The Way Love Works
She sat by the mirror studying her reflection. She wanted to look perfect. Today was the day that fourteen-year-old Padme Amidala would me meeting her future husband Anakin Skywalker, and frankly she planned on blowing him out of the water.
Padme came from a rich, proud family to say the least. She was used to being treated with respect and having things go her way. Finally satisfied with the way she looked, she descended the stairway and waited in the living room for her parents Ruwee and Jobal.
Padme had long, rich, curly brown hair and luscious brown eyes that could melt your soul. She was hardheaded and stubborn, and never backed down to anyone. Little did she know that she was about to meet her match.
Sixteen-year-old Anakin Skywalker listened as his mother reminded him for the third time to be a "gentleman" when he met Padme. He figured he'd throw her a wink and a smile, and she'd fall at his feet. That's how most girls reacted to him anyway.
Anakin was tall and muscular. He had blonde hair and blue eyes that could get any woman's attention. He was cocky, and arrogant. Anakin thought of himself as someone who could charm any woman. But, he was about to find out that there would be no charming Padme Amidala.