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To The Stars and Back

Chapter 11; The Years Start Flying

A Fanfiction written by TheObsessory

Our first year in pilot school was a complete success. Surprisingly enough, Poe and I had very few run ins with Wym after I had made it clear I did not want to be touched. A few choice words were exchanged between the both of them on the odd walk by, but for the most part, we were left alone.

As for both of our reputations, Poe was fawned over just as much, if not more- perhaps it was the lack of bleeding body parts that made him more attractive to the girls of our school? Whatever the case, Poe enjoyed the attention. He was also rising through the "ranks" of our school. He was a favorite of most teachers (despite his hate for authority, he was a good ass-kisser) and excelled at every task.

Of course, I wasn't far behind. I got a little more hounded by the opposite gender after my run in with Wym. Nothing I couldn't handle on my own. Involving Poe would only make matters worse, and I didn't want him sent off where I couldn't follow.

Besides, the rumor of my crotch kicking boots flew around the school in a matter of days. The girls of my year appreciated me all the more, and the boys seemed a little more weary.

I checked the time, tossing my pen into the book I had opened on the desk before me before turning off my lamp and making my way for the door.

I had gotten my own room this year. As for Lani, I never saw her around. Perhaps she changed her mind? Or perhaps they kicked her out for attending a third of her classes last year.

Whatever the case was not my concern. I had a room all to myself and would not be disturbed, with Poe being the only exception. First and second years were advised to live on the school grounds, while those older often found apartments in the nearby settlement. Poe and I were already planning on sharing one next year.

I hadn't realized how late it was getting and was surprised Poe hadn't come knocking for dinner.

I followed the new path towards Poe's room, which was extremely near the one he had had last year.

Again, I was stopped quite often. As a second year, I was approached by curious first years with various questions. Sometimes I knew the answers, sometimes not. But I did my best to help them, and they all seemed friendly enough.

"Poe, let's go eat, I'm starving." I swung his door open, not the least surprised at what I found.

Poe was pulling a shirt over his head, not bothering to glance my way even though I knew he heard me. I caught the glint of his silver chain which he had had for as long as I knew him. I had asked the origins of the chain, but was confused to find him holding back the truth.

As the years had changed, Poe's ability to tell a lie had not.

"I'll meet you at the cantina, okay?" Poe mumbled through his shirt, pushing his head through the appropriate hole.

We never just 'met in the cantina'. What was he hiding?

I raised a brow suspiciously, taking in his room. Rumbled bed sheets, a mess of a desk (unusual for his cleanly tendencies), Poe dressing-

Oh.

"Poe, who's this?"

Unfortunately I had not put the puzzle pieces together as fast as I should have. A long limbed, pale woman stood at the door of his bathroom, her orange hair a mess and her shirt only half buttoned to reveal a lacey bra.

"Ah, Nusa, this is my twin sister, Sidra. We were just going to run down to the cantina for dinner."

My head slowly turned towards Poe, an eyebrow raising of it's own accord. What did he just say?

"How sweet." The girl, Nusa, buttoned her shirt the rest of the way, "Well I won't bother you two. See you tomorrow, Poe."

She stood on her tiptoes and gave Poe a long, wet kiss before smiling at me and leaving.

A burning fire was lit in my stomach the moment their lips met, surprise probably apparent on my face. Was I... angry? Or worse, jealous? My surprise soon melted the moment Poe's glanced my direction.

Our silence filled the room thickly, dark brown eyes staring into lighter ones.

Poe coughed, running a hand through his hair as he looked away, "So, who talks first?" He started, weakly.

"Oh, believe me, it's you who should be the one talking." I bit back, crossing my arms and leaning against the door, blocking his only way out of the room.

"Look, to get straight to the point, girls don't like it when guys have girl best friends." He said simply, his hands still running through his hair- he really needed a haircut.

"Oh, you've done tests, hmm?" I asked, "Taken some polls, did the statistics?"

"You're practically my sister anyway, Sid, what's one white lie gonna-"

"One white lie?" I interrupted him, eyes a flame as I stared him down, "What happens when you really decide you love someone? And you started that relationship with a lie? How's that going to make her feel, or you, or me, for that matter?"

A sad smile twitched at his lips, and I could see a small war happening in his eyes.

"Trust me, that's not going to happen Sid." He said softly.

I took a step back from the tone in his voice, my back bumping the door a bit too roughly. My heartbeat picked up and I felt the tears behind my eyes. I felt just like I had on my fifteenth Birthday.

"You know what." I turned around, putting on the angriest voice I could and reaching for the door, "I've changed my mind. I'm not that hungry."

He let me go, which was a good sign. Whatever feelings he felt, whatever I had tried to crush those many years ago had sprung up in that moment. And again I ran, afraid to take a single step forward.

Four years hadn't changed a single thing about me.

I had calmed myself down by the time I made it to my room, burying my head in my studies to drown out my fears.

About an hour later there was a knock on my door, and I got up to see who it was.

I was surprised to find not someone, but something. A small tray of food had been placed on the floor before my door. There was no note left, no person in sight, but I knew who the culprit was.

With my heart beating in my ears, I took the tray and sat it on my desk, wiping angrily at the tears in my eyes.

I was so confused. The flash of anger I felt when that girl kissed him had been completely surprising to me.

But it was in that moment, I realized my ten year old sister had been right. Seeing him with anyone else hurt me. Not because I wanted to be with him, but because I was afraid of him leaving. Of him deciding I was no longer important enough to call his best friend.

And it was already happening.

'My twin sister' he had called me. Not his best friend.

And, damn Cerys, the only other option available to me was not another option. Four years of pushing his thoughts away, four years of forgetting the initial stab I had thrown in his direction. Four years of him forgetting that he had kissed me, four years of him moving on.

And still, both stabbed at my heart like a knife.


Does she have the feels or is it just her worried about losing her best friend?

Well you actually find out next time!

Coming up in Chapter Twelve: Another Birthday! Some quality Poe x Sidra time! And then some quality silent treatment for a few months!

:D

~TheObsessory