Chapter Two
The Middle Child
Sixteen years later....
"Hey hon," Becka said in a persuasive voice "will you do the dishes for me tonight? I have a date."
"I need help with this homework!" Samantha complained.
"Damn it," the girl whispered so neither of her sisters could hear her. "I can't do two things at a time!"
"Why?" Samantha asked "are you stupid?"
"That's not nice Sam," Becka scolded, well, almost. "You shouldn't make fun of retarded people." Both sisters laughed as the other turned the water on in the sink.
It's not fair she thought it's not fair at all. But then, her mother had always told her life wasn't fair. What did her mother know? She couldn't even remember her daughter's own birthday. Her sixteenth birthday too! Of all things to forget, she HAD to forget her birthday.
"Are you going to help me with my homework or not?" Sam asked.
"Figure it out yourself," Leah grumbled.
"Now Leah," Sarah said coming into the kitchen "is that anyway to treat your sister?"
"Yes," she said sarcastically and her mother gave a firm look.
"Help her with her homework Leah," Sarah ordered.
"Why?" Leah asked "she already understands it! She just likes to be a pain in the ass."
"Watch your mouth," Sarah snapped.
"OOO!" Sam said "Leah said a bad word."
"What about you ya little pack rat?" Leah snapped back "every time I go somewhere I have to beg security not to arrest us because you steal everything in sight."
"Now Leah," Becka scolded "be more considerate of Sam."
"And you!" Leah said "you wonder why the computer is so slow its because save all that damn porn on it."
"That's it!" Sarah screamed "Leah go to your room!"
"I didn't even-"she started.
"NOW!" they all yelled in union and she stomped up the stairs and slammed the door shut. Why didn't she belong? Why didn't she fit in with them? Why was she so... different? Leah sighed, it was no use, she was always going to be outcasted by her family, her friends, even her teachers. Everyone.
Jareth watched all three of the young girls. The oldest, though more beautiful of the three, had wandering eyes. She looked almost exactly like her mother when she was that age, but so much more polite. Well, she seemed polite, but what she had just done in the kitchen, that had just been cruel.
The youngest however was completely uncaring. She loved making a pest of herself. Oddly enough, she had understood the homework, but when she saw her sister struggling, she decided that she should make it harder. She looked more like her father than anything. She had his dark green eyes and his black hair, but her mothers face and perplexed look.
The middle child was, confusing. Jareth had to admit, he couldn't, no matter how he tried, figure her out. And this perplexed him to no end. He would normally just read her mind, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He wanted to figure her out for himself, if, of course, she was picked to leave. He had no say in who left with him, but, secretly, he was hoping for Leah.
"I suppose I've let Sarah believe that she's beaten me for long enough," the Goblin King mused "it's time to claim my prize."
Author's Note: A HUGE thanks to Becky Sharpe, SAHIB, and Moonjava cause their freakin awesome! Also, my little goblin friends would like you to review, because they really do work hard on these stories and they'd like some gratification from you people. All in all, I hope you like the story so far, AND please if you have any comments feel free to review or email me.
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Amber and her little goblin friends