Jaina's Journal Entry_#1 "The Crush"
By obi's girl

Summary: We all know Jaina has a "thing" for Jag, Wedge's nephew. Well, this is my take on their relationship. Told from Jaina's Point of view - it makes matters interesting. Jaina contemplates her impression of Jag after her conversation with him on the Chimaera.

Timeframe: Set after Dark Tide 2. Don't ask me when or which book. I'm really not sure. This is sorely for fun.

Genre: Romance, though it is only the beginning.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: All the below characters belong to George Lucas. I'm just playing around.

To be honest, I'm not the kind of girl to fall head over heels in love with a man. Maybe it's because I've never experienced being in love. I'm only 17 years old, and still learning about my place. My name is Jaina Solo, daughter of Han Solo and Leia Organa Solo, and sister of Jacen and Anakin Solo.

And right now, is not the time for romance or attraction to an older man (only 2 years older than I), but that's not the point. In theory, that's how my mother ended up with my dad. He was the handsome, dashing, cocky space pirate, with his roguish smile that broke my mother's cold, penetrable exterior. They fell in love because it was romantic to fall for someone who was uncivilized and unruly. However, the object of my contemplation is civilized - in the manner that he hasn't whisked me off my feet and threatened me to marry him. (My dad did that to my mom).

His name is Jagged Fel, 19-year-old nephew of Wedge Antilles. His mother, Syal Antilles, is Wedge's lost sister. I don't want to get into specifics, so this is the summary of Jag's life. Wedge's sister was an actress and wanted to make it big, so she left Wedge and her parents and took on a different persona. As her new persona, she met and fell in love with Soontir Fel. Soon, Syal had to confess Soontir that she wasn't who she was, but it didn't matter. He didn't care. He loved her and they married. Jag was raised among the Chiss, a non-estalgic society. But even though that was how he was brought up on Chiss, my impression of our first meeting was not what I expected of a Chiss man.

***

He drew himself up before me, straight of limb and muscularity taut, then snapped his head and upper body forward in a bow that was not as deep as that given the others, but was nonetheless respectful. "I am Jagged Fel." He straightened, and I started to blush as his green-eyed gaze raked my small body. "A Jedi too. Fascinating."

I know it's ironic, but I don't remember what he said after that, but I remember I smiled. ***

Fascinating. I'm a girl, born Jedi. What makes that fascinating? It was flattering to hear, but to people that know Jedi and respect them, it isn't very fascinating. However, on the other hand, the Chiss have been isolated for years from outside contact. Seeing a young female Jedi, that just so happens to be a Rogue pilot, would be fascinating. Right? At the ceremony to receive the Chiss fleet, he ignored the political dignitaries to introduce himself to me. His eyes raked my body, as if he's never seen a young girl before in his life. (Something, which is obviously false). But he is a mystery. There is no doubt about that.

Before, I had a small crush on Ganner, but it was nothing serious. I didn't flaunt it. I only thought he was handsome. Nothing else. Jag...he's...I don't know how to describe him.

Wait a minute!

What about how he insulted me on the Chimaera? He made a judgment based on my age, instead of who I am as a person. I didn't judge him, so it wasn't fair he judge me. We spat back and forth (correction, I spat. He was just trying to be nice and make conversation). I didn't really help. I know that. He probably thinks I'm a spoiled, stuck-up child because I rebuffed his compliments...repeatedly. Maybe it was unfair of me to shoot back his compliments. A compliment is a compliment, just like a meeting only a meeting, unless otherwise indicated.

Oh Force, listen to me!

This isn't the time to fall in love. I don't even really know him, besides his background. I can't be falling for him. I won't. How would it look to higher-ranking officers if it looked like I had a crush on a man, who was higher than I? No. I don't even want to think about the word. It's Sithspawn.

Focus, Jaina. You can't have your head fantasizing.

"I just can't."

TBC.