It was the next day. Mom was shaking me to wake up.
"Kira! You don't want to be late for school, do you?"
"I'd prefer not going to school at all."
"I'm sorry, but you have to go."
"But Mom! Those kids are mean to me. I don't want to be anywhere near them."
She took my hand. "Kira, don't let those kids bother you. I've told you this before."
"Fine."
I got dressed and went into the living room to get my bag. My dad was sitting in the chair by the window again, reading the newspaper. "Have a good day at school, okay?" he said, looking up at me. "Don't let those mean kids bother you."
"I'll try, Dad." He smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
As I left, I saw Cal and Natalie walking to school together. I tried to walk fast so they wouldn't see me, but it didn't work.
"Kira!" Natalie yelled behind me. She and Cal both ran and caught up to me. "Why weren't you at school yesterday?" she asked me.
"I found out something important," I told her. I knew no matter what I'd say, Cal would question it.
"What information is so important that you can't go to school because of it?" he asked me, his cold blue eyes looking at me again.
I really didn't want to tell him. Why would I? He called me a Sith. I didn't have to tell him anything.
"It's none of your business."
He rolled his eyes at me. "I guess the Sith has more problems that I thought," he said.
Natalie finally spoke up. "Cal! She is not a Sith!" she exclaimed to him.
"Then why did she lift you into the air like a piece of nothing?"
"It was an accident!" I argued.
He brought his voice down. "You just keep thinking that. I know the truth about your family."
"What truth?" I asked him.
"You'll see, Kira Solo, you'll see."
