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The two families were to meet at an upscale restaurant called "The Rivierre". It was the sort of place with high painted ceilings, where everyone drank champagne and wore their finest gowns and tuxedos. Upon arriving, Padme's family was escorted to their reserved table. She was wearing a soft blue dress that stopped above her knees, with silver heels that had diamond-studded straps.
Padme awaited the arrival of the Skywalker family, while only partly listening to the background music that mingled in with the voices of her parents Ruwee and Jobal quarreling over some pointless matter. That was her parents for you. She was about to meet her future husband and they were arguing.
She sighed. Padme would never admit it to anyone, but in that moment she was scared. What kind of person was Anakin? Was he handsome? Would they ever fall in love? The unanswered questions made her head hurt and her stomach feel uneasy. Preoccupied in her thoughts, she had hardly paid any attention to the entranceway. She watched as the lavish double doors opened. Padme felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around as Jobal whispered in her ear, "That's the Skywalkers".
Through the doors entered a woman with long brown hair and brown eyes, who Padme assumed was Anakin's mother. The man next to her appeared to be her husband, Anakin's father. Behind them both stood Anakin. When she first caught sight of his curly blonde locks and crystal blue eyes, she felt as if her breath had been sucked out of her lungs.
Anakin's mother issued him one final warning as they walked through the doors of "The Rivierre".
"I want none of your antics Anakin", she said sternly. "I won't have you complaining that Padme's not good enough, just so you can be available and throw yourself at every girl in town." "Do I make myself clear?" "Yes mother", he said obligingly.
He then watched as his mother put on a smile and tell a waitress that they had a reserved table. "Right this way please", said the waitress. Anakin followed behind his parents as they were led to a secluded section of the restaurant.
He caught sight of the girl at the table and knew it must be Padme. He would admit she was beautiful and probably well mannered, which would make it all the more fun to make her as miserable as possible. Arriving at the table his parents introduced themselves to Padme. Then it was his turn. He felt one of his smirks coming on when he saw the way she was looking. "Great he thought, we haven't even said two words to each other and she's already in love with me".
Seeing the smirk that appeared on his face, Padme realized he had caught her staring at him. Snapping out of her trance and coming back to the present Padme introduced herself.
"It's nice to finally meet you", she said breaking the silence between them.
"Yes" he said. "I've been looking forward to it".
Looking into his eyes at that moment, she realized that she shouldn't have judged him by his looks. She could tell that he was arrogant and cocky. To him she was just another girl on his parent's checklist. She could feel him smirking at her and she glared back at him.
The parents didn't catch these little exchanges, because they were too caught up in their own conversations. Padme figured she had two choices. One, pretend she hadn't noticed the way he had smirked cockily at her and summed her out as stupid pretty girl, or two she could make him as uncomfortable as possible. She smiled inwardly. She was going with option two, and she had a feeling that he was going to do the same.
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