A/N: Here is the next chapter…. I didn't think it would take this little of time to put a story together but that's fine with me…. Please don't hate me if you don't like short chapters because that's all I got folks…. Enjoy!
CHAPTER 3: I Hate Bed Head
When I woke up in the morning, I was the only person in the bedroom. I got into my daily clothes (the ones the Jedi make me wear… ugh!) and set off for the kitchen to fix something to eat. When I went through the living room, Anakin was asleep on the couch. He had his hand tucked underneath his head, which was smushing his face as he slept. I smiled at him, and blew him a kiss. Then when I got into the kitchen, I set out some bacon and eggs to prepare. When I was about half-way done cooking, Anakin came into the room and stretched his arms up into the air. He looked at me and said while scratching his arm "Why are you fixing breakfast?" I looked at him and just replied "I dunno… maybe… I was hungry?" Anakin looked at the skillet and said "Oh hardy-har. But I was going to cook." I looked up from my work at the skillet and said "I bet you would set the apartment on fire!" Anakin gave me a pitiful look, which turned into a smirk as he said "Now why would I do that?" Then he used the force to levitate the skillet. I put my hands on my hips and said "Anakin Skywalker, put that skillet down right this instant!" It levitated over my head and he said "Okay then!" He proceeded to turn it over on my head. Before he got that chance I hopped into the air and caught the skillet by the handle. "AHA! I gotcha now!" I put it back on the stove and set the table as we chatted about everything and anything under the sun. When the bacon was done, I put it on a plate and set it on the table. Then as I poured myself a glass of orange juice he said "I think we should make a deal. Whoever gets up first in the morning gets to cook breakfast. Savvy?" he looked to me and I giggled at his use of that pirate word. I don't know why, but when somebody says 'savvy' I crack up laughing. "Suure. You got it!" With that we shook hands. He reached up to my hair and messed it up. He examined his handiwork and exclaimed with a big lop-sided grin "There! Now you have bed-head!" He started to laugh. I decided to do the same to him and then I said "Well now… So do you!" Now it was my turn to laugh. We were both soon laughing ferociously. Anybody who walked by the room at that moment must have thought us to be insane.
A/N: okay… anybody like it? all of my friends do and they are BIG critics…. so please… R&R…. update should be up tomorrow…. until then my friend…..