Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plotline of this story. Everything else is being borrowed from Jim Henson.

Sarah woke up very early. She had to wake up earlier than usual if she wanted to be on time. She looked at her clock.

Five a.m., right on the dot. She pulled on her pants one leg at a time. Then, she slowly pulled on her shirt. She did her hair and

make-up and went downstairs for breakfast. Her niece, Christine, was already there.

"Hello, Aunt Sarah," smiled Christine as she looked up from her cereal bowl.

"Hello," smiled Sarah. She kissed her niece on her head. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I did." Christine poured herself some more orange juice. "Are you ready for your big interview today?" Sarah

had a big interview with her boss at seven thirty. She looked at her watch. Six-forty-five. She had exactly forty-five minutes to

get to her work. It only took her ten minutes to get to work, so she relaxed a little.

"Yes," she lied. She did not want to worry her niece by telling her that she had butterflies fluttering in her stomached.

She was very nervous. She really wanted to become general manager of her department store, Robinson's May. This was

not only a huge promotion, but it was also a huge raise in pay. With the extra money she would be earning, she could afford to

help Christine with her schooling by getting her a laptop computer for her homework. It would be a huge birthday surprise for

her on her sixteenth birthday.

"You're nervous, aren't you?" asked Christine. She had spent enough time with her aunt to not believe her when she

said that she was all right.

"Just a little," smiled Sarah. They ate peacefully for about five minutes before.

"Aunt Sarah?"

"Yes?"

"Who's Jareth?" ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Hope you all liked that. I will write more when I can. Peace out.