Disclaimer: See chapter 1. I do own Prof. Fiaich and Becka. Remember, reviews are welcomed, flames are not.
Chapter 14: Moving On Up
Jareth returned. "Go and get dressed, Sarah. I need to return you to your world," he ordered, clearly not pleased.
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Sarah tried her best to forget that night. She had to or else go completely insane with frustration and aggravation. It didn't help that he hasn't contacted her nor started up her next set of training like he had promised. She wasn't sure if she should be upset or relieved. She wrote in her journal in graphic detail her last night on the Labyrinth including some choice words for whoever had interupted and what she would like to do to them, that is if Jareth hadn't beaten her to it.
As for her family, well, things hadn't changed much. Her father was still wrapped up with work and had barely noticed that his little girl was an adult. Karen and Toby had noticed. They just couldn't figure it out.
When asked about any guy she was seeing, she mentioned that she had met someone while camping and left it at that. Her father hadn't been happy to hear that Sarah went off camping with a guy alone. Sarah just rolled her eyes at his Victorian attitudes and Karen hadn't been much better. She dragged Sarah off to the clinic for a pregnancy test and physical. Both parents were relieved that all tests came back saying that Sarah was a normal healthy young lady who still have her virginity. Sarah didn't speak to either parent for a week, not that her father really noticed.
They made a trip to the New England college that had accepted Sarah on full scholarship. Sarah had made an appointment to see head of the English Department to change her major. The one thing being with her mother had done was to put the final nail into the coffin holding the acting bug. Sarah now knew her dream was to be a writer of children's stories. She wanted to write about her experiences in the Labyrinth and about its magical creatures. She wanted to keep the Labyrinth alive.
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Sarah was ushered into an airy office with plants dotting the room as well as wall to wall book shelves filled with books, knick-knacks, and awards. All in all, it was a typical college professor's office.
"Professor Fiaich?" Sarah asked, pronouncing the name as 'Fash'
"You pronounce it as Fay," came a kind voice from across the room. "Don't worry Gaelic names are sometimes hard. Blame the English, I always do."
"Um oh. Sorry. I am Sarah Williams, I think I had an appointment with you about changing my major?"
An ageless looking woman with golden hair and bright grey eyes smiled as she waved Sarah into the room. "Come in. Mind the mess. I'm still sorting out class schedules. I really could use an assistant. Have a seat."
Sarah smiled, as she made herself comfortable. "Oh? I have some experience in office work. Maybe I could help? I do have an resume and I am looking for part time work between classes."
"Thanks ducks," the professor said as she made herself comfortable behind an ancient oak desk piled high with folders, books and papers. "So tell me why do you want to change your major?"
Sarah smiled and relaxed under the woman's smile and kind eyes. She told of her summer with her mother and her high school English teacher. She even produced the essay that had started her on thinking about her dreams. She told of the novella she wrote over the summer and that an agent is looking to sell it for her. The only thing she left out was the fact that Cory and Jareth were Fae and she had been Underground. She also passed over her resume, hoping the instructor could point her towards a job.
"So you see, Professor. Instead of following the dreams that others want to chose for me, I want to follow my own," Sarah said, coming to the finish of her tale.
The professor read the essay, her face unreadable as she studied the girl. Sarah waited as the woman seem to be looking into her soul. She mused that the professor was good but Jareth was better.
"Very well, Miss Williams," Professor Fiaich said after a moment. "I will see what I can do about getting your major transferred and you will start working for me as a student secretary the moment classes start."
"But?"
"Come, come, Miss Williams. Your resume makes you more then qualified to work," the professor explained, handing back the essay but kept the resume. "This is very good for high school work. I'm sure you will do better. In fact, I demand that you do. As for your references, they will do."
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Classes started two weeks after her interview with Professor Faich. Sarah found herself in a co ed dorm and next door to a ghost.
'Crying Mary,' Sarah thought with disgust as she unpacked. 'how original.'
A knock at the door interrupted Sarah's train of thought.
"Surprise!"
"Becka!"
Sarah mentally sighed. Maybe it was time to make up with her ex friend. If it hadn't been for her, Jareth wouldn't have come back into her life. Sarah swung the door open, waving her high school friend inside. "Come in."
Sarah cleared off the chair by her desk as Becka checked out the room. "So Sarah, how much of your room did you bring?"
Sarah shrugged. "Some posters and books. Some stuffed animals. What are you doing here?"
Becka sighed, not quite looking Sarah in the eye. "Look. I'm sorry for what I did. I really am. I've missed you all summer. Brad and the rest of the gang, we all missed you. It just wasn't the same."
"Glad you realized that Becka."
"So who are you seeing now? Still seeing that Bowie clone?"
"Becka!"
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Dear Jareth,
Well I'm in college now. My dorm room isn't too bad and joy! I do have a haunted room next to me. Lucky me.
Where are you? Why haven't you contacted me? Are you alright? Should I contact Cory and find out or just wait? I hope you are alright.
Funny thing is I'm not dreaming about the dance we shared anymore. I dream we are in your room and you are slowly undressing me. Your hands caressing my skin as I look up into your eyes. I can't seem to get away from your eyes. As you slowly lower me unto your bed the clock begins to strike. Damn. I really hate your clock.
You better have a good excuse for leaving me.
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I'm sorry about the confusion about the lemon. I never intended for them to be together yet. That was why there was no lemon alert. It's called building the sexual tension. Don't worry. They will be getting it on soon. I promise.
Wow! Thanks everyone for the reviews! They were awesome! Until next time.
--GF