This has become a really long chapter! Sorry if its too long but please R&R, let me know if you think this is good and if I should go onto the next chapter!

As always, The Labyrinth doesnt belong to me and sadly neither does Jareth (What a shame, I could have such fun!), but Amy does and this storyline does so no stealing! Thanks! XD

NJEverlove

Back at school I was shocked to find that everyone had noticed I'd been gone. Thanks to Jareth, they never usually noticed.

I was sat alone in the dorm, just me and my thoughts, when I heard the bells ring for lunch time. I was getting ready to leave for the dinning hall, ready to put on a smile and pretend I was like everyone else, when with a bang my entire Social Studies class crashed through the door!

"Oh my god Amy!" squealed Sasha, rushing over to my bed and perching at the end of it.

With her stick thin figure, her bubbling personality, her amazing looks and grades, Sasha was the most popular girl in the whole college. Every guy wanted to be with her, and every girl just wanted to Be her! "We saw you!"

"Yeah, we did, we saw you on the top of that cliff over there," Leticia pointed absently out of the window, not caring that she was pointing in the wrong direction. "Everyone thought you were about to jump!"

The group nodded wildly, agreeing with her. I sat back, shocked that they cared!

"I…umm…" I stuttered slowly, not sure what to say. In the year I'd been here, these girls had never talked to me, except when they really had to, and that wasn't often.

"Are we really that bad Amy?" Sasha asked quietly, slipping next to me and putting her hand over mine.

I tried to decide if I should tell them the truth or not. If I did, they might just forget about it, and not be that bothered about the cove. There was, after all, a decent sized beach everyone escaped to whenever they had a free moment. But they might decide that the cove, the 'new' beach, was better than the old one. I'd loose my secret place. My privacy. Again.

"I got lost." I mumbled quietly. As I looked up, I saw everyone smile slowly. They believed me.

Just as I felt sure I was ok, I saw Sarah staring at me. She knew it wasn't true, but she wasn't about to shout it out in front of everyone.

From my first day, I had known she was different to the other girls. When they had been unpacking their designer clothes, showing off and trying to get the richest guys in the college, Sarah was just normal. Sure, she fit in with them; knew about all the latest styles, what's hot and what's not, but also knew a lot about real issues. She knew how to dress to impress, but didn't own anything designer. When most of the other girls were too busy looking down their nose at me for not being 'one of them', Sarah had given me a proper welcome, and made me feel like I belonged here!

The group slowly trailed out for lunch, so just me and Sarah remained.

She waited till everyone was out of the room and safely out of earshot before jumping onto my bed, eyes wide with anticipation. "Ok, I didn't say anything, now spill."

So I did. I didn't think she would believe me though! I thought she would just think I was over reacting like I always did. She listened to me, eyes wide in surprise as I told her everything…

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School for me was a torture zone. All through primary school, and already most of secondary school I had been a joke to the majority of people. Not having as much money as everyone else put me at the bottom of the 'social ladder'. I felt like everyone was better than me, that they were the perfect fairytale princesses. Every girl has a fairy tale built up so early in her mind. Wanting to be free, to sail, an enchanted island to claim as our own.

We learn so soon this fails. Fairy tales are a mere utopia, an escape from lives endless cruelties. I had found my utopia between tatty red covers of my favourite story.

The Labyrinth.

When my father would be at the pub spending what little money we got each week and I would have time to myself, I would loose myself in a fantasy world of my own creation.

I didn't feel the Labyrinth was real. I thought, like all fairytales, it only existed on the pages and in my mind. I was soon to find this wasn't the case.

One night not long before my 16th birthday, my father came stumbling home after a long days drinking. I pulled the covers up to my chin and tried so hard to fall asleep, or pretend I was asleep. I heard the 'thump, thump, thump' as he climbed the stairs slowly, missing some steps and slipping a few times on the way. I scrunched my eyes up tight and prayed that he would just walk straight past my room to collapse on his own bed. My heart was pounding loudly in my ears and I was sure he would be able to hear it. I willed him not to stop, just to carry on.

I heard the handle of the door twist and the door creak open, as my heart dropped to my stomach.

'Not again. Please, not again' I cried silently. I could feel the hot tears down my cheeks as he made his way slowly to my bed.

"Amy! Amy, are you awake?" I could tell he was trying to whisper, but too much to drink and too loud music had altered his hearing, and I was sure that even people a few houses down could hear him.

I hoped that anyway.

I shifted slowly on my bed, trying to subtly move away from him. I could already smell it on his breath; whiskey, beer, cigarettes. I felt like I was going to be sick, but I knew I had to lie still, just pretend to be asleep.

"Amy love," he nudged me slightly, and I flinched at his touch. "I just want a cuddle."

I felt fresh tears start to spill down my cheek and hoped he couldn't see. I wanted to get up and run. To just get away and never have to think about it again. Quickly, I tried to think of a way out.
As he ran his hand over the quilt above my legs, I began to imagine I was in the Labyrinth, away from all this.

Then it hit me. My escape was already planned! How did I not see it before?
"I wish the Goblin King would come and take me away, right now!" I shouted.

I heard a crash at my window and looked up to see a bright white owl there. Its chrashed against the glass, its wings beating wildly.
I hid from my father under the covers. After my outburst he would know I was just pretending to sleep, and then things would be so much worse than usual!

I felt a breeze through my quilt. It was only thin so it provided little protection from the cold, but it was a barrier between me and him, that was enough for now.

There was silence all around me. 'Whats going on? Has he suddenly grown a bloody conscious?'
I shifted on the bed slowly and noticed that it felt different; the sheet below me was softly, silkier. The quilt covering me was thick and very warm.

'This isnt my bed?!' I sat up, shocked, and looked around me. 'This isnt my room?!'
Taking a closer look at my surroundings, I tried to figure out where I was, and why.

Well it was definately a bedroom, no doubt about that; the bed I was sat on was huge and seemed to occupy most of the room. There were two doors opposite me, a dressing table with a large mirror inbetween the doors. 'Maybe Im dreaming!' I thought as I turned to get off the bed. It felt real enough, I could feel the cold floor beneath my bare feet and the breeze from the large balcony window. Just to be sure, I pinched myself hard on the arm.

"Ooooow!! Ok, its not a dream! Where the hell am I?!" I said quietly to myself, not thinking anyone else could hear.

But, of course, someone else could.

I was walking towards the two mysterious doors when I heard a voice from the balcony; a deep english voice that demanded attention.

"Hello little one."

Finding my own voice, I replied "What just happened, I was in my room like a minute ago and now Im here?"

"You wished for this Amy. Thats how this works, you wish, I obey" Still he was hidden on the balcony.

I started slowly towards him "Well then here's my fir..Next, wish. I wish for you to show yourself" I stopped in the middle of the room, waiting.

"As you wish little one"
He stepped out in front of me, and I couldnt help staring at him silently. He was alot taller than me, but maybe that was just because of his hair. It stuck out in all different angles in a crazy style, but for some reason, on him it looked so normal. His white shirt hung losely over his body, whereas his black pants were tight against him; they were probably better discribed as tights, but they strangely reminded her of skinny jeans she'd seen so many people wearing recently. He was wearing black knee high boots, they were scuffed a little but still shone brightly against the sun.

"Your him aren't you? your the Goblin King!"
His toothy smirk gave me my answer.

'Why do I feel so happy? I should fell scared! I should be trying to get away from him! I should feel anything but what I feel right now!!'

He strolled past me slowly torwards the two doors. "You can change in here Amy, Im hope the clothes will be to your liking" he opened the first door and I saw a range of dresses hung up along one wall with shoes below them. There was probably more, but from where I was stood I couldnt see anything.
The pages of the story flicked through my head

"Hang on," I mumbled as he stepped towards the other door, presumably to go out of the room. he stopped and turned back towards me. "If this is the castle beyond the Goblin City, and you've taken me away, then shouldnt you be off starting a challenge right about now?

"No I shouldn't"

"But...but thats how it went in the story? The girl wished her brother away and you challenged her to win him back. I know the story off by heart, Im not wrong!"

"Yes you are. You wished yourself away. Which means if Im to challenge anyone, it would be you."

I thought about it for a moment 'Shit, he's right' "So what happens now? I mean to me, what happens to me?"

Now halfway out of the door, he smiled and looked round, his mismatched eyes staring straight at me. "You get dressed, and then you come for dinner. We'll talk about it then"

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"I didnt want to go home, but if I stayed there he said I'd have to be turned into a goblin, so he sent me here instead. I hadnt seen him in 2 years Sarah, and then he just shows up. I dont know what to do." I finished my story and looked up at her. Her eyes were wide. In horror? In disbelief?

Shock.

"This is bad" She whispered. "This is really really bad!" She got up and started pacing back and forward along the end of my bed. I looked at her, wondering what the hell she was doing.

"Whats bad?"

"Did he bring you here on purpose, I mean did he know he was coming here or did it seem like a shock to him or anything?"

"Well...Im not sure...yeah he was a bit shocked but thats not such a big deal is it?"

She stopped suddenly "Call him."

"What?"

"Call for him! Quickly!"

I didnt know what to do. I picked up my phone and pretended to dial a number and held it to my ear.

"No Amy call him, say his name. It wont work if I do it, it has to be you"

"But how do you..."

"We dont have time now, Ill explain later. Call him!"

"Ok ok! Ill call him" I stook up and looked through the door to make sure no one was coming, before shouting his name "Jareth!!"

He appeared as usual in a cloud of dust, a smile on his face as he stepped towards me. I looked quickly at Sarah and he follwed my gaze.

"Sarah?"

She smiled. "Hello again!"

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Yes I know some bits may seem a bit rushed, but Ive been dying to write this bit for ages so it just had to come out!! Should I stop here, or should I carry it on? I dont think I like this chapter so I mayb actually just change the whole thing. let me know XD xx