Chapter 3. SHOPPING!!!
Starlit yawned as she leaned back in the rather dusty seats of the South West Trains service to London Waterloo, changing at Clapham Junction for Newcastle, where she'd meet Redaura. She rummaged in her bag and retrieved her CD player. She wasn't sure what CD was in it, but stuck her earphones in anyway and clicked 'play'.
She almost yelled aloud as "Underground" started playing. 'How appropriate.' she thought wryly to herself as she looked out of the window thoughtfully. David Bowie had a great voice, she acknowledged that, but Jareth's was more - sensual, more - well - blatantly sexy!
"Starlit!" Red squealed, virtually pouncing on her friend as soon as she stepped off the train. "You've grown!"
Starlit grinned.
"Damn good thing!" she laughed, disentangling herself from Red's arms. "You've had a haircut."
"So've you." Nodded Redaura. "So, where first?"
"The mall," Starlit grinned. "I have a hankering for a new outfit!"
"Oh lordy!" Red groaned, pretending to faint. Starlit shoved her playfully and the two headed off to the shopping centre, chatting nineteen to the dozen in excitement.
"Ready?" Starlit called through the thin wall of the changing room to Red.
"Yup!" she called back. The two girls stepped out of the cubicles and looked at each other. Red pouted. "You look great." She folded her arms. Starlit was wearing a pair of tight leather trousers in red and a stretchy black top that showed off the fact she was rather lucky in the chest department. She shook her head.
"Not as great as you." She pointed out. "At least you can wear halternecks." She grimaced. Red was wearing a pair of baggy green trousers and a matching green halterneck top.
"You still look better than me."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"No I- you gonna buy that?"
"Yeah, you gonna buy that?"
"Duh!" Starlit giggled and went back into her changing cubicle, humming to herself as she pulled the top off and replaced it with her tight red Lycra one. As she was about to pull the trousers off she happened to glance in the mirror, and froze. There, leaning against the wall with his customary smirk in place, was Jareth. Starlit opened her mouth to scream, he pushed himself off the wall and put his gloved hand across her mouth.
"Do hush," he murmured in her ear. "We don't want everyone to know I'm here. In a woman's changing room, how humiliating." he chuckled softly as she shivered slightly. "Miss me?"
Starlit wondered whether it was wise to bite him, and he released her.
"You were suffocating me." She accused. He laughed softly.
"Oh, so sorry." He looked her up and down. "Leather and Lycra? Suits you."
"Don't start.! Red.!" Starlit called softly.
"Yeah, what? I can't get the top off.!"
"Don't!" Starlit warned. Red, in her room, looked puzzled.
"Why?"
"Don't ask."
"I just did."
Starlit groaned and looked back at Jareth, who was still rather uncomfortably close. She was right, she realised, about her thoughts on the train. Bowie was all right, but Jareth was just - Mmm.
"I'm sure Mr Bowie would find your opinion lacking somewhat."
"Oh goddess." Starlit's eyes widened as she realised Jareth had just eavesdropped her thoughts. He smirked, then rolled his eyes as Red knocked on the door.
"C'mon Starlit, we gotta go if we wanna get any more shopping done, and can I take the top off now?"
Starlit looked at Jareth, who smirked at her.
"Perhaps I'll let you off Starlit. But remember what I said, I'm watching you." he faded from sight, and Starlit leaned against the wall for support.
"Starlit?"
"One minute, yeah, get changed." Starlit mumbled, quickly changing her trousers back into the simple black bootlegs she wore. She exited the changing rooms in time to see Red emerging from hers.
"What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I wish I had!"
Starlit yawned as she leaned back in the rather dusty seats of the South West Trains service to London Waterloo, changing at Clapham Junction for Newcastle, where she'd meet Redaura. She rummaged in her bag and retrieved her CD player. She wasn't sure what CD was in it, but stuck her earphones in anyway and clicked 'play'.
She almost yelled aloud as "Underground" started playing. 'How appropriate.' she thought wryly to herself as she looked out of the window thoughtfully. David Bowie had a great voice, she acknowledged that, but Jareth's was more - sensual, more - well - blatantly sexy!
"Starlit!" Red squealed, virtually pouncing on her friend as soon as she stepped off the train. "You've grown!"
Starlit grinned.
"Damn good thing!" she laughed, disentangling herself from Red's arms. "You've had a haircut."
"So've you." Nodded Redaura. "So, where first?"
"The mall," Starlit grinned. "I have a hankering for a new outfit!"
"Oh lordy!" Red groaned, pretending to faint. Starlit shoved her playfully and the two headed off to the shopping centre, chatting nineteen to the dozen in excitement.
"Ready?" Starlit called through the thin wall of the changing room to Red.
"Yup!" she called back. The two girls stepped out of the cubicles and looked at each other. Red pouted. "You look great." She folded her arms. Starlit was wearing a pair of tight leather trousers in red and a stretchy black top that showed off the fact she was rather lucky in the chest department. She shook her head.
"Not as great as you." She pointed out. "At least you can wear halternecks." She grimaced. Red was wearing a pair of baggy green trousers and a matching green halterneck top.
"You still look better than me."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"No I- you gonna buy that?"
"Yeah, you gonna buy that?"
"Duh!" Starlit giggled and went back into her changing cubicle, humming to herself as she pulled the top off and replaced it with her tight red Lycra one. As she was about to pull the trousers off she happened to glance in the mirror, and froze. There, leaning against the wall with his customary smirk in place, was Jareth. Starlit opened her mouth to scream, he pushed himself off the wall and put his gloved hand across her mouth.
"Do hush," he murmured in her ear. "We don't want everyone to know I'm here. In a woman's changing room, how humiliating." he chuckled softly as she shivered slightly. "Miss me?"
Starlit wondered whether it was wise to bite him, and he released her.
"You were suffocating me." She accused. He laughed softly.
"Oh, so sorry." He looked her up and down. "Leather and Lycra? Suits you."
"Don't start.! Red.!" Starlit called softly.
"Yeah, what? I can't get the top off.!"
"Don't!" Starlit warned. Red, in her room, looked puzzled.
"Why?"
"Don't ask."
"I just did."
Starlit groaned and looked back at Jareth, who was still rather uncomfortably close. She was right, she realised, about her thoughts on the train. Bowie was all right, but Jareth was just - Mmm.
"I'm sure Mr Bowie would find your opinion lacking somewhat."
"Oh goddess." Starlit's eyes widened as she realised Jareth had just eavesdropped her thoughts. He smirked, then rolled his eyes as Red knocked on the door.
"C'mon Starlit, we gotta go if we wanna get any more shopping done, and can I take the top off now?"
Starlit looked at Jareth, who smirked at her.
"Perhaps I'll let you off Starlit. But remember what I said, I'm watching you." he faded from sight, and Starlit leaned against the wall for support.
"Starlit?"
"One minute, yeah, get changed." Starlit mumbled, quickly changing her trousers back into the simple black bootlegs she wore. She exited the changing rooms in time to see Red emerging from hers.
"What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I wish I had!"