Anakin POV
The next time that I saw Padme was in a magazine that my little sister Ahsoka was reading in the living room.
"Are you really reading that rubbish again?" I asked her, eying the magazine with disdain.
"Dear brother, do you really think that i care what you think about it?"
I rolled my eyes
"I'm not stupid Anakin," she carried on "I can see you rolling your eyes at me."
I do admit, Ahsoka is very clever for her age. She's sarcastic, witty and a generally funny person. She probably got that from me. See Ahsoka was adopted by my mom when i was 14. Its surreal to be honest, that I've now lived with her for 3 years. She had dark skin and jet black hair, in which she usually braided and put into a high top bun. Her eyes were a deep but bright blue.
I sat on the arm of the couch,
"What are you reading about anyway." I fingered the edge of a page.
Ahsoka showed me the page she was intently reading beforehand. To my surprise it was a picture of Padme. She was dressed in a pale pink leotard and had a huge skirt that reached her mid-calves. Padme's hair was perched in an elegant bun on top of her head.
She was held onto a ballet bar which was placed in front of a mirror. And her smile was beautiful, serious but beautiful.
Ahsoka snatched the magazine back "Her name's Padme Amidala," she started.
"And she's a dancer right?" I asked
"Yeah, she goes to one of the most elite dance schools in the country, but according to the article she's moving to a public school in a couple of months."
" You know it's kind of creepy that you know this much about her." I told her.
Ahsoka looked up her eyes met mine, she lifted an eyebrow
"And does it particularly look like I care big brother?"
"Not really," I said "Anyway what i came in here to tell you in the first place was that I'm going out and i might not be back until a lot later on."
"But you promised that you'd watch a film with me tonight!"
"I know and I'm sorry Snips, but I promise that I'll make it up to you." I looked at her in sympathy. And she stared back at me with big eyes before looking down at her lap.
"But Skyguy you promised." Ahsoka looked at me with her shocking blue eyes, "Can you at least tell where you're going?"
"All I can say is that I'm going out with a girl."
"A girl? Since when do you go out with girls?" Ahsoka frowned
"Since last weekend when i met a girl."
"You met a girl?" Ahsoka asked me in disbelief. "Like an actual human girl, that exists?"
I smirked, turned around going out of the doorway. I grabbed my jacket from the hooks in the hall.
"Bye Snips!" I shouted back to her before shutting the door and walking down the stone path in front of our house.
Padme's POV
Why are photo shoots so hard? It's honestly ridiculous, the flashing, the bossy photographer. I just hate it. Which is why next year I'm hopefully going to a public school for my last year of education.
As long as I keep up public appearances, get top grades and attend all my dance classes and competitions. I should be able to attend a public school and be treated like a semi-normal person.
"Alright Miss. Amidala, it looks like we have just about wrapped up." Said the photographer.
I smiled sweetly just like I'd been told to by my agent. "Thank you so much. Does this mean I'm free to go?" The photographer nodded, his grey hair flying.
I walked out of the hall that we were shooting in and went into the dressing room, I removed the tight leotard, pointe shoes and makeup. Before I shortly got changed into comfy clothes so I could go out and meet up with Anakin. His name brought a small but genuine smile to my face, I met him last weekend yet the way we talked most of the night made me feel like I had known him for ever.
I looked across at the clock on the wall. 14:39. Shit. No, no, no, I'm late. I should of been with Anakin almost 10 minutes ago. I swiftly grabbed my bags and ran out to my jeep. In the end I managed to get to the coffee shop at 14:56. No paparazzi. No fans. No being remotely stalked. All in all quite successful. Except the fact that I was about 35 minutes late to meet Anakin, I hoped that he'd still be in there. Waiting for me.
I practically leapt out of the jeep and ran over to the coffee shop where we met last weekend. As I walked quickly towards the cafe, I could see Anakin through the big glass window at the front of the shop. I saw as he looked around the small coffee shop. Obviously he was in distress as he attempted to look for me. I smiled and walked through the doorway. I strolled over to his table, finally I felt like I was able to breath. Like a huge weight had been lifted off of my chest.
I sat down at his table and he looked at me. I felt my heart melt in my chest as he looked at me with his deep blue eyes.
"Hi." He greeted
"Hey." I said, as I bit my lip in unease, "I'm honestly so sorry that I turned up late," I fidgeted in my seat "I had a photoshoot that went over the expected time and traffic was awful on the way here and for the life of me I couldn't get my leotard off." I groaned as I laid my head on my arms. Only to hear the sound of Anakin's chuckle.
"I understand. Don't worry about it, you just owe me a small favour." He smirked slightly.
"And what favour what that be?" I asked, an eyebrow raised.
"If you could sign something for my younger sister, then I might just be able to forgive you." He looked at me with a teasing look on his.
"Okay." I looked up at his face "How is your sister? Ahsoka right?" He looked surprised that I had actually remember his sister's name.
"She's good, a little disappointed that I skipped out on her tonight but apart from that she's okay." I noticed the way that he smiled whilst he was talking about her.
He looked back at me, whilst he took a sip of his coffee. He had a thoughtful look on his face. He stayed like that for a few minutes, smiling a dreamy trance on his face.
"Y'know you look beautiful."
I blushed slightly whilst giggling.
"Well you don't look to bad yourself." I said, biting my lip. What was I doing? Am I flirting with Anakin?
Let's just say that this 'flirting went on for at least two hours, we both shared a few drinks and talked more about our lives.
"So you go to school right?" I asked, as I sipped my mint tea.
Anakin smiled "Yeah I go to Coruscant High School. Next year I'll be in my last year of school, so I'll be a senior." He nodded back at me, "What about you? Have you ever been to school or have you always been focused on your job?"
I sighed.
"It's confusing, I went to kindergarten and my Mom made me drop out a year before first grade to get more skilled at dance."
"Wait so your Mom basically forced you out of education? That so unf-"
"No, no. She meant well for me, I was homeschooled and started to excel in dance. I attended competitions all around the country. I did auditions for movies and tv programs. And by the time that I was 13 I had been named 'Miss Dance', I'd been in 7 big hit films and I'd released an album." By the time I had explained, Anakin had is eyes wide open
"You're more successful than I would be in all my life. And you're 6 months younger than me." He chuckled
I smiled at him, and shook my head softly "However my Mom has agreed that I can go to a public school next year so I can feel more normal."
"Well, which school are you planning to go to." He looked anxious almost.
"Whichever school would accept me." I put my elbow on the table and rested my chin on top of my hand. "But between you and me, I have been thinking of going to a public school around here. Which would be Coruscant High."
His eyes widened and so did his smile.
"So I've been thinking maybe I could apply there, I mean if you'd have me." I looked down at the table, my face blushed red.
"Padme, I'd happily have you here with me. So when you get home, you apply for my school and by September you'll officially be a pupil at Coruscant Highschool."
I looked back at him as I smiled even wider. He drank his coffee slowly. He put down his cup down, as his phone started to buzz. I looked across the table at him.
"It's Ahsoka, do you mind if I take this?"
I shook my head "Not at all, go ahead."
He picked up the phone and put in next to his ear. "Hi Ahsoka." Their conversation was apparently short as he put down his phone about 2 minutes later.
"I've got to go home and babysit my sister, you're welcome to join me if you like." He got up from his chair and started to put his jacket on.
"You know what, I have nothing else to do for the rest of this evening, so yes. I'd love to come help out with your sister.
"Great." He smirked and walked passed me, not before he brushed his lips over my cheek.
I smiled and followed him out of the cafe.
What have I just agreed to?
