He needed a secretary.
Not just ANY secretary, a secretary from the aboveground.
Jareth paced the room once more. All fae were stupid, but he was half, so it didn't count him in the club. He needed a mortal to do his paperwork, although he'd never admit it. They'd make him feel weak. He only wanted ONE mortal woman in his castle, and she wouldn't even be mortal after they married, not that they'd ever get married. He was certain she hated him.
Jareth sighed, and disappeared in a flurry of glitter.
She stared blankly and emotionless at the new add in the paper.
WHAT THE BLODDY HELL DOES HE NEED A FREAKING SECRETARY FOR? She thought as she threw the paper across the room, letting out a frustrated scream.
It had been around 10 years since her run, but only a year after did she realize she was incandescently, undeniably, truly, unforgettably and forever to be in love with him.
She hated him for it.
Hated. His. Guts.
She thought about how much she hated him for it.
Then her idea struck.
She smiled slyly and went to pick up the newspaper. She read it silently
Jareth King, in need of a secretary. Will provide apartment within residence. Will pay any reasonable offer. Call: 983-021-9943.
Sarah dialed the number into her cell phone, and then waited, letting it ring a few times. Someone picked up.
"Jareth King, to whom am I speaking to?"
Sarah smiled confidently. "Hello, my name is Jennifer Williams, I'm calling on behalf of your need of a secretary, is the position still open?"
Jareth's mouth hung open. He has a caller! And she has the same last name of SARAH! "Yes, the position is still open, are you experienced with a secretary's work, Ms. Williams?"
"I worked as a secretary for an Oral Hygienist, if that counts at all."
"Very well, do you have a date that you'd be willing to start, Ms. Williams?"
"Please, call me Jenny. And I'd be willing to start this very day."
"Yes, yes very well. Pack all the things you're willing to take and I will be there with a truck to pick you and your belongings up in precisely two hours. Don't wait. Thank you, by the way."
"You're most welcome, goblin king." She whispered the last part so he couldn't hear her.
He hung up the phone, sure that he would get answers out of this girl.
Sarah laughed and sang gleefully as she packed, feeling more than certain that she was pulling off the greatest plan ever. She decided she needed a disguise, so she grabbed the red-head wig from Halloween last year, tying her chest-length hair into a bun and putting the red wig over it. She grabbed the blue contacts that went with the wig and put them in her eyes, looking totally disguised now.
She packed all of her clothing and about six boxes of belongings before she finally saw the plain white truck in front of her duplex.
She sighed confidently, knowing this was going to be a very interesting experiment.
Jareth put the last box of Jenny's things into the bed of his "truck". Honestly, he hated the wretched thing. He only drove it to seem human, which he was in fact, but not fully, for he lived in a castle and ruled over mythical creatures. How charmingly human.
Sarah blushed slightly as she saw Jareth close the bed of the truck. He was cleverly dressed as a human, she observed… with his wild manes tied up in a neat ponytail and lightly colored jeans with a black Led Zeppelin tee.
"You're familiar with that band, Mr. King?" She asked as he opened the door for her.
"Yes, Jenny, very quite so." He replied, helping her into the truck. She was a true beauty, but not as gorgeous as his dear Sarah was, of course.
She smiled. He wasn't so bad, when he wasn't stealing her baby brother.