The Opposite Sex
Disclaimer: *sobs wiping her eyes* I.don't.own.JARETH! Nor do I own the Underground*sniffle*
Note: Well this story really sucks so far. I can't help feeling that I can do better but the words just come out wrong and oh I just suck!
Jareth was now in his room, sitting on his bed, completely stunned. What is going through that bloody girls head? He thought taking advantage of me? What the hell was that about?
Then suddenly an idea hit him.hard.like a hammer.a big hammer. Oh dear Gods, she thought I was using her for comfort.to forget about.I was.I was using her
He fell back onto his luxurious bed messaging his temples. "Bloody hell how am I going to fix this?" he asked the walls aloud not surprised by their silence, he wouldn't speak to him either. I don't think she'll ever trust me again, she's no reason too though.
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He tried to get some sleep but failed miserably. He got up with a soft groan and sat on the edge of the bed. "I don't think I can bare to do any more thinking" he mused aloud and got up hastily getting dressed and hurrying down the many flights of steps.
Soon he was out in the crisp night air with the smell of flowers all around him. He looked around at his garden. His place to go when troubled by thoughts. The only place he could always count on to be peaceful.
Some of the flowers were common even in the Aboveground but others where rare and only seen by the few and the.rich.who could afford to have it planted in their garden.
There were lilies, and roses, and even daisies. But there were also exotic flowers of many colors or of single colors they varied throughout the garden.
He scanned the garden spotting a Felain, his favorite flower in the garden. Its petals were many different colors but they all seemed to melt together in the darkness of the night. The Petals never had the same color on one flower. Its colors shimmered in the dim light of the stars, purple, blue, black, red, orange, yellow, and many many others.
He looked at the flower silently then his eyes seemed to slide involuntarily to a bright red rose that grew next to it. The color reminded him of Shirrel's crimson eyesher crimson eyes, as bright as that flowers petals.. DAMN IT SHIRREL GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!. Then he shouted into the darkness "I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WOMEN!!!!!!!
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Shirrel looked around the room that Jareth had provided for her. The sheets were spread out without a single wrinkle. The patterns on them were red roses with a black background. She walked up to the blanket placing her hand lightly on it feeling the velvety fabric beneath it.
She sat on the bed a moment before saying out loud, "Damn it Jareth what were you thinking. I'm not here for your comfort.but I suppose I do know you didn't mean to use me as such.why did I have to be the one to tell you about Sarah."
She rambled on for a while till she had spoken every last thought and sat there thinking about.nothing.
She jumped as she heard a shout outside and went to her window looking out over the labyrinth a moment before lowering her gaze to the source of the noise. She could not understand what was said but she could make-out the golden hair gleaming in the moonlight.
Her thoughts were drawn back to the man in the garden.Jareth.
I don't get it she thought rolling her eyes and sighing Men always act so macho especially that man but when he wants to be alone he goes into the garden and admires the flowers. Him trying to get me into his bed means he is definatly not gay. right?.what am I saying of course he's not gay! then she burst no longer able to think clearly.
She shouted out one last phrase, which echoed off the walls of her room "I DO NOT UNDERSTAND MEN!!!" before she lay down in despair and miraculously fall into the deep abyss of a dreamless sleep.
I'd like to thank Ana Leslie Decante(or something like that.), Addie(my faithful reviewer), and Ashley(you'd better review my sucky story Ash or else I'll have to .cringe in fear at you!) because they all are cool and most of them reviewed this story and it's really late and I'm really tired and um.yeah.
Disclaimer: *sobs wiping her eyes* I.don't.own.JARETH! Nor do I own the Underground*sniffle*
Note: Well this story really sucks so far. I can't help feeling that I can do better but the words just come out wrong and oh I just suck!
Jareth was now in his room, sitting on his bed, completely stunned. What is going through that bloody girls head? He thought taking advantage of me? What the hell was that about?
Then suddenly an idea hit him.hard.like a hammer.a big hammer. Oh dear Gods, she thought I was using her for comfort.to forget about.I was.I was using her
He fell back onto his luxurious bed messaging his temples. "Bloody hell how am I going to fix this?" he asked the walls aloud not surprised by their silence, he wouldn't speak to him either. I don't think she'll ever trust me again, she's no reason too though.
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He tried to get some sleep but failed miserably. He got up with a soft groan and sat on the edge of the bed. "I don't think I can bare to do any more thinking" he mused aloud and got up hastily getting dressed and hurrying down the many flights of steps.
Soon he was out in the crisp night air with the smell of flowers all around him. He looked around at his garden. His place to go when troubled by thoughts. The only place he could always count on to be peaceful.
Some of the flowers were common even in the Aboveground but others where rare and only seen by the few and the.rich.who could afford to have it planted in their garden.
There were lilies, and roses, and even daisies. But there were also exotic flowers of many colors or of single colors they varied throughout the garden.
He scanned the garden spotting a Felain, his favorite flower in the garden. Its petals were many different colors but they all seemed to melt together in the darkness of the night. The Petals never had the same color on one flower. Its colors shimmered in the dim light of the stars, purple, blue, black, red, orange, yellow, and many many others.
He looked at the flower silently then his eyes seemed to slide involuntarily to a bright red rose that grew next to it. The color reminded him of Shirrel's crimson eyesher crimson eyes, as bright as that flowers petals.. DAMN IT SHIRREL GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!. Then he shouted into the darkness "I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WOMEN!!!!!!!
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Shirrel looked around the room that Jareth had provided for her. The sheets were spread out without a single wrinkle. The patterns on them were red roses with a black background. She walked up to the blanket placing her hand lightly on it feeling the velvety fabric beneath it.
She sat on the bed a moment before saying out loud, "Damn it Jareth what were you thinking. I'm not here for your comfort.but I suppose I do know you didn't mean to use me as such.why did I have to be the one to tell you about Sarah."
She rambled on for a while till she had spoken every last thought and sat there thinking about.nothing.
She jumped as she heard a shout outside and went to her window looking out over the labyrinth a moment before lowering her gaze to the source of the noise. She could not understand what was said but she could make-out the golden hair gleaming in the moonlight.
Her thoughts were drawn back to the man in the garden.Jareth.
I don't get it she thought rolling her eyes and sighing Men always act so macho especially that man but when he wants to be alone he goes into the garden and admires the flowers. Him trying to get me into his bed means he is definatly not gay. right?.what am I saying of course he's not gay! then she burst no longer able to think clearly.
She shouted out one last phrase, which echoed off the walls of her room "I DO NOT UNDERSTAND MEN!!!" before she lay down in despair and miraculously fall into the deep abyss of a dreamless sleep.
I'd like to thank Ana Leslie Decante(or something like that.), Addie(my faithful reviewer), and Ashley(you'd better review my sucky story Ash or else I'll have to .cringe in fear at you!) because they all are cool and most of them reviewed this story and it's really late and I'm really tired and um.yeah.
