Chapter 4

"Fool"

My mouth went cotton dry and I could not find my voice. I suddenly felt my legs go weak, and I sat down hard on a stray, empty barrel.

I could not see why Pepper thought me, Jane Turnkey, having a crush on him, Gunther Breech, anything worth getting excited over.

She seemed to notice my distress, and stopped jumping and let go of my hands.

"That," I said, trying to regain my voice, "That cannot be right, Pepper. I cannot have a crush on Gun—!"

I stopped myself. Did Pepper hear me? Had I just given his name away? I looked at her, and she was returning from checking on her soup, giggling all the way.

"Oh, Jane! This is just so exciting! I am so happy for you!" She sighed contently, "This is just so romantic! Does he like you back?

"Just…who exactly is this man? I promise not to tell a soul!"

It was not that I did not trust Pepper. I knew that if she swore to me that she would not tell a soul, she would not.

It was the fact that I had a crush on him.

I was overwhelmed, and dare I say it, even more confused than before! I took off running, not able to control my limbs. I heard Pepper call after me, and I did not mean to desert her, but I did not want to come back. I kept running and running, unsure as to where I was going. I was picking up speed, sprinting for my life.

Then in a split moment, I ran into something. My first thought was that it was a wall, and then a person. I realized that the person was Gunther.

I had been running way too fast. I crashed into him, sending pain to my stomach. He lost his balance, and fell onto his back. I, of course, fell on top of him.

That feeling returned. The thing that made me feel as if I could stare at him for hours on end. I felt heat rise to my cheeks. I was blushing.

'Fool!' I screamed to myself.

"Jane," He said awkwardly. His eyes left mine and looked away. "Jane! If you would be so kind as to get off of me!"

I inwardly screamed at myself and jumped off of him as fast as I could. I stood on my legs, and avoided his eyes.

"Where exactly were you headed to in such a hurry?" He voice was harsh. I knew it was only because he was embarrassed, but it frightened me that I could tell that.

"No where!" I said, even more harshly. "Just bog off!"

I took off running again. I picked up my speed and let my body have full control. Where ever my legs wanted to take me, I would let them. It had to be better than to stay in the castle.

I ran out of the castle and into the village. I ran in the busied roads, easily weaving myself past pedestrians. When the road ended, I ran into the forest.

I still had no idea where I was going.

I ran deeper and deeper into the forest still. I did not notice it was raining until I tripped on a log and fell, my face in the mud. I lifted my head, and sat up. My knee was stinging, and I could not see anything because of the dirt on my face. I rubbed off as much mud away from my eyes as I could, and looked down at my knee. I had cut it. I would be fine, it was nothing serious, but it still hurt.

And let us not forget the fact that I was lost.

I heard not a sound of thunder, and decided it best to climb a tree. It would be hard with my gash, but I would be dry from the rain and safe in case a beast came. Once the rain stopped, I would try and find my way back towards the castle.

When I finally reached a high enough branch, I groaned. I groaned from the pain in my leg. But mostly, I groaned because of my foolishness. I was lost, without real shelter, without food, and without my weapon.

I was a fool, who let her emotions get the better of her.

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Jane. D8 She and the other characters belong to Sir Bayton and Weta. I only own this plot.

Author's Notes: I just love making you wait for chapters, huh? D; Here's chapter 4 (and I shall add 5 in a few moments). I really hope you enjoyed it.

Please point out grammar and spelling mistakes! I'm a grammar freak, but even I make mistakes.

Also, I did change the rating. Not for "inappropreate" (sp? Sorry ^.^') content, just because the chapters get a little more...intense? All I know is that while it's age appropreate, it would be better suited and understood by a nine year old than a five year old. Make sense? :)

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