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Chapter Four

It had been a week and the picnic was today. Leia was sitting next to her friends. They were all in the large tent outside, waiting for Mrs. Pay to take them to their pen pal. Deak had already been led to his.

"Ember! Ember Lars!" Mrs. Pay called.

Leia turned to her friends. "Bye for now."

Camie gasped. Her blue eyes were wide with longing.

"What? What? What? Did you break another nail, Camie?" Biggs teased.

"No. But I just saw the cutest guy in the galaxy." Camie sighed.

"Cuter than the Emperor?" Luke questioned.

She ignored Luke's remark. "Just look at him." She pointed.

Leia followed her gaze to a tall man in his mid-twenties. Camie was right. He was cute. His chestnut colored hair was left messy. He had abs that girls would die for. And had a half smile that any girl would pass out after seeing.

"Ember Lars!" Mrs. Pay sounded annoyed.

"He's yours?!" exclaimed Camie.

"Guess so." Leia shrugged and approached her teacher. "Sorry, Mrs. Pay."

"Ember, this is your pen pal Mr. Han Solo," Mrs. Pay told Leia before winking at Han. She fetched the next pen pal. "Luke Lars!"

Leia faced her pen pal. "So?"

"So?" Han rerepeated.

Leia knew that he wanted to sound unimpressed, but the way he was looking Leia over, she knew he was awfully impressed. She waited for him to finish by looking down at her nails. Did he like her even though she had those scars over her face? Did he recognize her? Leia started to panic. Would he report her? Tell the world that he had found the Imperial Princess Leia Amidala Vader? So he could earn that reward?

"It's Han Solo?" Leia said once he was done.

"Yeah. Long story," Han replied.

"Well, it's Ember Moon Lars." Leia bit her lip. "Tell me about your family?"

Han gave her a stern look. "I don't talk about that kind of thing."

"Tell me about your, um, home planet," Leia suggested.

"That's not up for conversation, Your Highness."

Leia paled. "Don't call me that. Why in the first place?"

"You seem princessy enough. I mean is any girl that graceful? Has that type of manners?"

His line had pushed Leia too far. She squeezed her hands into fists in order to get ready to punch him.

"What do you mean by that, Solo?" Leia snapped.

"I mean this."

Han pulled Leia up to him. He laid a long, sweet kiss on her. Han ran his hands through Leia's hair. He seemed to be confident about this. Leia, on the other hand, knew her heart was going to beat so hard that it was about it get out of her and run around the tent. Her arms were covered in goosebumps. When they broke away, Leia didn't waste any time in slapping Han.

"Ow!" Han cried, rubbing his cheek.

"Perhaps you've learned your lesson, Solo," Leia replied.

"What was that for?" Han wondered.

"Think hard about it. Think really, really hard about it," said Leia as she tried not to lose her temper, "Now do you think that a girl that you just met would like it if you just went up to her and kissed her?"

"Any normal girl would," Han mumbled.

"You mean those naïve air heads who's only goal in life is to impress man that will only break their heart? I'm not one of those girls, Han," Leia told him.

Even though it had not been a good start, later that week, Leia and Han had agreed to write to each other more often. They knew that this was love.

Sorry if that was bad. I wrote it at one in the morning.

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