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Dantooine: Jedi Academy Enclave

Andria Trelyve: age 13

Mical Ducan: age 12

Ariel Revan: age 19

Malak Kelto: age 19

“Mical! Wait up!” Andria Trelyve called to her friend Mical Ducan. He was ahead of her and couldn’t hear her. “There’s something I have to tell you!” She began to run.

Mical stopped suddenly and turned around unexpectly. Andria slipped and knocked Mical down, therefore falling on top of him. They both groaned in pain.

“Ow! My head hurts!” Andria cried out and she shut her eyes and rubbed her head.

“At least you didn’t get hit in the stomach!” Mical exclaimed. “Boy, I’m going to feel that in the morning! Ouch!” 

“I’m so sorry! I’m really am too clusmy!” Andria apologized as she opened her eyes. “Oh, I’m on top of you. Hey, Mical why is your face red?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about, Andria,” Mical said as he blushed redder.

“Are you sure?” Andria said as examined his face closer. “You don’t look so good.”

“No, nothing’s wrong at all,” Mical said in rush. “Uh, are you going to get off me now?”

“What if I like being here where I am? What are you going to do about that?”

“I-I  uh… y-you… um… ” Mical stuttered as his palms began to sweat.

“I’m just teasing. Here let me help you up,” Andria said as she stood up and offered her hand to Mical to help him up. “Geez, Mical. Get a hold of yourself. I was just kidding.”

Mical had a dreamy look expression. Day-dreaming about Andria. It’s his favorite hobby and past time.

“Mical? Mical? Are you still breathing?” Andria asked as she waved her hand in front of his face.

No answer.

“Come on, Mical! Snap out of it!” Andria said she shook his shoulders.

“Huh, did I miss something?” Mical asked as he shook his head.

Andria sighed. Boys. “Guess what? A Master chose me to become his apperentice!”

“Oh, that’s great news, Andria! Then no time sooner, you’ll be a Jedi Knight!”

“Awww, thanks,” Andria blushed. “Hey, I’m in a good mood. Let’s play Pazaak.”

“I should really be going. Master Atris wants me to organize the holocrons in the library.”

“Come on. Just one game. It won’t kill you.” Andria put on her best puppy dog look.

“Okay. Just one game. Let’s go to the quarters to play.”

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“Do you want to shuffle the deck or should I?” Mical asked.

“Go ahead. So are we playing Republic Senate Rules, play the stakes, or Nar Shaddaa rules?” Andria asked.

“What are Republic Senate Rules and Nar Shaddaa rules?”

“You want me to show you or tell you?” Andria had a look a mischief in her eyes.

“Tell me.” Mical had a feeling that Andria was planning something naughty.  

“In Republic Senate Rules, we keep going on and on with the game and nobody loses or wins,” Andria expained then she smirked. “Nar Shaddaa Rules on the other hand, for each play we lose, we remove a article of clothing until there’s nothing on our body. What do you say? Game?”

“Let’s just play Republic Senate Rules.”

“Awww! You’re no fun, Mical! This will be a very boring game!” Andria pouted.

“I’ll deal.” 

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Three Years Later

Fifteen year old Mical Ducan was running all over the academy searching for Andria in the halls of the academy. Today is her sixteenth birthday today and he got her a present. She deserves it for all the helpful tips she offered to him during combat classes and lessons. It was all he could do to thank her.

“Andria, where are you?” He said as he searched into one room and another. “Where is everyone?”

Mical searched outside the academy where the one Dantooine’s lakes are. Andria was not there. Strange… usually this is the place she goes to empty her mind. He saw and smelled smoke in the air but he ignored that. Then he heard someone crying from a distance over the roar of the waterfall. He ran towards the sound and found Andria hidden in a corner in a formation of rocks sobbing, her head in her hands.

“Andria?” Mical said gently. “What is the matter?”

Andria looked up at Mical. Her robes and hair wet either by her tears or by the water. Mical could tell she wanted to be alone for the minute and he’ll respect that. He placed her present next to her and turned to leave.

“Please don’t leave, Mical. I really need someone to talk to.”

Mical sat down beside and Andria hugged him leaving tears on his shirt. He wrapped his arm around her and the other around her shoulders. “What’s wrong?”

“My master died today. He was killed in a drunken bar fight. He- he was burned in a pyre just now. I couldn’t stand a dead body so I ran and hid here.”

“Were you close to your Master?”

“No, we weren’t. He didn’t pay another mind to me at all. I didn’t even know his name. He always went off to the cantina to drink until he gets completely drunk. Like as though there’s something he wanted to forget. Being a Padawan is supposed to be the happiest moment of your life. But it isn’t for me. During the funeral, Master Artis offered me to help her around the library. I said I would but I…”

“You don’t want to do it. You want to be a Jedi Knight like everyone else, right?”

“I don’t know what to do!” Andria wailed. “I’m so sad and this is just too painful for me!”

Mical lifted her chin with his hand. “I can help you if you will allow it.”

“Thank you, Mical!” Andria choked. “I really glad I have you by my side to help me.”

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Author’s Notes: I know it’s short but I promise the next one will be longer. I hope you like it!

Next up: Precious Memories- Part Three

“You may silence the pen but never the writer!”

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

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