The little girl stared out the window of the blue-walled house, her wispy amber hair fluttering across her face from the breeze that blew in between the tattered white curtains. She laid her hand on the head of a peach-and-white astromech droid, who bleeped soothingly and rubbed against her leg. She could hear the clattering and clanging of her parents hastily packing their whole lives and all their possessions away into boxes and choked back a tear. She was not crying again today- she had already cried when her parents first started packing everything away. She gazed up at the pale azure-blue sky of the planet of Oriole, knowing that it was the last chance she would get to admire the beauty of her home planet with it's rolling green fields and sparkling crystal cliffs for a long, long time. Absorbed in her thoughts, she startled at her mother's voice.

"Ev, can you come here, please? Daddy and I... we need to talk to you." With a nervous gulp, the little girl walked over to where her parents were waiting in the sun-dappled kitchen of their humble home.

"Sweetheart, we know that this move is tough for you, and we know that you've been wondering why we're going away..." her mother began hesitantly, glancing at her husband- the girl's father- to continue.

"Well..." Her husband said, "we're moving to Coruscant because... well, because I got a new job! I'm going to work for the R-"
Before he could finish his sentence, his wife elbowed him sharply, leaning closer to him and snarling in a whisper- "For goodness sake, she's only seven, Aaran! You know kids, they repeat everything they hear. She doesn't need to know."

The little girl was starting to look confused. Aaran uttered a quick apology to his wife, Taza, and hastily finished- "for, um... the Redder Corporation! You know, the company that makes the speeders?" The girl's father said happily, forcing a note of cheerfulness and optimism into his voice and smiling a wide smile that he prayed looked genuine.

Taza breathed a sigh of relief. The little girl nodded- she had heard of the Redder Corporation through their ads on the HoloNet, advertising the latest-and-greatest luxury speeders for sale. Aaran gave himself an imaginary pat on the back for his good cover-up.

"Now, do you have all your things packed? Is there anything you forgot?" Taza said to her daughter. The little girl shook her head no. "Good, now go wait in the shuttle." The girl slung her backpack over her shoulders and, with a small sigh, looked back at her childhood home for the last time before climbing into the family's battered old shuttle.

Glancing at each other sadly, Taza and Aaran scooped up the boxes containing their possessions and put them into the cargo hold of the shuttle. The peach-and-white astromech, faithful as ever, followed them into the shuttle and plopped down at the little girl's feet, who offered a sad smile at the sight of him.

With a sentimental glance back, Aaran flew the shuttle out of the planet's atmosphere and blasted off into hyperspace towards Coruscant.

Towards their new home.