Disclaimer- All I own of Labyrinth is a DVD. I don't own the rights to the story or characters.

Sarah slowly became aware of the fact that her friends were giggling behind her. Not just giggling- they were laughing at her. Blushing to the roots of her hair, she turned around, intending to glare at them, but couldn't bring herself to do it. They had every right to giggle at her odd behavior. She'd practically been staring at the man. No, not practically. She had been staring.

"Has Sarah Williams finally grown a pulse?" teased Heather. Sometimes she really was too much. "I don't think I've ever seen you get so hot over a guy, Sar. Not that I can blame you." She winked, then waggled her eyebrows at her victim. She was such a clown.

"Can you shut up, Heather? People are starting to stare!" Sarah was right. Heather hadn't been speaking so loudly that their classmates could hear what she had said, but her theatrics had drawn attention to the utterly embarrassed expression plastered on Sarah's face.

"Give her a break, dork," Courtney finally said. "I think it's cute. Sarah's actually a woman in there after all". Now Courtney was winking at her too. These two were being insufferable today.

Sarah groaned. "If anybody hears you two, I'm going to kill you both. You've been warned," she threatened, trying her best to give them that withering glare she hadn't been able to deliver before. Her heart wasn't really into it, though. How could she glare properly when her heart still hadn't stopped pounding? She had never experienced anything quite like what had just happened to her. Here she had been, sitting in her photography class at her community college, expecting an easy A for the day. Instead of spending an hour doodling while half listening to a guest speaker lecture the class on his glory days as a photographer for the local paper or some such nonsense, she had been glued to her seat, unable to pry her eyes from his face. Unable to breathe properly. He had the most fascinating eyes. From across the room she really couldn't tell, but they appeared to be two different colors. Where they? She returned her gaze to him, watching as he gathered up the posters he had brought with him and replaced his notes in his portfolio. She had the vague impression that his presentation had actually been interesting, but couldn't remember any of the details for the life of her.

Sarah's face flushed hot as she realized that she'd been caught staring, again. By him, this time. Could this day get any worse? She jerked her head down, gathered up her own things, and quickly looked over to him before getting up to leave. This time he was already watching her. He flashed her a devilish grin and winked at her. Did he really wink at her? No way! Sarah fought the urge to grin herself, and continued on her way to the door, feeling slightly lightheaded. It was the strangest thing. She felt like she had seen him somewhere before, but there was no way she could ever forget someone as fine as he was. Maybe he had appeared in a magazine or something. He had made something of a name for himself, she had gathered.

Suddenly jerked out of her thoughts, Sarah realized that someone was calling her. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw that it was him. Jareth Jones, the guest speaker in her class, was jogging to catch up with her. Looking ahead to where Courtney and Heather where waiting for her, Sarah felt slightly disoriented. They had just caught her studying the man who was now chasing her out of the class. Turning her attention back to the man who was now at her side, she inhaled and said, "Hi."

"Hi," he returned. "Leaving already?"

"Well, class is over…" she answered, and winced inwardly. What a lame thing to say, Sar, she thought.

"So it is. Going home now, then?" he asked.

"Actually, my friends and I are going out to lunch now." Sarah's heart was pounding again. She had never felt so odd in her life. Had she? She had the strangest sense of déjà vu standing next to this man.

"Do you think your friends would mind if you went out to lunch with me instead?" Jareth had stopped walking and was now standing in front of Sarah, nervously waiting for her to answer.

"No. We don't mind at all!" Who had said that? Confused, Sarah looked past Jareth to discover where the voice had come from. Heather… Sarah was going to kill her for sure one of these days.

Looking back to his face, she noticed that his eyes were both actually blue. One pupil appeared to be larger than the other. Absently, she wondered why that was. Getting a closer look at him, she saw that he was even better looking up close. Distance usually added appeal to people's appearances in her experience, but this Jareth Jones seemed to be the exception to that rule. Distance actually had a dimming effect on his looks, although the effect wasn't much at that.

"So," he asked. "Is that a yes or a no?"

Damn, though Sarah. Caught staring again.

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Jareth was starting to get nervous. He felt that he had made a complete fool of himself today. He had agreed to give today's little 'presentation' to help out his old buddy Gabe, who taught a little photography course here in town. Gabe was going through the course material a bit too quickly and needed something to stall the class. It wouldn't do to finish too quickly. His students expected the course to end on time and all.

Jareth had helped old Gabe out in similar ways in the past. It was only an hour of his time, and Gabe always invited him home to dinner as a thank you. The way Gabe's wife cooked, Jareth almost felt guilty, like he was getting an unfair advantage in their agreement. Not guilty enough to turn down an invitation to one of Josie's amazing dinners, though. And that was how Jareth had ended up standing in front of this girl, who couldn't be more than a teenager, effectively begging her to go to lunch with him. He hadn't even asked her what her name was! All he knew was that he couldn't let her leave without talking to her. Or, actually, getting her to agree to a date. Lunch would do nicely for the time being.

If she didn't stop staring into his eyes, he wouldn't be responsible for what he did next. It was those eyes that had made him such a wreck during his little show today. How could he concentrate on his speech when all he wanted to do was find out the name of the girl those bright green eyes belonged to? It had been all he could do to remember to breathe in and out. And in and out. He couldn't remember when he had ever been so helpless against a woman's charms. He wasn't sure what it was about her that drew him so strongly to her; he just knew that it was. There was something so familiar about the girl in front of him. He had a strange feeling that he had done this before, with her. Or nearly this. Which was completely ridiculous when he considered that they had never met before.

"Alright," the girl finally responded. "Sounds like fun."

She smiled at him then, and he felt like floating away. She had said yes!

"Great," Jareth said, smiling widely. "Where would you like to go,…" he trailed off, embarrassed that he still didn't know her name.

Laughing, the girl decided to help him out. "Sarah. Sarah Williams" She had the most fascinating smile, as if she held secret worlds behind those laughing eyes. "How about Dania's, across the street?" Smart girl, he thought, and smiled to himself. Dania's was close enough to walk to so there was no need to accept a car ride from him, a stranger after all, but was not the kind of place the student population frequented. They would be able to talk without feeling awkward with the eyes of her classmates on them the whole time. It was also the kind of place that didn't set any standards for future dates. Neither cheap nor expensive, it didn't imply any kind of expectations.

"Good choice, Sarah Williams. Shall we?"