Tiv glared at the ground and wished there were more rocks in Coruscant so that she could kick one at Gerish. She knew that she probably shouldn't ill-wish people so often, but she couldn't help it. If only Gerish weren't so infuriating…

She stormed off in the opposite direction, mentally listing all the reasons she had to be angry with Gerish.

He was constantly swiping all of Colac's things, because he knew that Tiv couldn't defend him.

He knew perfectly well that he could keep Tiv from working so that she'd get fired.

He was walking off in the exact direction of her home, so she had to take the long way home or she'd seem like she wasn't angry with him.

He was a total jerk.

Nami had a crush on him, which got really annoying after a while, because Tiv couldn't bad-mouth him in front of her.

Everyone seemed to think that he was a nice little boy, except for Tiv and Colac, because he acted so nice… around everyone else.

He knew that her parents were dead and he didn't even care. Tiv would have definitely preferred if he didn't know at all.

He was a stupid idiot.

He took complete advantage of the fact that everyone preferred him to Tiv, just because she had a bad attitude, so people said.

Everything he did was so general that she didn't have a tenth thing to hate him for.

Tiv couldn't help but wince a little at the stupidity of the last statement. It didn't mean that Gerish wasn't horrible, it just meant… that she had to brush up on her listing skills.

To make herself feel better, Tiv decided to stop and buy an ice cream cone on her way home. That would definitely make the walk seem shorter.

"Why do I have the feeling you're going to be the death of me?" the man said gruffly. The other man, a younger one of about eighteen or nineteen, gave him a pleading look.

"Don't say that, Master. You're the closest thing I have to a father."

"Then why don't you ever listen to me," his master asked exasperatedly. The boy's face turned rueful.

"I am trying, Master."

Tiv blinked in surprise as the image faded. Someone bumped roughly into her, and she started walking automatically, still considering the images.

The two men looked to be Jedi. They were wearing the same robes, and Tiv had thought she'd seen lightsabers. The younger one had called the older one 'Master' and he was wearing a braid that she thought symbolized and apprentice… P-something. She couldn't remember what they were called.

But why had she seen them? Yes, she could use the Force, but she had never heard of anyone, Jedi or no, who could see things like that. Of course, she'd be the first to admit that she hadn't heard of everything, but still… It made no sense.

Nothing ever did.

"Hey, you're dropping your ice cream!" a voice shouted suddenly. Tiv turned around and saw a tall boy about few years older than her about to shove past her. Suddenly registering his comment, she reached out and caught the ice cream as it fell off of her cone. The boy smirked and shoved her aside.

Scowling, Tiv decided that she didn't know him well enough to have to take another route home. She tried to put the ice cream back on the cone, and, when that failed, popped it into her mouth and trailed after him.

If that boy hadn't interrupted her, would she have seen those images again? What would have happened to those people? Were they real? And why, of all people, was she seeing visions of Jedi?

"Hey," said someone unexpectedly. Tiv looked up automatically and saw the boy who had warned her about the ice cream walking backwards, watching her. "Are you following me?" he asked.

Tiv glared at him. "No," she snapped. "I just happen to have been heading that way before you bumped into me, and I've already had to go the other way because someone annoyed me and I didn't want to look like I was following them, and I really don't want to take a longer way home than the long way I'm already taking!"

The boy blinked. "What?"

"Oh, never mind!" exclaimed Tiv exasperatedly, and started to walk again.

"I'm Boba," the boy told her, falling into step besides her. "Boba Fett."

"Good for you." Fett. Where had she heard that name before?

"And you are?"

Tiv gave him a disgusted look. "Tiv," she said finally, if only to stop him from staring at her.

"Nice to meet you."

"No it's not," she told him.

He blinked, surprised. "Huh?"

"It's not nice to meet you because you pushed me, and I dropped my ice cream so now my hand's cold, and I have to take the long way home, and you're annoying and I've had a really bad day, and that's how I met you so its not nice at all!"

"Okay, now you're really confusing me," Boba commented.

"Good," she retorted, for lack of anything else to say.

"Are you always this weird?" he demanded.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so," snapped Tiv. There was a short pause, and then the boy said, "I don't know anybody that weird."

"Yes you do. Me."

"I thought you said it wasn't nice to meet me."

"I did. But that doesn't mean that I didn't meet you. Goodbye."

"What?"

"Goodbye. Go away. See you later, preferably not," Tiv said, dropping back so that she wasn't walking with him anymore."

"Okay," muttered Boba. "Bye, Tic."

"It's TIV!" she shouted after him. He waved, but didn't respond. "It is," she told a random passerby fiercely. He shrugged and moved on.

Scowling, Tiv decided to follow Boba and yell at him for getting her name wrong. There probably were a lot of other options, but she had to protect her dignity.

Boba obviously didn't expect anyone to follow him. He was walking quickly, but looked more as if he thought he was late than he thought he was being followed. Besides that, he also had much longer legs than Tiv, and so she found it very hard to keep up with him.

Between gasps, Tiv began thinking of all the horrible names to call Boba when she caught up with him. This list worked out much better than the reasons she hated Gerish, although that was not because he wasn't horrible.

By now, Tiv and Boba, who still didn't notice her, were drawing near to a large building that Tiv recognized as the hanger where important people kept their speeders. Boba was slowing down, as if this was where he was going, and Tiv dropped back too, slightly nervous. She didn't like these sorts of places, they freaked her out, and people always glared at her as if she shouldn't be there.

But Boba Fett didn't appear to have any of these worries, because he simply marched forwards and pushed the back door opened. There were two doors, one for the speeders to use and one for people to use. It's a little obvious which one the pair of people used.

Anyway, Boba started to push the door opened, but was stopped by a shout from nearby. Two boys, obviously brothers, had seen him and were hurrying up. Noticing their braids and clothes, Tiv faded back. Perhaps these Jedi would be mad at Boba for being there, but Tiv wouldn't give them a chance to be mad at her.

The two boys didn't seem mad, though. "You're late," Boba commented. Tiv held her breath, sure he'd get it now.

"So are you, if you just got here," pointed out the taller of the boys.

"How do you know I just got here?" asked Boba.

"Because you're still outside," the shorter boy responded, as if it were the most obvious thing in the universe.

Boba only grinned, though. "Yeah, well, you're later!"

"First is the worst, second is the best," snapped the taller one, as the short one rolled his eyes.

"I have to agree with Luke on that one," said Boba, rolling his eyes like the smaller boy had. The tall boy glared at the two of them, but only said, "Come on, let's go before our masters notice that we're missing."

The three boys pushed open the door, and went inside. Tiv, curious as to what the two apprentices could want to do with a boy like Boba, followed them.

Instantly, the smaller boy, Luke, began prowling around the perimeter of the room, squinting into the darkness. The taller boy moved forwards to check the center, while Boba looked at the other side. All three continued that way for a few moments, before returning to the door.

"Nobody," said the tall boy, and Boba nodded.

But Luke whispered, "One man. Probably guarding some politician's speeder. He's asleep." The others nodded their understanding, and glanced around.

"Which one?" the tall boy asked Boba.

"There," he said, pointing at a speeder. The brothers nodded, and, picking up a toolbox that Tiv hadn't noticed earlier, they went over to it. Boba stayed where he was for a moment, looking around as if he sensed Tiv watching him, and she ducked outside again. But after a few seconds, he shrugged and went to help his friends.

As Tiv slipped back inside to see what they were doing, she began to doubt this venture. The boys were being so secretive, that she wouldn't have been surprised if they had been doing something illegal. And if they caught her watching them, they might kill her, then nobody would look after Colac.

And it was getting late, he might be wondering where she was. She had work tomorrow, and she was tired. But she was also curious. Curiosity killed the cat. But she couldn't believe that these boys would really hurt her. But they were Jedi…

As Tiv paused just inside the door, unsure as to what to do, the three boys continued their whispering. They were doing something to the speeder, but she couldn't tell what. Leaning forwards, Tiv squinted into the darkness until something struck the back of her head, and the darkness was complete.

Thank you to my great reviewers: Alley Parker and Fell Dragon. And to Fell, Uhh, I knew that! I didn't really mean to take it down, I'm not sure what happened, but I didn't get around to putting it back up until… whenever I posted this.

So thank you all, and have a great whatever!