A/N: Well, a certain author told me to lengthen my chapters. I couldn't agree with her more. I've actually got a really good excuse. Well, not really. I'm at a complete lack of inspiration. But that's okay, right? I just have to go on a Labyrinth marathon, force my friends to play the Laby Drinking Game with me, and all will be nice and great, right? RIGHT?! (sigh)

Anyway, I'm actually attempting to make this sound like the 80's, but I'm obviously failing. Just to let you know that I'm TRYING not to be retarded. (cough) Okay, On with the chapter, eh?

The Labyrinth isn't done with you! Chapter 5, Monologues can be so strange sometimes!

Sarah's school day went on pretty much the same as always, only she was constantly becoming increasingly doubtful as to whether or not she had, in fact, raced through a vast Labyrinth or not. She banged her head on the table in the Drama room, completely unable to focus on the fact that she was supposed to be writing a monologue.

Her gaze trailed down to the ugly brown carpet, and was immediately reminded of the mud-brick Goblin city. She chuckled softly to herself, causing Jenna, a girl she was slightly acquainted to as a friend, inched away. Not that Sarah noticed.

She always figured that it would be a neat and clean little village, judging by Jareths' vanity. But then again, he didn't really care about the living conditions of others, now did he? Gee, she certainly was cynical.

Staring down at her paper, she tapped on the corner of the blank sheet with the tip of her pen. Reluctantly, she began to write.

'My entire life, I've always known there was something better out there for me.

I always believed that something would come and take me away, and all my problems would be solved. (collapse to ground)

Apparently, I was gravely wrong. I did in fact get my wish, but I didn't expect it to be so... ...so... (deep, hesitant breath)

...unfair.

My journey was much like life itself. Full of twists,

Full of surprises.

I didn't at all get what I wanted in the start, but I did get a valuable prize in the end.

What was it?

A new outlook on my life.

Gratitude.

Forgiveness.

Compassion.

(Sit up on knees, wiping away tears)

But, these days, who really cares about those things?

It doesn't matter.

It's all material.

Clothes, money, and cars.'

Sarah paused yet again, and stared down at her paper. Whoa, what was that about? She was expressing anger she apparently never knew she had. Sighing, she ignored it and continued.

(Stand up, begin pacing room)

'But that's okay.

I've always been one to just hole myself up in my room, and just wallow in my self-pity.

I knew that things would always turn out to benefit me in the end, without even attempting to-'

And just what do you think you're doing? I gave you everything, Sarah, and you turned it away for that insolent baby brother of yours.

Sarah froze, completely rooted in her seat. She stared down at her paper, where the scrawl was there, loud and clear. Where had it come from? Not only was the script much, much too formal, curly and IN A DIFFERENT TYPE OF INK, she had actually heard the arrogant voice of the Goblin King in her head. She gulped, lifting her hands. She stared at her fingers, which were shaking uncontrollably. She looked down at her paper, and, to her bewilderment, the mysterious message was gone. What? What was going on?

For some reason, she was near tears at this point. Jenna tapped her on the shoulder.

"...Uh... Sar? What's the matter? Are you okay?"

Sarah didn't look at her, for fear she would leak tears all over her. She stood, and pretended to be blowing her nose with a tissue as she grumbled for permission to go the bathroom. Ditching the Kleenex in a trashcan, she skidded down the hall, right past the Girls' bathrooms, and outside. She knew it was wrong to skip, but she had permission to be out of class at this point, right?

She flopped down on a bench, hugging her knees. She sniffled, and began to cry.

'...What's happening to me?! I've gone crazy! I was so sure that-'

A loud hooting that made her fall off the bench broke her thoughts.

She looked up into the trees, to see a tawny barn owl perched in the trees behind her.

She immediately recognized.

"Jareth? Is that you? Show yourself!" She demanded.

She waited, and all she got from the bird was a dribble of crap and a hoot, before it flew away.

No, that wasn't the Goblin King. It didn't have the amber spots on it's back.

It didn't even have a magical aura around it.

Sarah simpered, and trudged back inside, to complete her monologue.

She did manage a glance into one of the classrooms. Jacklyn was sitting near the door, completely oblivious to her presence. She was reading.

But reading what? Sarah growled as she realized that Jacklyn, the one she despised so very much, was reading her Labyrinth.

Sarah was so amazingly close to mauling the girl, not caring at all what the teachers did to her.

She was actually about to, but the ear-splitting sound of the bell cut through her like a knife, and caused her to dash in the other direction.

A/N: Well, I'm sorry, there was so much more I wanted to type. Of COURSE, my fingers eventually got tired, and incredibly lazy. MUST... ...TYPE! NNNGGGGHH!!!

(sighs) Okay, well, I'm sorry the first 5 chapters have been to excruciatingly boring.

I swear, chapter 6 will be much more exciting.

Thanks to all who reviewed!