Chapter 3

Hi all, sorry about how long it took to update. I just have been so into my outsiders fan fic. Also, I got inspired to continue writing this because I want to get her to Umbara at least if I am going to discontinue, but I do not want to discontinue.

Also, I am updating my previous chapters, I am embarrassed to say I swapped tenses, points of view, grammar mistakes, it was sloppy.

I do not own star wars

It's been two weeks since we landed on this planet. Over the time, we learned the written language of the local people, and got used to living in the small house. We quickly learned that this planet was broken into several different groups, and seemed to be unstable at best. The technology was so primitive, that it made fixing the hyper-drive take longer than it should.

And our host ... Despite her initial appearance of confidence, Juliet Winters, is shy. Juliet is a tall girl, with bobbed auburn hair. She has a long angular face as well. Her features are small, unimportant. but her eyes ... the large, bright eyes are something else. They're a bright emerald-green with golden flecks.

I drag my thoughts away from the girl's strange eyes. A few hours after they crashed, Juliet had gone to the store and bought inflatable mattresses for them to sleep on. Then, she had insisted she give them a tour of the house once Sinker and Boost had recovered enough.

I look at her now. She's making peppermint tea, to the delight of my brothers. I snort, how could they stand the overly sweet drink? I glare at her until she turns to look at me and sighs, "I know you don't like me Wolffe, but you will not make me go away by glaring at me." My frown deepens, she could at least look me in the eye and speak a little louder.

"You talk too much, and too softly. How can you expect to get respect when you never look a person in the eye?" Juliet stares at me, and jokes softly, "Thankfully, my boyfriend disagrees with you on that."

Fixr enters the room and grabs a cup. "You have a boyfriend? Darn, there goes my plans to ask you out.", Fixr jokes. Sinker and Boost follow him in, and grab cups as well. Thankfully, they've healed in the two weeks they have been here and are in high spirits. I felt my lips thin, it is against regulation for a trooper to engage in a relationship with another person.

By now, Warthog and Comet have entered, and also wait with cups in hand. Juliet steps back, laughing when she sees them waiting expectantly. She pours the tea, and receives their thanks with a, "You're welcome."

There is a knock on the door, and Juliet set down the pitcher, and answers the door. They could hear her say, "Romeo, I missed you.", and a high masculine voice answer, "Not as much as I missed you Jules, I haven't seen ya except at school, what have ya been hiding gorgeous?" I wrinkle my nose, does he have to say foolish romantic things like that? Juliet giggles, "I haven't been hiding something. I have just been busy helping the people who crashed here two weeks ago. Come on, I will introduce you to them."

Juliet reenters the room with a dreamy look on her face. A sixteen year old boy enters behind he with a wide grin. I study him, He is precisely five feet ten inches. He is strong, and tanned with messy brown hair and blue eyes. He looks at us, and held out his hand. I look at him, then shook his hand. I note with approval that he has a firm grip, always a good thing in my book. "I'm Romeo Peterson, Juliet is my girlfriend." he say. I look him in the eye, "Commander Wolffe, leader of the Wolfpack, 104th Battalion." Romeo looked impressed, "Cool. So, how did you land in a place like Chickpea, California."

I look at him carefully, I like him, but there is something in his behavior ... "We crashed, Ship malfunction." Juliet gives me a surprised look, she knows I am lying. "Your girlfriend offered us a place to stay while we fixed our ship." Romeo grins, "Yeah, she does that. That and talk all formal like." My mouth twitches, I think I would get along with this guy.

I watch Wolffe and Romeo in surprise, I never expected they will be friends.

I look at Wolffe, it has been two weeks since I met him, but I have not gotten used to his appearance. Like his brothers, Wolffe was six feet, and is practically all muscle. He has the standard military cut, and the same honey-cinnamon brown eyes. But then, there is the scar. It is a long, and deep cut that starts above his right eyebrow, bisects it, and ends at his cheekbone. What was just as startling was the silver-white cybernetic eye that took the place of his original eye.

Wolffe turns to look at me, and I look away. I can see his lip curl, Wolffe doesn't approve of my shy demeanor, or how I might spontaneously start to talk to him about 'unimportant things'. I go and pour myself a cup of tea so no one can see my sad expression. Most of the people orphanage had said similar things, until I left at fourteen nearly two years ago.

I take a deep breath, and turn back to the group with a smile. I don't want to have people see that I am hurting.

"So," Romeo says, "You're all cloned from this guy to fight in a war? Interesting, It's good to know that Jules isn't spending time around vagabonds from New York or somewhere. You guys are cool."

I take a deep breath, "Yes, It is nice. Also, I am glad that they don't make jokes about us considering our names. Fixr looks confused, "Why would we do that?" I smile at him, "Sorry, there is a famous play called Romeo and Juliet. The main characters, who we share names with, fall in love, and eventually die. Everyone here seems to insist on miss-quoting one of the lines."

Fixr cocks an eyebrow, "And that line would be ... " I sigh, "I would rather not say it."

A few hours pass, and I enjoy myself. Romeo pulled me aside to speak to me, and we got told not to have too much fun. I blushed, and walked to speak to him. Romeo takes my hand and says, "I know those guy are good and all, but watch yourself around Fixr. I don't like how he looks at you."

I looked at him in surprise, me and Fixr ... ? I laugh, "Fixr and I are friends. He is like an older brother to me." Romeo grins embarrassed, "Well, this is awkward. Sorry, I didn't mean to suggest anything." I hug him, and press a chase kiss to his lips, "It's OK, you did not know about them till today so it is forgiven."

Romeo grinned and kissed back, "Let's get back, they'll be wondering what's taking us."

I stare at my laptop's clock, 12:25, it was time. I log into the chat room 'A group of sad people' and smiled. Time to chat with my dear friends. I quickly type my greeting to my suffering friends. ping

crying~silent~tears: Just saying hey to all my buddies. Roomies met the boyfriend

I listen, ping

hitting~the~walls: He hate anyone?

I smile and type. ping

crying~silent~tears: No, they get along

ping

so~totally~emo: No emotional breakdowns?

I laugh. ping

crying~silent~tears: I did say they got along right?

ping

drink~in~boredom: Any booze there

I shake my head, of course he would ask that. ping

crying~silent~tears: Nope

ping

drink~in~boredom: Darn, just me.

ping

so~totally~emo: Getting emotional, boredom? :)

ping

drink~in~boredom: That's your expertise, emo

ping

hitting~the~walls: Ha ha ha, he got you, emo

ping

so~totally~emo: Meany :(

ping

hitting~the~walls: You know it

I sigh, we come together in our misery, but we don't completely get along. ping

crying~silent~tears: Come on guys lets not tears apart the group just yet

ping

so~totally~emo: Sorry

I look at the our messages. ping

crying~silent~tears: I'm hitting the sack soon

ping

so~totally~emo: Emotional? : D

ping

hitting~the~walls: Pissed off?

ping

drink~in~boredom: Drunk?

I giggle. ping

crying~silent~tears: Yes, no, no

ping

so~totally~emo: It's cause your family ditched in a trash can you when you were a baby :'(

ping

crying~silent~tears: Yup, night

ping

hitting~the~walls: nighty night

ping

so~totally~emo: *smirks at hitting* Don't let the bedbugs bite

ping

drink~in~boredom: g'night

I sign off, and smile. A group of sad people consist of a person with anger issues, an emo, a drunk, and me with emotional issues. We're a family though, and we stick together.

I think about the Wolfpack, I've come to like them a lot. My throat swells shut, what will happen when they have to go? I don't want to say goodbye any time soon.

Thanks for reading, P.S. I made up Chickpea, so if it does exist, I sincerely did not know.