School went by super quick the next day for both Rey and Ben and they were soon home. It was 4.30 and Rey was getting organized for Kylo coming. But it's not liked her apartment was messy anyways. She hoped he appreciated her apartment and didn't make fun of her because if he did then that would be him tossed out on his ass.

Ben was making his way to Reys house it was 4.45 so he decided to get going. He was finding this very awkward especially saying as they had a fight before. Oh, this wasn't going to go very well.

Knock, knock!

Rey heard the door must be Kylo she thought as she walked to the door and opened it and she was right it was Kylo.

"Hi Kylo, come in."

"Hi."

They both walked into the living room and Rey moved the coffee table over so they could work from it. She went into her room leaving Kylo on the sofa so she could retrieve a sketch book and stationery. Kylo was very nervous this situation was very weird, and he knew with one wrong move his head would be bitten off.

"Ok so any ideas?" she asked as she sat down beside him.

"Painting maybe? But of who?"

"Well Mr Yoda said we could do anything so that means we could do anyone right?"

"Yeah...."

"Be right back then." Rey hopped up and went back into her bedroom. She picked up the picture of her foster mum and went back to join Kylo.

"Can we paint her please?"

"Jyn Erso?" Kylo read the frame" Who's she?" He knew it was her old foster mum because Phasma had said but he wanted to hear it from her because Phasma wasn't exactly a reliable source.

"She was my foster mum when I was little."

"Oh, ok then I guess we could do a painting of her."

"Great but it needs something you want on it too."

"What about some first order ships?" 

"Erm yeah we could have maybe erm the death star, tie fighters and battlecruisers as well."

"Sounds good."

"So, canvas then?"

"Yeah."

"Want to do a sketch together to get a rough idea of what we want?"

"Yeah sounds cool."

Kylo and Rey sketched for ages altering and adjusting until the sketch was perfect.

"Finished!"

"Finally, it looks good though."

"Yeah it does."

They sat back on the sofa together and sighed in unison. Reys arm was killing so she got up and went into the bedroom and got her arm wraps and wrapped them around her wrist and hand. She used to wear her wrappings whilst scavenging in the scrap yard, so it wasn't weird for her it felt like coming home almost. 

Kylo looked at her hand weirdly when he saw she had wrapped it.

"What?!" She moaned at him.

"Why did you wrap your hand?"

"Cos, I did criky!"

Kylo decide to change the subject to dive out of an argument ready to happen.

"So, you use to know Phasma then I take it?"

"Yeah we were best friends until we stopped seeing each other at the end of year 6."

"Was she a good friend?"

"Yeah we were always with each other." Rey smiled sadly.

Kylo nodded his head. Poor Rey he thought.

"So, your Han Solo's son then?"

"Yeah....what about it?"

"He was an amazing smuggler and rebellion fighter."

He shrugged, "I guess so."

"My foster mam spoke about him allot. Say's he was a very nice man. She wasn't on missions with him much though she was on missions with Cassian usually."

"Who's Cassian?" 

"He was a rebellion fighter like my foster mum, and they were always on missions together then they eventually fell in love, but Cassian died in a car accident before I was fostered."

"Oh, I will have to ask my dad if he knew them."

"Yeah." She smiled.

Kylo didn't want to pry any more than he had. He was thankful that she had told him a bit about her foster mum. Nobody knew about her parents though the real ones. Maybe she would tell him eventually. Hopefully.

"Bye then I better get going before my mam kills me." this made Rey chuckle.

"Ok then bye Kylo."

"Bye Rey."

Kylo left and Rey cleaned up. Rey then had a thought did he call her Rey? Omg he did!