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𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘢: 15 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰: 15 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥...
𝗔 𝗙𝗘𝗪 𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗔'𝗦 15 𝗕𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗗𝗔𝗬...
I lay under my ship fixing it up when I hear a soft voice. "Excuse me? I'm looking for Ben Solo."
I push myself out from under my baby. I look up to see a girl about Ben's age. She has blonde hair that's dyed red at the ends, and might I just say, it's as beautiful as her. She dawns a pair of jeans and a red shirt with a dark jacket over her.
"For what? Who are you?" I ask being protective of my little brother.
"My names Cydney Hunter. I'm a friend," she smiles kindly.
"Well, Cydney, Ben's inside. You can head in there or whatever. Our parents are out at the moment, but keep the door open," I smirk.
She blushes. "And who are you?"
"Name's Amaya. I'm Ben's older sister. It's nice to meet you, Cyd," I say.
"Nice to meet you too," she smiles awkwardly before turning and walking to my front door. I watch as she walks in and closes the door behind her. I slide back underneath my ship and continue fixing it.
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𝘉𝘦𝘯: 15 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰: 14 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥...
I sit on my bed studying the books Luke gave me before I go to train with him. I hear footsteps approach my room.
"Go away, Amaya! Kriff you're so annoying!" I groan.
"Sorry to disappoint," I see Cydney walk into my room.
"Oh! Uh- Cydney, uh... I'm sorry. Sorry. What are you- what are you doing here?" I stutter, blushing furiously at the girl.
I lean against my desk trying to be cool, but I lean on the edge of a book that falls off. I fall with it, hitting my head on the desk as I fall.
"Ben! Are you okay?" Cydney runs over and crouches next to me. I hold my head, wincing in slight pain.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just clumsy, that's all," I smile at her.
She smiles back. Wow. She is beautiful.
I look away, knowing I was staring for too long. She grabs my head snapping it back to face her.
"What are you doing?" I ask trying to pull away.
"Stop moving! I'm trying to see if you have a concussion or not," she snaps.
"Okay. Sorry," I comply.
"You're good. Do you need an ice pack?" She asks sweetly.
"Uh... I don't- I don't know," I say.
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Flying Solo ↣poe dameron↢
FanfictionAmaya Solo is just like her father- witty, sarcastic, and one of the best pilots in the galaxy. When she meets a certain X-Wing pilot that reminds her too much of herself, sparks fly and she knows from the get go, she's in too deep. What happens whe...
