Hey guys. I'm back with a new story. I named this story Problem because the song with the same title by Natalia Kills is basically the main character Ashaiya (Ash)'s theme song. Anywho's let's get on with the story shall we :P. I'm writing this on an iPad so Im sorry for any spelling mistakes and grammar issues

Chapter 1

I was walking through the streets of Mos Eisley. I had lost my parents to a horrible speeder crash. I had no one. I was living on the streets at the age of 5, scavenging for food in the bins. I was like a wild animal. All of a sudden a door opened to one of the little huts and a women stepped outside. She looked kind and there was a young boy, maybe around the age of 7 peeking around her leg. The women smiled at me. "Hi sweetie, are you hungry. I have some food on the table"

I looked up at her. My mother had always told me to never talk to strangers, but the desert night was freezing and I hadn't ate in 2 days. The women looked like she was kind and I didn't get any bad vibes off her. I nodded and walked over to her. She moved aside and let me walk into the house. I walked inside and looked around, it was a basic hut, pretty much the same as what my old home was like, just a little smaller. I looked at the table and my mouth started to water at the food. The women walked over to me. "Take a seat and help yourself to anything you want..there's plenty here"

I looked at her then back at the food, I knew there wasn't enough for me to have what ever i wanted. I politely nodded then rushed over to the table and looked at the food. I sat down in one of the chairs and waited for the women and the little boy, still remembering my manners. The boy sat across from me. He had shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes. The women sat down beside him. "Tuck in sweetie"

I do as she says, happy that I was getting some food into my stomach. She smiled at me. "What's your name sweetie?" I looked at her. And stuttered nervously, not sure if I should tell her my real name. "A-A-Ashaiya." She gave me a kind look. "That's a beautiful name"

She motioned to herself. "My name is Shmi Skywalker" She then motioned to the boy. "And this is my son Anakin" He smiled at me. "Hello" I smiled slightly back at him and the women. "It's nice to meet you both" Shmi looked at me. "How old are you Ashaiya?" I looked back up at her. "I'm 5 years old" Shmi looked at me wide eyed. "Where are your parents?" I looked down at my plate. "They're dead..died in a speeder crash" Shmi didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry to hear that..." I nodded slightly then started playing with my food with my fork. I heard Shmi sigh. "Why don't you stay here tonight. You can share with Ani. I'm sure he won't mind"

I looked up at Shmi then looked at Anakin. I could see he was about to protest but he just simply nodded. Shmi smiled at me then at Anakin. "Good...I'll go to set up a makeshift bed for you" she stood up and walked off to find sheets and a pillow. She then walked to what I presumed was Anakins room. I looked back down at my food. I could feel Anakin watching my every move. I was about to say something when Shmi came back into the room. "Your bed is all set. You can freshen yourself up then hop into bed once you've finished your dinner."

I nodded and finished my food. I walked to the refresher and gave my face a quick wash then walked to Anakins room. There was a makeshift bed on the floor. There was a mat with a thin sheet and tatty pillow. I sighed. "It's better than nothing" I muttered quietly to myself. I settled down on the bed and started to get comfy. Just when I started to doze off, Anakin walked into the room. He hopped over me and collapsed on his bed. I knew he was watching me. I didn't think he trusted me. I shrugged it off and started to fall asleep.

Anakin's POV

I had to admit, I was a little suspicious of the girl. She looked sinister with her raven black hair, palish complexion and crimson eyes. I wondered how she got those coloured eyes. My eyes started to falls shut. I wondered if mother would let her stay with us for a few more days or send her on her way. I fell asleep thinking about her and what life with her staying with us would be like. I had always wanted a little sister. I hoped mother would let her stay...

Thanks for reading this chapter. So please R&R but as usual no flames. Love ya guys. Over and out! :D