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The sound of the alarm startled Aria right out of her slumber.

After recovering from her miniature heart attack, Aria grit her teeth together as the annoying sound of her alarm grated her nerves. Usually she woke up before the stupid thing went off, though last night she had been particularly tired…

With a start, Aria remembered the three people that had showed up in her bedroom last night. As she shut off the alarm, she squeezed her eyes shut and counted to three. Perhaps it had all been a dream…

"What the kriff was that?" came a disgruntled voice from the floor beside her bed.

Aria bristled a little, almost disbelieving as she cracked her eyelids open enough to see Anakin glaring up at her in annoyance from being woken up so unpleasantly.

Alas, it had not been a dream. She was housing three Star Wars characters in her room like fugitives.

"My alarm clock," she grumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She groaned. "Arg, I don't want to get up…"

"She sounds like you Anakin," came Obi-Wan's muffled voice. He was still face down in his own pillow, apparently—somehow—unfazed by the loud and annoying sound of the alarm.

Aria sighed and rolled out of the bed, stumbling a little before she regained her balance. The other three were also getting to their feet, and she turned to study them for a moment. Apparently her analytical gaze made them uncomfortable, because it didn't take Anakin long to snap at her.

"What are you staring at?"

Aria shook her head. "I'm sizing you up. There is no way that you're going to blend in if you walk around like that. Especially not out here. Here…"

Aria crossed the room to one of her dressers, digging out some of the clothes her father had passed down to her out of the bottom of the drawer. She tossed the two plain long sleeve shirts—one blue and one grey turtleneck—at Obi-Wan and Anakin before digging out her two baggy, boyish jeans and tossing them to the two as well. One pair was black, one was blue.

"Try those on, see if they fit. Padme, try these." Aria handed Padme one of her smaller shirts and skinny jeans. Padme was much more petite than Aria. "Anakin, Obi-Wan, your boots should be fine. Padme, I think a pair of my mother's sneakers might fit you."

Aria gathered up a change of clothes for herself before she paused, trying to think of somewhere for everyone to change. "Ah…Padme, there's a closet in the hall you can change in if you want…I'm going to be in the bathroom. Don't leave this room even when you're done please?"

"Sure," Anakin said slowly, sharing a look with Obi-Wan. Aria ignored it and ushered for Padme to follow her.


After she showered and changed, Aria hurried back to her room where the three were exploring, much to her concern. It was kind of creepy how normal they almost looked, and Anakin looked smoking hot in the turtleneck. Other than the lightsabers the guys had clipped onto their jeans, they looked rather normal.

It seemed Obi-Wan had found her toy lightsaber. He held it up to ask, but Aria answered before he could say it.

"It's a toy; completely fake. My brother has one too and we chase each other around with them. Mostly to wear him down so that he doesn't drive my parents crazy," Aria said hastily.

Anakin, however, had found her puzzle.

"What's this?" he asked, his voice perhaps a little higher than normal.

"It's the puzzle I was doing before I went to bed last night. Still don't believe that your lives are movies here?"

Anakin shot her a look. "Forgive me for being skeptical."

"Yes, that is still a little hard to believe," Obi-Wan added.

Aria, now fully awake and annoyed at their stubborn skepticism of her, spun on her heel and turned to Obi-Wan first.

"Satine Kryze, Siri Tachi, and Cerasi. By the way, you're going to see Satine again soon. As a bodyguard of sorts again, ironically."

Aria turned on Anakin next, ignoring the look of complete shock on Obi-Wan's face. For Anakin's sake, she kept her voice lowered when she told him this specific thing. "When you crafted your lightsaber, you had a vision not only of your mother under attack by a shadowy figure, but also of Darth Maul. The vision of Maul tried to lure you to the dark side and tossed you a red light saber, but you ignored him until he mentioned your mother. That got a reaction out of you, and you charged him, though he destroyed your training lightsaber. You got rid of the vision, and we both know what he said before he disappeared. When the vision was over the lightsaber in your lap was the exact same one you had envisioned, and the same one that he threw you; except the blade was blue. You never told anyone."

Thank goodness for Wookieepedia. It looks like all that time I spent reading their entire life story in legends just came in handy, Aria thought to herself.

She tried to ignore the look on Anakin's face—a strange cross between rage, fear, confusion, and surprise—as she turned to Padme, speaking as quietly as she had with Anakin.

"Padme. Come on, you're not fooling anyone; you're just as smitten by him as he is you. I actually admire you for holding out as long as you have. There's no way I would last as long as you have." Aria's expression softened a little. "And I'm sorry for your recent loss of Corde," she added quietly.

With that, Aria put her hands on her hips, looking each of them in the eyes for several moments. "Now, are we going to keep arguing over whether or not I'm legit and telling the truth, or are we going to start asking some actual questions? For example: how did you get here, how do you get back, why are you even here in the first place?"

"It is…probably some will of the Force that brought us here," Obi-Wan told her slowly. He eyed her wearily, as if she was a bomb that might go off at any moment. She must have unnerved them all with what she knew. Oh well. She could have brought up worse.

Aria inclined her head towards him. "I could see that, though we still have to figure out how you got here, how to get you back, and what the will of the Force is while you're here."

Padme approached her. "You said you were going to talk to your friend?"

Aria nodded. "His name is Parker, he knows a lot like I do though…he's more of an expert with…the dark side and its users," she said, giving a nervous laugh. "But he's a great kid! He just tends to know the stuff that I don't know. And he's big on travel between universes and galaxies and the rules of time and all that stuff. I've got too much in my head to try and cram all of that 'law of time' stuff into my mind."

"Can he be trusted?" Anakin asked, obviously focusing on the bit about how Parker was an expert with the dark side.

Aria rolled her eyes. "I said he knew a lot about the dark side, not that he practiced it. He knows a lot about the Sith, but he isn't a Sith. Far from it in fact."

"Well then what are we waiting for? Let's go talk to him," Anakin stated impatiently.

"We're waiting for my father to leave with my brother so that you guys aren't spotted leaving the house with me. I'll introduce you to the family and explain things to them later after school." Aria paused, thinking over what she said. "Actually, I'll introduce you after work. I forgot I work today too."

Anakin sighed. "Fine. Why don't you try and fill us in about your planet while we're stuck in here?"

Aria laughed a little under her breath, leaning against her dresser as she crossed her arms. "Well, we're way behind in technology compared to you guys. Our planet only has seven billion people on it, and so far, to our knowledge, we're the only life forms in our Galaxy. Though our climates on Earth go to as cold as Hoth to as hot and dry as Tatooine. As well as tropics like Felucia and Naboo. We don't have Jedi, we have ninjas. We don't have lightsabers, or blasters, or starfighters. We have guns, and rockets, and the atom bomb. Right now you're in Missouri, a state in the United States of America, or just America if you want to be brief. We have countries like you have planets in the Republic by the way, in case that was confusing."

"Sounds…interesting," Obi-Wan mused.

"Yeah, well, it's just Earth," Aria said, crossing the room to peek out the window. She smiled a little to herself. "It looks like my father and brother already left. We can go downstairs now and grab something to eat before we leave."

"Where are you taking us again?" Anakin asked suspiciously.

"To my school. My friend Parker is there, and I'm going to ask him what he thinks, see if we can get any useful information from him. Though I will warn you; prepare to be bombarded with questions and theories," Aria told him.

"Fun," Anakin said sarcastically.

Aria gestured for them to follow her, and they all quietly filed downstairs to the empty kitchen. The three looked around curiously, taking in the sights of Earth outside of Aria's bedroom.

Aria made a beeline for the fridge, keeping track of what time it was as she dug around in the fridge. "All right, I've got milk, some orange juice, and some strawberry kiwi juice. Whichever one you want to try."

"I'll have the bantha milk," Anakin said, sounding a little distracted. Aria snickered.

"It's not bantha milk. We don't have bantha's, we have cows," Aria chuckled. That caused Anakin to hesitate slightly, but he didn't say otherwise.

"I'll take the orange juice," Obi-Wan told her.

"I'll try the strawberry keewee juice," Padme said.

"Kiwi," Aria corrected with a smile as she poured everyone's drinks. She gave everyone their glass and dug around in the pantry for the poptarts she knew were in there. "Where are those stupid things?" she muttered to herself.

"What are you looking for?" Obi-Wan asked curiously.

Aria spotted them. "Don't worry, I found it. Poptarts: portable, edible, decent, and warm," she chuckled to herself as she pulled the box off the shelf and hooked up the toaster.

She saw the skeptic look on their faces and smiled, shaking her head. "They're good, don't worry. I'm going to go outside and start up the vehicle real quick," she informed them, trotting out the door.

Outside, she started the car, rubbing her hands together to try and warm them up as she surveyed the snowy ground and trees around her.

Force I hate the cold, she thought to herself. She smiled a little. She'd decided to start trying to get in the habit of using terms and phrases from the Star Wars universe. It would probably help the other three to feel more comfortable.

After making sure her CD case was there in the car, she got out and headed back into the house.

The three had been gathered together, talking in hushed tones in the corner, drinks in hand. As she entered, they stopped talking, though Aria brushed her initial reaction of offense off. She didn't think she had gained their entire trust yet, and she wouldn't expect it so soon anyway.

She got the first pair of poptarts out of the toaster and offered it to them. "Who's going to be brave and try them first?"

Just as she suspected, putting the offer in the form of a challenge coaxed a reaction from Anakin first. He took them out of her hands before anyone else could move.

Aria chuckled, popping in the next set as Anakin took a hesitant first bite. "So?" she asked, assessing his facial features.

He looked mildly impressed. "All right, I admit, these are good," Anakin said sheepishly.

"Told you," Aria chuckled.

Once everyone had their quick breakfast, she handed out hats and gloves. "It's cold outside, so…" she explained sheepishly. Obi-Wan and Padme were still finishing up their last Poptart as they all filed out the door.

Anakin's eyebrows raised as he took in the cherry red with black racing stripes 2008 Chevy Cobalt SS she had been lucky to find at a car dealership in a nearby town. "No, ah, speeders?"

Aria shook her head. "No repulsorlift technology whatsoever. Sorry."

Anakin sighed a little. "It's all right, it won't bother me."

Aria laughed. "Don't worry, I'm a good driver…despite recently getting my license." She opened the driver's side door. "Anakin, you can sit in the passenger side if you want. Obi-Wan, Padme, there're two seats in the back on either side. My sister's car seat takes up the middle of the seat."

They all glanced at each other but obliged, taking the respective seat. Luckily, the car had enough time to warm up, so they all thawed out rather quickly as Aria backed out of the driveway.

Aria tapped Anakin's knee, pointer towards her CD case. "Could you pick a CD out there and hand it to me. I hate driving without some of my music," she explained, keeping her eyes on the road. "While we're out in public by the way, try to blend in. And try to keep a low profile because there are famous people who look exactly like you, and if people mistake you for them…they will be all over you," she explained to everyone.

Obi-Wan and Padme nodded their understanding while Anakin shrugged in response, flipping through the CD case as he hid his momentary confusion at the sight of the disks and searched through the titles.

He paused, and Aria could almost feel the change of mood in the car.

"What about this one?" he asked smoothly, handing a CD to her. She glanced at the title and mentally cursed.

Of course he would pick the one titled Aria's Star Wars Mash-Up.

She sighed. "Alright," she said, popping it in the CD player.

"Are you going to tell us anything about this movie that's supposedly about our lives by the way?" Anakin asked, eyeing the slot she had put the CD in.

"Eventually. I'm going to ask Parker about a few things first before I say anything more about what I know," Aria said slowly. "I don't want to mess something up and cause some really bad consequences…"

"We'll stop asking then, if you're that worried about it," Obi-Wan said suddenly from the back.

Anakin looked like he was about to disagree, but the look on Obi-Wan's face stopped it.

Aria sighed. This is going to be a long day…