Fooled Heart


Paisley Rose


I don't own it,

Never did.

I don't get paid for this

Never will.

I do it for love.

(did I say that right, Sire?)


Author's Note:

Our Prologue is taken from the Novel

By A.C.Smith….

"Stop!" Jareth raised the palm of his hand to her. "Wait! Sarah, look-- look what I can offer you." He raised his left arm and made alarge gesture with his hand. A glowing crystal ball appeared in it.He spun it around in his fingers, smiled wanly, and said, "It willshow you your dreams. You remember."

Sarah took another step.

"-- and my kingdom as great --"

"She's going to say the words," gabbled another, agitatedly.

The stairs behind Jareth were descending now, and he backed slowly down them as Sarah stood above him. "I ask so little," he said, spinning the crystal. "Just believe in me, and you can have everything you want ... everything you have ever dreamed of ... your dreams, Sarah ..."

She was frowning, and had halted her advance. "... and my kingdom as

great ...," she said. "Damn!" Sarah's fists were clenched white. She was thinking frantically. What were her right words?

Jareth took a step toward her. He needed her belief in him. "Just fear me and love me," he told her in a gentle voice, "and do as I say, and I ... I will be your slave." He stretched his hand out toward her, and took another step back up the stairs.

Chapter 1. Same play, new players

If anyone lived an enchanted life, it would be Sarah Williams. She had what most of her classmates considered to be the perfect life. Her mother was the up and rising stage star, Linda Williams, and her father was the much-admired and renowned legal wizard, Robert Williams. She lived in a beautiful Victorian manor house on the edge of town, with her father, stepmother and baby brother.

What most people including her friends didn't see was that Sarah Williams had beaten the Goblin King at his own twisted games and won back the child she'd wished away. In doing that she'd gained enough courage to change her life, turn it around. She'd gone from a loner in her freshman year to a very popular girl by the end of her sophomore year. She was a member of the debate team, and had even taken up chess. She was a favorite among the teachers and if there was a part in a play that she wanted, she got it. Everything she touched turned to gold, or so it would seem. By the end of the summer before her senior year, the only thing that Sarah Williams seemed to be lacking was a steady boyfriend. That was about to change…

It was the last weekend before school was to start up again, Sarah and Katie watched their younger siblings playing in the sand at the beach. Katie was a year younger than Sarah and therefore a year behind her in school. However Sarah found the younger girl to be a better companion than most of her classmates, and far less eager to judge Sarah. Kate's father had been in the military and she'd spent most of her childhood trailing around from base to base. Outside of family, books were the best friends that Katie had. When the Langford moved into the house down the block from the Williams, Katie was thrilled to learn she had a fellow reader so near by.

They sat side by side, dressed in old cut off jeans and halter tops, flip flop sandals and raged straw hats. Each girl had an icy bottle of soda in her hand as they talked and watched the kids build sand castles. Katie was in charge of her two younger siblings, twins Peter and Paul. Sarah was watching the now nearly four year old Toby. The three little boys, pail and shovels in hand, were working hard on a castle. Each time it got to a certain point, Toby would shake his head, and scoop parts away complaining that it was not right.

"So tell me about the High School again," Katie urged. The Langford's had moved into the house down the block at the beginning of the summer, and this was going to be the first year Katie was not in a base school. Her excitement was understandable, but she only showed it to Sarah.

"Katie, I've told you over and over, you've got nothing to worry about. You're bright, you're funny and you're a cute girl…You've lived all over the world! Going to High School is going to be a snap for you!" The older girl said good naturedly.

"I'm just glad you're going to be there with the first day," Katie confessed placing a hand to where butterflies danced within her tummy. "I'm so nervous."

Green eyes that had seen more frightening things than a High School filled with kindness and comfort toward the younger girl. She distracted her by pointing toward the ongoing building that had not ceased in the entire time they'd been here at the nearly deserted beach. "Will you look at that," she teased. "They can't agree on anything!"

"No, no, no" Toby chided his playmates. "It has a tower here!" He began to plump sand at the edge of the lopsided building.

Katie looked at Toby's addition, and smiled. "He seems to know his own mind, doesn't he?" Sarah nodded in agreement, and Katie looked at her new best friend. "I'm sorry, Sarah. I'm just so nervous about this," she explained.

Reaching out a hand to the younger girl, Sarah nodded again. "I promise you, I won't let anything happen to you." She tugged the fingers that were resting in hers. "When we get home, I'll help you pick out the right clothes, and we'll plan the first day. At least we both have the same lunch and I can help you get around the school."

"I'd be lost if not for you Sarah," Katie sighed.


Robert looked at the car pulling into the drive way, a smile on his lips. "Karen, they're home!" he called from the porch where he was seated reading the paper.

Karen Williams, Robert's second wife joined him on the porch, she smiled at her stepdaughter and the rest of the children who piled out of the second hand car Robert had gotten his daughter. Toby came running up to his mother crowing about the fine castle he'd built. She watched him sake and sand came spilling off his body and out of his shoes and the hat she'd insisted he wear to the beach to protect his fair head. "Toby, I do believe there's more sand on you than you left behind!"

Robert dusted stray bits of sand from his paper. He looked at Sarah who was helping Katie remove beach things from the back of the car. "Sarah, Peggy called. She said to remind you that there's a mixer on Friday evening, and that you're on the welcoming committee." He stuck the stem of his pipe back in between his teeth and drew on it as he looked back to his paper.

The girl with long chocolate locks of thick hair leaned on the car, "I know," she moaned, tempted to say 'I wish', but fought the urge valiantly. She looked at Katie and smiled, "I'll be over after dinner to help you with that outfit, and we'll go over the map of the school again." Katie herded the twins back to their own house and waved good bye. Sarah looked at her father, sitting nonchalantly on the porch. "Daddy," she asked thoughtfully; "May I drive my car to school?"

Looking up and over his paper at the girl, the man shrugged. "If you do there's going to be little chance of any young man asking to drive you home, Sarah."

Coming to stand on the porch, the girl leaned against the railing. "That suits me just fine." Crossing her arms over her chest she frowned. "I'm really not up to the silly games of school boys."

Robert tossed his paper aside, looked at his daughter and sighed. "Sarah, not every match is going to be froth with the kind of turmoil that your mother and I had," he warned. "You should have dates," his words echoed those of Karen's only a few years earlier.

"Fine," Sarah said coyly. "Arrange for me to go out with Allen Rickman or Bruce Willis and I'll be happy to date." Sputtering with laughter, her father informed her that the two men were too old for her. "I happen to prefer mature men," she teased back on her way into the house.


Katie looked at the clothes in her closet, and again worried that things were not fashionable enough for the new life she was embarking upon. She was thrilled to hear her mother call up that Sarah was there. She ran out into the hall and looked over the banister, "Come on up!" she shouted excitedly. "I'm in the middle of a fashion crisis!"

Sarah laughed as she took the stairs two at a time before reaching her friend. "Let's see," she tucked her arm into Katie's.

Katie Langford's room was typical of any teen girl's room. Posters of the latest teen heart throbs, stuffed toys tossed over the bed with pillows, knickknacks from all the places she'd traveled, and a stereo playing the latest tunes up a bit too loudly. The walls were a pleasant cool soft green, like sage, color. The furnishings were well made and sturdy, and the bed was comfortable and big enough for both girls to sit on comfortably. It was a very pleasant room.

Katie moved to her closet door. "I just don't know what to wear," she insisted. "If I were on base there'd be no problem!"

"What would you wear?" Sarah asked, wanting to see where her friend's thoughts were.

Reaching into the closet, the girl pulled out a casual but acceptable skirt and sweater. "This."

"I like that," the other girl insisted as she looked at the outfit being held up by the Langford girl. "In fact I think that's a great outfit."

"But will it do, will it make the right impression?" fretted the younger girl.

A slow smile formed on Sarah's lips. "Katie, you have great taste, and wonderful clothes. Trust yourself." She leaned back on her friend's bed.

Doubt was still written on the other girl's face. "Sarah, this is not the same as going to a base school… on base we only had each other to rely on… Here…I'm like a fish out of water."

"Daddy says I can drive to school," Sarah said firmly. "So you and I are going to car pool."

"That makes sense," Katie held the outfit tightly as she took a seat on the bed. "But I don't want to get in your way…"


Sarah stood beside the car waiting for Katie, who was rushing off her own porch having been smothered in kisses by her mother. A pang of envy raced through Sarah for a moment, before she turned to wave to Karen and Toby on the porch of her home. Karen may not have been her mother by blood, but she did feel love for Sarah, and now Sarah was ready and willing to accept that love. Karen was not Linda; no one was or ever could be Linda. But Karen did care about Sarah, even when Sarah had not been very pleasant to her. Still, Katie had something that Sarah envied down to her soul, her own mother to kiss her good bye and wish her well.

Katie saw the look on Sarah's face and hesitated. "Is something wrong?" she asked as she neared the car.

"No," Sarah said yanking the driver's door open. "I'm just envying you."

The honesty struck Katie, "You envy me?"

Waiting until the passenger was seated and belted in Sarah nodded. "Sure, you have a mom."

"So do you," Katie said pointing toward Karen on the porch.

"Karen's great, but she's not my mom." Sarah sighed as she started the engine. "Okay," she dismissed any more feelings of envy for the excitement that was ahead of them. "Ready? Off we go."


When Sarah found Katie at lunch time, they took seats beneath on old oak to eat the lunches they'd brought with them. Katie was going on and on about her adventures and how she'd gotten lost having taken a wrong turn. Sarah laughed and listened, and gave her friend encouragement.

Across the commons a group of boys were gathered and one was watching the two girls. "Who's that?" he asked and pointed to Sarah.

"That's Sarah Williams, popular but icy," the answer came.

Cold blue eyes hardened. "Who does she go with?"

Thomas Miller looked over his shoulder to where Josh Morgan was looking. "Forget it," he advised soundly. "Even if she had a boyfriend you wouldn't want to chance it with that one."

Josh looked more than interested now. "Why not?"

David Courtney snorted. "Bad things happen to those who wish that one ill," he sounded cryptic.

The other boy, Josh noted that no one was laughing. "OH come on, you bunch sound… superstitious!" He looked at Sarah, and saw nothing more than a pretty girl. "She's just a girl."

"Sarah Williams may be many things," David growled. "But just a girl is not one of them. There's something really weird about her," he still smarted from the rebuffing he'd received last year. "And I mean more than just her mom being some stupid actress… There's something… unnatural about Sarah."

Looking at his companions with a clear cut feeling of having been given a fish story, Josh laughed. "She's just a girl…." He snorted. "And I'll bet I can get her by homecoming."

Thomas looked horrified, "Josh, no!"

Emboldened by the looks of awe from the others Josh went on. "I'll not only date her, but I'll get her in the sack!"

"Oh now that I'd love to see," David quipped nastily.

Thomas felt a knot gathering in the pit of his stomach. "You're all out of your minds… have you forgotten what happened to Ben when he pestered her?"

"Coincidence!" David quipped.

Josh leaned back against the stone wall, looking at the prey. "I'll not only bag the little bitch, but I'll share her will all of you afterward." The group of boys laughed.


Sarah exited her last class, discussing the teacher's first assignment with a fellow classmate, Peggy. She was exchanging notes they'd both taken, as they headed toward Sarah's locker. "I'm going to really like this class," she was saying.

Josh grabbed David's arm. "Introduce me," he instructed.

David nodded and called out. "Hey Sarah, Sarah Williams." He pulled Josh along as they rushed to where the girl stood. "Sarah how are you?"

Sarah looked at the pair, a bit surprised. She was not really on friendly terms with David Courtney, and she didn't know this other at all. "I'm fine… David."

"Sarah, this is Josh Morgan, Josh this is Sarah Williams. Sarah, Josh is new here, transferred in from a school in California." David said generally.

Josh looked at her, giving her a winning smile. "Hello Sarah… any relation to Linda Williams?"

"She's my mother," the girl answered cautiously.

The boy with blond hair and blue eyes nodded, "I saw her in a play a year ago…" he explained.

Sarah felt the hair on the back of her neck raise, but she ignored it for the moment. "She does a lot of stage work, but I don't remember her doing any plays in the west last year."

"Oh we were in New York visiting… she was in some theater off the beaten path." Josh said easily. "You planning on following in her footsteps?" He moved closer, trying to make the meeting a bit more intimate.

Shaking her head, Sarah found herself stepping back a pace. "No, I'm not."

"Pity," he said quietly.

The word startled Sarah and she cleared her throat, made an excuse and moved away from the boys.

"That went well," David's voice dripped sarcasm.

"Just breaking ice," Josh insisted. "Wait until the mixer…."

Sarah was still shaking when she arrived at her car, and Katie was nowhere to be seen. Sitting in the drivers' seat, the girl with green eyes wondered why it was that young man made her want to take a bath in the Bog of Stench! When Katie finally arrived, Sarah was calm enough to drive home.


After a week of classes and getting settled into the new schedule, both Sarah and Katie were glad that the night of the mixer had at long last arrived. The drove over to the school in Sarah's little second hand car and joined in the fun of dancing and mixing.

Josh came over to where Sarah was standing talking to a group of girls. He asked her to dance, and led her to the floor with confidence. He pulled her into his arms and sang the words of the popular song into her ear in a soft crooning tone. By the end of the dance, Sarah seemed far more relaxed in his presence. When the girls headed toward the exit, Josh halted Sarah asking if he could call on her over the weekend. Katie looked a bit worried, but as Sarah said he could call, she said nothing of the qualms she was having.

By Monday morning the word had spread, Sarah Williams had a boyfriend.