Lost and Lonely

5: Crazy Girls and a lovely waltz

I started giggling insanely. Genevieve tapped my face and I looked at her.

"Yes senorita?" I said, giggling.

"You seem…um…drunk." She said, trying not to laugh. I grinned insanely.

"Nahh. I'm poisoned haha!" I said laughing. Obviously, I was sick. Genevieve just giggled as I ranted. "But like I said, it isn't the fur that matters it's what color it's eyes are." I said, pointing to the ceiling.

"That made absolutely no sense in any way." Genevieve laughed.

"No you don't make any sense!" I said, biting my hand. "I taste funny." She giggled again.

"Hoo boy. Your definatly sick." Genevieve said grabbing another silver liquid bottle.

"Ew not thaaat stuuuufff!" I said, laughing. She nodded.

"Sorry." She instantly shoved the bottle in my mouth and I swallowed.

"I didn't get sick this time!" I said. I tried to punch the roof and turned over groaning. "I'm going crazy. Just put me down before I wreck havoc on the innocent goblins!" I said, waving my arms.

"You'll be fine." Genevieve said, grabbing my hand. I sighed and turned back over.

"Just a small-town girl….Living in a…lonely woooooorld!" I started singing. "She took the midnight train going anywheeeeere!" I grinned wildly and looked at her.

"I don't know this so-"

"Just a city boy! Born and raised in south dertroiiit! He took the midnight train going anywheeeeere!" I practically screamed before completely shutting down and blanking.

"Here we go. Now you'll be quieter." Genevieve said. "I told you, the craziness wouldn't last long." I just nodded and zoned out.

"What the devil is going on in here?" Jareth said, opening the door. Genevieve pointed at me.

"Poison effects. First sickness. Then drunkenness. Now complete shutdown mode."

"Smarty pants." I muttered as I tried to flick her away, but couldn't see straight.

"Nice try." Genevieve said as she put my hand down. I just stuck my tongue out and rolled over so my head was under the pillow.

"When I'm feeling my best, "I said raising a fist, "I'm gonna…" I put it down. "I dunno." Genevieve just giggled at my confused and annoyed state. I heard footsteps and felt a hand on the back of my head.

"How you feeling dear?" Jareth asked. I lifted a hand and put a thumbs down. He grabbed that hand and squeezed it. "Hopefully you'll feel better in an hour or so."

"Just admit that I was right when I said not to accept any beverages from any goblins." She said, flying to the pillow. I lifted my head from under the pillow and glared at her.

"Naw."

"Say it."

"Make me." I said grinning and then throwing my head back under the pillow.

"Genevieve," Genevieve said suddenly with my voice, "You were right the whole time and I was wrong I do belive you are so much smarter and not too mention a fantastic friend." I shot up from under the pillow. I saw Jareth trying not to laugh and Genevieve giggling.

"Cheater." I said glaring. She just smiled and giggled as she flew around the bed.

"Well your stuck with the cheater until everything is ready." Jareth said. "It's seven in the morning now and the party is at nine at night." He let my hand go and leaned down, kissing my forehead before disappearing. I smiled and tried to sleep. But the sound of someone singing interrupted me.

"Lex and Jareth sittin' in a tree. K I S S I N G. First comes Love! Then comes marriage! Then comes Aleixa with the-" Genevieve was interrupted by my pillow I threw hitting her.

"Home run." I said as I rolled back over. I felt the pillow hit my head now. And heard Genevieve giggling.

"Home run." She repeated. I just smiled.

"Alright." I said as I was holding the basket. "Shoot!" Genevieve threw the pebble and I ran and caught it in the basket.

"SCORE!" We both yelled as we started happy dancing. I laughed as I grabbed all the pebbles on the floor and put them in the basket.

"So that's, three got in," Genevieve said, "And forty that missed." I laughed.

"Next time, YOU hold the basket."

"I'm guessing your feeling better." She said to me, as she put the basket on the vanity.

"Me too." I said. "I feel a lot better than before. Just still kinda flushed and tired but nonetheless better." I looked in the mirror. My eyes had huge bags under them and I was paler than before, given I was naturally pale.

"So, are you gonna dance with him?" Geneveive suddenly asked me, landing on my shoulder.

"With who?" I asked.

"Jareth. The party. The dancing." She said smiling wildly.

"Oh." I said, remembering suddenly. "I don't know."

"You will. I know it." Genevieve started humming.

"If he let's me go," I stated, "I'm still kinda sick."

"Not too sick!" She said. "Besides, it's mandatory to have a date."

"It's not a date." I snapped quickly.

"Weeeelll," She said, "Thechnically it is because at the party you must have a partner or a date to go with you. At first, Jareth almost had to take one of the nymphs. That is," She wiggled her eyebrows, "Until you came along."

"Well obviously he'd take a nymph if he thinks I'm too sick." I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Nahhh." Genevieve said. She was enjoying tormenting me.

"Alright let's end the conversation." I said. She nodded.

"Alright. Here's a new one. Do you like his tight pants?" I just looked at her with a small glare. She giggled and shrugged. "I mean, he's always dressed up." I smirked.

"Yeah all the time." I said.

"And the glitter!" Genevieve said smiling.

"Don't forget the gloves!." I said. "Always wearing gloves!"

"You think the gloves are sexy." Genevieve said. "Your even blushing."

"Shutup." I said crossing my arms. A few seconds later, I was dressed in grey leggings, my black boots, a white puffy shirt with a black not-so-leathery vest, and black gloves. Genevieve dumped a bunch of glitter on me.

"Oh my gosh!" She said laughing. "Poof up your hair and you'd look just like him! Only your eyes are both blue, and your nose is different, and your hair is darker, and your sick looking now-"

"I get it." I said laughing. I grabbed a small rubber ball and straightened out. "Genevieve," I said in a mock accent, "Fetch me my extremely over the top and glittery cape and black leather suit. I must go steal a baby!" I jumped on my bed. "For I am the Goblin King! Jareth!" Genevieve started having a fit of giggles.

"Your Majesty," She said pointing, and chortling between giggles.

"Yes yes. And you know what?" I said pointing at the ceiling, "I declare that everyone's pants must be as tight as mine are!" I grinned like he would, only without the pointed teeth. Genevieve seemed to be trying not to burst out laughing.

"Lex-"

"No! Who is this 'Lex' character? I am Jareth." I yelled stepping off the bed and backing up to the window. I backed up standing on the sill now, facing my room. "Well," I said, "LAUGH!" I turned to face the Labyrinth where instead I came face to face with Jareth. Genevieve burst out laughing and began to roll around in the air.

"Hello." Jareth said grinning. My face fell into complete shock.

"How much did you see?" I asked.

"Genevieve, fetch me my extremely over the top and glittery cape and black leather suit. I must steal a baby" Jareth said with a huge grin on his face. I felt my jaw drop. Jareth put a hand to my chin and closed my mouth. Genevieve was still laughing.

"You-You!" She said, trying to catch her breathe. "Oh lord!"

"I'm loving the get up dear," Jareth grabbed my waist, "You look good in pants as tight as mine." Genevieve laughed again.

"Ha ha Gennie," I said looking back, "Your really enjoying this aren't you?" She nodded between fits of giggles.

"I'm guessing your feeling better, Dear." Jareth said, as he jumped down from the sill, pulling me down.

"Yeah, I am." I said. "Not fully, but better." He smirked and grabbed my hand.

"Well that's good enough." He said, smiling. I heard someone cough and turned to Genevieve who mouthed 'told you so." I just shook my head at her and looked back at Jareth. He seemed to be staring at me.

"Is something wrong?" I asked. He shook his head and snapped his fingers. I noticed we were in the Throne Room now. I was standing next to the throne and he was sitting in it.

"I have the decoration committee working on the ballroom now, My tailor working on my suit, and the chefs working on the food." Jareth said. "Which means I am free till seven o'clock. It is one." He looked at me. "Anything special you would like to do seeing that your feeling better and I haven't been with you in a while?" He asked me. I shrugged.

"I don't know." I said, leaning on the arm of the throne. Jareth looked at me.

"There must be something you want to d-"

"Majesty!" A goblin came in. Jareth sighed and pinched in between his eyes.

"Yes?"

"There's a problem in the kitchen." The goblin said, ringing it's tail. Jareth sighed and looked at me.

"I'll be back in a little while. I have some bogging to do." He said before poofing. I shrugged and got up. I decided I'd just wander around a while.

"In my field of paper flowers," I sang as I walked down the corridor. That's when I remembered something. "I haven't danced in such a long time." I said. It was true. Normally I go to dance four days a week. But since I had been here, I hadn't danced. "Well," I said looking about, "I guess I could now." I threw off the fake vest and the boots and kept my socks. I shook off some glitter and walked to a room I knew was empty. It only had a mirror. I quickly wished for my Ipod and Ihome and watched as it appeared.

"Dancing time," I said, turning it on. Imaginary, By Evanescence came on and I readied myself. I started to do the dance I had made up for the school talent show and to show my teacher at dance. I quickly ran and stopped, doing my turns and executing my leaps. It felt good to get back on my feet and dance. When I had finished, I stopped my turn and posed. I looked in the mirror, confidently, smiling at myself. I jumped when someone clapped their hands.

"Impressive," Jareth said from the doorway. "I didn't know you danced." I nodded.

"thirteen years." I said. Jareth smiled.

"Well that will come in handy tonight now won't it?" He added a small wink. I blushed and quickly looked away.

"I guess." I said, as I stretched again. I hadn't danced in so long it ached. Shrieking as Jareth suddenly put his hands around my waist and brought me back up, I looked at him.

"Ever waltz before?" He asked me.

"There's a dance move called a Waltz. And a waltz turn." I said. "And in the school play I had to waltz so I guess I know how to." Jareth smirked.

"Well now would be a good time to practice," He said, putting one of my hands on his left shoulder and holding my other hand as he held my waist with the other.

"Sure." I said. He snapped and music began playing. Slowly, we started out, swaying gently and stepping back and forth quickly. The music picked up as it should and we suddenly swung left and right, turning as we did. Stepping lightly and quickly, front front back back side front side back. I tripped a couple times, and blushed each time.

"Your doing good," Jareth said as we continued, "But keep your head up and don't look down as much." I I did as told, so now we were looking each other directly in the eyes. His eyes were still as captivating, and beautiful. "I thought your eyes were blue." He said suddenly.

"Yeah."

"They're grey." He said, looking puzzled.

"They change a lot. Blue. Grey. Green. It's a cycle, usually depending on my mood." I said.

"Well what's your mood when they are grey?" He asked me.

"Happy. Content. Delighted. Nervous. Scared." I said, listing them. "My eyes are dark blue when I'm unsure of how I'm feeling but are a mix of blue and grey mostly meaning I'm mixed.. And green when I'm feeling wild."

"That's quite precious." Jareth said, smirking.

"Well, I like your eyes." I said, still looking in them.

"Why?"

"Because. One is a dark brown, like tree bark and the other a brilliant blue like sapphire." I said. "I've always wanted two different eyes."

"Yes but yours are unique too." He said, as we continued.

"Not as unique as yours." I said, smiling.

" Your eyes are a really bright grey now," He said, "What does that mean?"

"I'm happy." I said.

"Happy with what?" Jareth asked. He was really on this eye thing.

"Everything." I said. "This place, my friends I've made like Genevieve and Hoggle, and-"

"What about me?" Jareth asked. He seemed concerned, like I'd forgotten about him.

"Of course I'm happy with you. You're the reason I'm here. When I'm with you I feel, loved." I said. Jareth's frown completely switched into a full smile of delight. The music slowed down again, almost over, and we stopped. Suddenly, I heard a small voice. We turned around to see all the goblins and faeries staring into the room. Jareth glared at them and everyone ran or flew off. I chuckled and looked away for a second, trying not to laugh.

"Well that was rude of them." Jareth said.

"Give them a break." I said smiling. "They're just happy to see their king Happy."

"I guess your right." He said smirking. He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the room.

"Now I must go get ready for the ball as well as you." He said. He kissed my forehead and disappeared. I walked to my room and called on Genevieve.

"Hello, Mrs. Jareth." She said winking. I threw a pillow at her and grinned.

"Shutup." I said laughing. "I need your help with my makeup and stuff." She nodded.

"What are friends for?" She said giggling. After about an hour of just makeup and hair, I started to put on my dress. I had finished and looked in the mirror. I was amazed. No longer did I look like the little 14 year old girl. I looked older and elegant. My eye shadow was gold and sparkling, my lips coated in a light pink. My blush made me look not as sick as I did before. My hair was the way Jareth had made it before. I wore the crystal necklace around my neck and the dress looked as gorgeous as ever. I twirled in my heels happily and turned to Genevieve.

"Waddya think?" I asked, twirling. She hummed, and came over sprinkling glitter all over me.

"There we go!" She said. "Perfect for His Majesty." She said, winking.

"Your really caught up in this aren't you?" I asked.

Thanks to whoever read this! REVIEW WOULD BE LOVELY

Jareth: Or i'll bog you

Me: shhh Jareth just go back and yell at the phone some more

Jareth: It kept ringing at me!

Me: *eye roll*

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