Ahsoka's P.O.V.

After Plo Koon and Obi Wan left, I got up and walked over to my table. Plo Koon had gotten me a sandwich, some blue milk, and a dragon fruit. I picked up the dragon fruit and started to peel it. After peeling it, I started to eat it. (A/N I've never had a dragon fruit, so i'm guessing) After eating it, I went back to sleep.

"Do you, Anakin Skywalker, take Padme Amidala as your lawfully wedded wife?" Anakin nodded. "I do." The man turned to Padme. "Do you, Padme Amidala, take Anakin Skywalker as your lawfully wedded husband?" Padme smiled. "I do." The man turned to the both of them. "Then, by the power invested by me, you may kiss the bride. Anakin looked down at his new wife. He held her hands in both of his, his mechanical one shining in the sunlight. Padme leaned in, and so did Anakin. Their lips touched. C3-PO turned and looked at me. "Wake up."

My eyes snapped open, and I saw Shaak Ti looking down at me. "Are you okay?" She asked. "You were groaning in your sleep." she told me. I nodded, slightly embarrassed. "Um..." I started as Shaak started to walk away. "Is it possible to see all of the marriage records in the Arcais?" I asked. Shaak's eyed widened. "Yes...," She started cautiously. Why?" I shrugged. "Just curious."


The next morning, I walked down to the Arcais. I sat in a chair, and started to look through all of the marriages that had ever happened.

I found my parents, Harmony's parents marriage, and a thousand others, but not Anakins. What should I expect? I thought. He probably erased every thought on it. For all I know, it may not have even happened. I looked at divorces. I found my parents'. A single tear escaped my eyes. I quickly brushed it away, cause I sensed someone's presence.

I looked up, and saw Altec. I inwardly groaned. "Hey, bitch." He looked at my parent's divorce. Damn! I forgot to close the window! I quickly closed it. "So, still mulling over your parents? I bet they were poor." His friends laughed. Anger sparked inside of me. "My parents were not poor!" I shouted. Altec just laughed. "Yeah right. I bet your mum worked as a stripper." More laughter. I glared at him. "Shut up." I said. Altec looked at me in surprise. "Hey look guys, the little slut here has guts!" His friends laughed some more. I had had enough. Without meaning to, I used the force to throw them into the walls. Bookshelves fell on them, spilling books and trapping a few Padawans under an avalanche.

I stared in shock at what I had done. I ran over to them. Altec started to get up. "I'm so sorry-" He cut me off by slapping me across the face. I held my hand to my face, and ran off to my room. I closed the door, and locked it. I looked at my MP3 player, and turned it on.

My MP3 player had a mood thingy on it, and whatever the mood, it played the correct song. Right now it was playing 'Are You Happy Now?' by Meg and Lizard. (Bad pun, I know) I sat down, and grabbed a knife.

"She stood out in the crowd.

Was a little too loud,

But that's why we loved her.

She's not like other girls,

She could've concurred the world,

Until you broke her.

Down.

Are you happy now?

That she's on the ground.

And do you realize the words you say make bruises that won't fade away?

Are you happy now?

That you've brought her down?

And she's thinking that she won't fit in cuz you said something's wrong with her,

Are you happy now?

He liked science not sports,

He knew what he stood for,

He's not like you.

You don't like that.

Fifteen years down the road,

He could be everything you won't.

But right now you're breaking him,

Down.

Are you happy now?

That he's on the ground.

And do you realize the words you say make bruises that won't fade away?

Are you happy now?

That you've brought him down?

And he's thinking that he won't fit in cuz you said something's wrong with him,

Are you happy now?

Well I heard that it was done to you,

Is that why you do what you do?

Well that's no excuse!

No!

And if it felt like hell to you,

Then why'd you want to put them through,

What hurt you?

Are you happy now?

That they're on the ground.

And do you realize the words you say make bruises that won't fade away?

Are you happy now?

That you've brought them down?

And they're thinking that they won't fit in cuz you said something's wrong with them,

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?"

As I listened to the music, I cut.


Don't cut!