Jaina Solo flopped face-down onto her bed. She was bored as hell, which happened a lot lately. She felt like there was something missing in (what I would call) her perfect life. "Yo yo yo, wuzzup?" Zekk walked into her room, which was very messy, definetly a girl's room. "ZEKK?!" Jaina proceeded to pick up the clothes off the floor and threw them into her closet. Zekk raised an eyebrow. "Can you give me a warning before you barge in like this?" "No." "Jackass." "Thank you for the title." Jaina stuck out her toungue at him. "Well don't we feel like five-year olds Jaina?" "Oh shut up." Kyp had been watching the two fight, and decided that now was the right time to make his appearance. "Ah, the power of a good ol' fight." he said. "Is my room the new hangout?" "It is now." said Zekk. "It's such a nice pink...poofy room." said Kyp. "My room is not poofy." Poofy and pink go hand in hand." "You're not making sense, Kyp." "I never make sense. That's what makes me sexy." "Oh Force. This again?" Jaina found Kyp to be very concieted. "Yeah, at least I don't go around saying that I still have sex appeal at 35." "Zekk, you're not a part of this. You aren't a bad looking kid, but I'M the supreme...sexyness." Jaina felt like dying. She thought that both of them were hot, but they don't have to go around talking about it. "Jaina, who do you think is hotter, me or Zekk?" "Uh....I don't have an opinion." It was going to be one hell of a day. Enjoy! More as soon as I can. It's sort of like my Perfect Match story (for those of y'all that remember it), but I plan to make it different.