the cold air on her skin and the way rain would sprinkle on her hair. To her it was magical. Before when she visited her Gramps and Grandma (on her fathers side) in Ireland they would both tell her about faeries and mystical creatures. And how when it rained it would be the faerie folks doing. She still believed them.
She was happy when she found out her parents would be at Karen's parent's house for a few months visiting, and taking little Toby with them for the summer break. Though she was offered a chance to come she stiffly declined saying how "I would rather visit my real grandparents." She knew this would hurt her stepmother even though they had become slightly close Karen still got on Sarah's nerves. So because of that she would get to stay with her eccentric grandparents. She liked her grandparents and almost always cried leaving them.
Maybe it was because how her Grandparents looked at her. They treated her with all the love she could ask for, and to her they were her family. She almost felt the magic in them, which made her feel a strong bond for some reason. It was her Grandma who gave her the book to 'Write all her special thoughts in' as her Grandmother put it. Yeah they were her real parents to her. She was supposed to be writing some poem like thoughts for her 'Creative Writing' classes. As she thought while looking out the window she finally found an idea. Sarah then began to write all the thoughts that came into her mind, the thoughts of that one stormy night just like that very night, and the wish that changed all forever.
'I'm just another girl. Or at least I thought I was. But then I met him.
Cruel, Cold, Seductive, Dark, Tall, Handsome, Beautiful.Were did that come from?
Forgive me, you see you must get to know him before I tell you all this.
I was just shy fifteen then HE came and, instead of turning his life upside down.
He turned mine. And I admit I did hate him. And love him. Though I didn't realize this, of course not! I was fifteen, innocent, and young..
But have I changed and if so, for the good or for the worse?
I'm still young and childish like. But am I still innocent? No I lost that when I met him.
Oops! I forgot to mention HIM. Have you ever read a book and it has a cruel, seductive, handsome king?
I did. Only I didn't realize he was real, and to this day he haunts my dreams. my soul. Teasing me to call him back, I've been trying to not to think of him but it's as if his name is just waiting to escapes my lips as if it's me who desires him.
No! That will NEVER happen. I will never play his little game again because of him I dream of that night that dream.'
Quietly, while she was writing her grandparents came in looking at their first and most favorite grandchild.
"It's time for her to know Charles."
"That it is, Camilla, that it is."
Camilla took out a small blue green pin letting it drop to the ground, full with magic she whispered something. Sarah suddenly felt the need to call him. Closing the door to Sarah's room they quietly went down the stairs awaiting the company that shall was to come. With one last look at the window Sarah looked out the window and without knowing it closed her eyes and spoke only one word.
"Jareth."
A/N ok well that's done how is it? Oh and to let every one know this IS a J/S fic. And kind of a teaser there might be more but I'm not sure how good of a writer I am
.
It was a cold day and the storm still hadn't yet to stop. But to Sarah it was pure bliss. Sitting on her little window seat looking outside while writing in her small silver and creamy blue poem book. She loved the cold air on her skin and the way rain would sprinkle on her hair. To her it was magical. Before when she visited her Gramps and Grandma (on her fathers side) in Ireland they would both tell her about faeries and mystical creatures. And how when it rained it would be the faerie folks doing. She still believed them.
She was happy when she found out her parents would be at Karen's parent's house for a few months visiting, and taking little Toby with them for the summer break. Though she was offered a chance to come she stiffly declined saying how "I would rather visit my real grandparents." She knew this would hurt her stepmother even though they had become slightly close Karen still got on Sarah's nerves. So because of that she would get to stay with her eccentric grandparents. She liked her grandparents and almost always cried leaving them.
Maybe it was because how her Grandparents looked at her. They treated her with all the love she could ask for, and to her they were her family. She almost felt the magic in them, which made her feel a strong bond for some reason. It was her Grandma who gave her the book to 'Write all her special thoughts in' as her Grandmother put it. Yeah they were her real parents to her. She was supposed to be writing some poem like thoughts for her 'Creative Writing' classes. As she thought while looking out the window she finally found an idea. Sarah then began to write all the thoughts that came into her mind, the thoughts of that one stormy night just like that very night, and the wish that changed all forever.
'I'm just another girl. Or at least I thought I was. But then I met him.
Cruel, Cold, Seductive, Dark, Tall, Handsome, Beautiful.Were did that come from?
Forgive me, you see you must get to know him before I tell you all this.
I was just shy fifteen then HE came and, instead of turning his life upside down.
He turned mine. And I admit I did hate him. And love him. Though I didn't realize this, of course not! I was fifteen, innocent, and young..
But have I changed and if so, for the good or for the worse?
I'm still young and childish like. But am I still innocent? No I lost that when I met him.
Oops! I forgot to mention HIM. Have you ever read a book and it has a cruel, seductive, handsome king?
I did. Only I didn't realize he was real, and to this day he haunts my dreams. my soul. Teasing me to call him back, I've been trying to not to think of him but it's as if his name is just waiting to escapes my lips as if it's me who desires him.
No! That will NEVER happen. I will never play his little game again because of him I dream of that night that dream.'
Quietly, while she was writing her grandparents came in looking at their first and most favorite grandchild.
"It's time for her to know Charles."
"That it is, Camilla, that it is."
Camilla took out a small blue green pin letting it drop to the ground, full with magic she whispered something. Sarah suddenly felt the need to call him. Closing the door to Sarah's room they quietly went down the stairs awaiting the company that shall was to come. With one last look at the window Sarah looked out the window and without knowing it closed her eyes and spoke only one word.
"Jareth."
A/N ok well that's done how is it? Oh and to let every one know this IS a J/S fic. And kind of a teaser there might be more but I'm not sure how good of a writer I am
.