A.N- Im re-doing it, I didn't like the way I wrote it so the story line is a bit different..well a lot different... Oh well!
(insert Standard disclaimer here)
A Unhappy 'Mary Sue'
"Through dangers untold and hardships un-numbered, I have fought my way here to castle, To take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is-"
"CASEY! GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" my mother shouted
I was outside in rain, in a expensive costume I bought, acting out 'Labyrinth', one of the best movies I have ever seen. Sure there some visible wires and Jareth's trousers were too tight for Disney channel but c'mon, it was the 80s', and only David Bowie could get away with those trousers!
I roiled my eyes as I walled up the stairs to out back deck and I sat in the middle of the deck just to piss my mother off. It was the beginnings of the summer and it was refreshing to be able to sit in the rain and not have to go to school tomorrow. I was an only child but I still didn't get any of the attention, my cousin Adam was the star quarterback for Chelmsford High...and he was only a freshman and his brother was already designing amazing video games at age ten (he made me a labyrinth one), I was nothing special compared to those two. I was a fifteen year old girl who loved to write, read Fantasy and watch movies over and over.
"Casey stop playing and get inside NOW!" My mother shouted again
I got up with a huff and stormed inside, furious that my own mother never influenced my creative ability.
"You know how I feel about you playing around with that book." she said as she slipped on a pair of red pumps
I was dripping wet, my blond hair dripping onto the wood floor and hanging in my Sapphire eyes, my mother looked at me
"Don't just stand there, c'mon! Throw that into the dryer and go change."
"I've told you a hundred times that this can't be dried like that, it will shrink. It needs to be dry cleaned." I said as I stormed up the stairs and into my room.
My mother followed me in, putting on earrings as she stood there watching me peel off the wet dress.
"What now I need to be watched while I get changed." I said as I pulled on a red cami and and a pair of plain black sweatpants. I opened my walk in closet and grabbed the correct hanger with a bag to cover from dust and put the dress on that.
I stormed downstairs, knowing there would be a note
Off to dinner with my friend David Jones
(No, he is not a new boyfriend, he is a new client.)
We going to be back around ten, there is food in the
fridge, no parties, please invite a friend over if you
want, David will be coming back with me so look
presentable. No crazy 80s' outfits please.
"'Please invite a friend over if you want.' ha ha friends right." I laughed out
At school I was a freak because I still loved reading the children's stories and dressing in costume. My only friend was Marissa and she moved away right before freshman year, I was all alone in high school. I heavy sighed as I walked over to the fridge, opening the door I found a ton of stuff that I could use if I wanted to cook and leftover peanut stir fry. I grabbed the stir fry and put it on the island counter and saw what I was looking for, the sparkling peach 'wine'. As I heated up the stir fry I grabbed a wine glass and pored a large glass of the 'wine' and ran up stairs to change.
My labyrinth CD played softly in the background as I sat in the formal dining room. The long table looked empty with only me sitting there in a pair of heeled riding boots, black leggings, and a white poet shirt. My leg hung lazily over one side of the chair as I ate.
"The goblin queen ate alone as she waited for the high king to return with Jareth, her new husband," I said as I thought of a fan fiction plot bunny " She was forced to marry him because of the law. If a girl wishes herself away the goblin king may marry her, even with her protest."
I chucked, as I cleared my plate, did the dished and cleaned the table. I grabbed my glass and refilled it, walking up to my room to find the jacket I treasured, the one I barely ever wore. I went to the back and pulled it out of its bag. It was Jareth's Ballroom Jacket, not a replica ether, the real thing. I bet you wonder how I can afford all this, huh? My mom is a Public Relations expert for the stars, one of the best. I've meet a lot of her clients, oh and my dad sends me things. He is the one who fuels my love for fantasy he bough me most of my costumes. I slipped it on and sighed, the smell of it was intoxicating, it smelt of peaches...oddly enough. I turned off the bose and when to the living room, turing on the tv and the DVD player and pressing play, knowing already what was in it.
A/n- Okay so, I'm rewriting it. yep, i got my self stuck with the old one. I didn't know where to go so I just wrote a new chapter and switched it with the old one. Also I'm sorry if Casey seems like a Mary sue, she is supposed too and you will see why. Hope you like it, oh and cookies to who ever can guess right who 'David Jones' is!