Star Wars: A High-School Story

My Fake Girlfriends Brother

Luke and Leia's last names are going to be Organa because Anakin's last name is already Skywalker.

Han

I had an attraction to Luke since I first saw him in summer before 7th grade. I was in summer school for my History and English grades, and the administration asked that I show him and Leia around the school since I was ahead of my work. When I first saw him, I smiled. He blushed. It was an adorable thing to witness.

Now it's five years later and I am fake dating his sister to get closer to him. I remember when I asked her out. We had planned the whole thing the night before. When I asked her, at the time, I thought I saw a brief flash of hurt on his features. Now I'm unsure if that's what I actually saw.

I am currently at their house, inside of Leia's room.  We sat next to each other at her desk, working on something that we said was for school. It was actually something to help with my situation for Luke.

"Y'know, he likes you Han." Leia mentioned.

"I sure hope he does, I mean, I'm dating his sister." I respond jokingly, drawing out the word "dating" for dramatic affect.

"Shut up." She said, jabbing my side with her elbow. "I mean he likes you, like you like him."

"Uh-huh. And you know this how?" I ask.

"The only reason I agreed to this whole thing is because I've seen the way my brother looks at you. He lights up at the sight of you as well as the sound of your voice. Your name is the name he murmurs in his sleep. Believe you me, I think he likes you a great deal more than you like him."

I stare at her and shake my head in disbelief. I don't want to give myself to much hope. I never did. It's my trick to never being disappointed. If I get to much hope for the smallest chance of Luke liking me back..... I just can't.

"What time is it?" I ask her, wanting to change the subject. Maybe it was time for me to go home.

"5:30. You should probably go home Han." Leia told me, sounding a bit deflated.

I gather my things, and walk out of her room. I decent the stairs and see their uncles and parental gaurdians, Artoo and Threepio. Artoo was a small albino man in a wheelchair, who has a matching squeaky voice. Threepio was was a tall-ish man with blonde hair very similar to Luke's, and a British accent.

I glanced around, thinking that I could possibly catch a glimpse of the one and only Luke Organa. I see him walk out of his kitchen with a glass of water, which he sets on the table, as I reach the bottom of the stairs. He looks up at me. I smirk. He blushes a deep red and quickly looks down at his feet.

Maybe Leia was right. Maybe the kid actually does reciprocate my feelings towards him.