Hey guys once again we are the time where I'm posting up another chapter. This is chapter 2 and I'm really grateful for all the people who are taking the time to read this story. Please review so I know what you want and what your views on the story are, it keeps me writing!
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Chapter 2 – Into the Labyrinth
Mrs Pincer woke Lucia up at six the next day and gave her a bowl of porridge and some fruit, more than she was used to but she ate it all knowing that it was going to be a long day and she’d need her strength. She asked Mrs Pincer to braid her hair so that she wouldn’t have to worry about it while she was in the labyrinth. She also asked for some comfortable shoes and an outfit she could wear which she was told is already in her drawer.
She found a pair of running shoes, a white poet’s shirt, and some jeans in her drawer and changed into them. She said her final goodbyes to the children at five minutes to seven and then sat looking at the labyrinth through the window until she was magically transported there.
She stood outside a huge brick wall. She knew about the stone section of the labyrinth but you couldn’t see it from the castle and she didn’t know what it looked like. She set off along the wall looking for a door of some sort with Jareth's knowing eyes watching her.
Jareth sat in his throne room watching Lucy. He knew that he couldn’t give her special help or advantages and must play the game fair.
She was his pride and joy. He’d taught her how to play chess and they’d even played the many visitors that came to the castle as a team and what a team they’d made. They had never lost a game together and knew that through the many truces and forfeits that they couldn’t beat each other and would be just going round in circles trying to win against the other.
They’d played other games to. They enjoyed working together to beat the goblins at some weird chicken games they enjoyed. They were very close and he often worried that once she turned eighteen she’d have to move and wouldn’t have anyone to care for her or any place to live. She’d never taken interest at the suitors that came to win her heart and no one had ever adopted her. It wasn’t from lack of trying though.
She would leave with her adopted family and sent back the next day with reports of her screaming and running around and smashing plates. Every time someone tried to adopt her she went from this lovely little girl to the cheekiest, rudest little brat that anyone had ever met. He thought that she’d grow out of it but she never had and as she got older he schemes started to get wilder.
She had started bring goblins in her suitcase and leaving them in the kitchens and letting them run amuck for her. She had started shaving peoples head claiming that it was the bed bugs or a monster. She had also started sneaking out and vandalising peoples back gardens only to be discovered and taken back to her own home with a bill for the damage.
