A/N: Happy New Year Everyone!
Photographer's Log: Entry 536
I'm embarrassed, truly I am. It should not take me TWO YEARS to get a picture of a couple kissing. Within 6 months, it'll be three years since I first got an inside look of the Skywalker/Amidala affair. The problem is, since the war started, the Jedi are always out on duty, especially Skywalker. It'll be months before he can come home to his lady. Another thing, these kids know people like me want a picture of them, so they pick the top secret of spots. I found them once hidden in the sewers, but it was too kriffing dark for my camera to get a picture. I've been doing all I can to try to get Skywalker back on Coruscant; I even joined a "Bring the Troops Home" campaign.
This morning, at the office, I was at the cooler with some of my co-workers, including Jet. I was just taking a drink when I saw the paper she had in her hands. What gave me a shock was the headline: SEVERAL JEDI KNIGHTS GIVEN BREAK. Oh please, PLEASE, let Skywalker be on break. He's called the Hero with No Fear around here; if anyone needs a break, it's him. I tried to get Jet to hand over the article so I could see, but she just pulled it away. Stupid girl, if only she knew how important this was. Oh well, whatever's in the paper will also be on the Holonet. I turned on the monitor in the lounge, and there it was. A whole list of names of Jedi on break was scrolling on the news channel. Bingo! "Skywalker, Anakin" was on the list. Then the report said they were released this morning, and they should be home by now. Sithspit! He's probably home by now! I had to leave immediately, so I rushed out the door. As I left, Jet called,
"Hey Dex, what's the hurry?!"
"None of your beeswax, Jet!"
I ran as fast as I could to the Senator's apartment. Dang it, she lives in the penthouse on the top floor. What's so special about the top floor? If anything, it's the worse place to be. What if there's a fire? The least likely to get out would be those who live on the top floor. Anyway, how was I supposed to get up there? I couldn't take the elevator; nothing is more suspicious than going to a celebrity's apartment building with a camera. I don't even think I'd get through security. Amidala's security force is really uptight, and just because so many people have tried to kill her. I had a plan. I was going to go to the top of the building next door. Luckily, I brought my camera with extra zoom.
I could not have been more impatient on that next door building's elevator. Those people on the elevator with me must've thought I was a freak. Of course, if they needed a super secret pic, they'd be yelling at the elevator buttons too. Finally, I reached the top floor. I hope I didn't miss him. Scratch that, I pray I didn't miss him. I looked through my lense, and bingo! A Jedi starfighter parked right next to the back entrance of her apartment. I focused my lense on 50 xs. Yep, it was Skywalker alright. There was also a cloaked figure in the corner. It must've been Senator Amidala, but my camera couldn't focus on her. It was already on the highest focus, so I would just have to lean closer. I was already on the edge of the building, when she removed the hood of her cloak. Then, they embraced in a passionate kiss. My camera snapped at the perfect shot. Finally! After two and a half years of stalking, I finally had a picture of them together! Ha, Jet is going to explode when I turn this into my boss!
In all my pride and excitement, I didn't watch my balance. The stupid support beam didn't do its job when I slipped over the edge and fell. Oh, cruel fate! Why must thou tease me in such a way! I finally get the perfect shot, and thou threw me off a building with my camera slipping out of my hand! It must've taken two minutes before I hit the ground. Ouch. I couldn't even feel my back anymore, and I felt like the blood was being drained from my head. There was a huge crowd around me. People were asking if I was alright. The last thing I remember saying was,
"My…camera." And then I blacked out.