Star Wars - All Media Types+1
by Reputation
Rey begins her university studies at Starfighter University, and along the way, she finds herself gaining friends, lovers, knowledge and a reputation; whether it is good or bad, she can't decide.Regardless, she doesn't give a damn about her reputation.
1. Prologue
**Author's Note:**
> Pls go easy on me! > > This is my first fic and I'm super nervous but I really hope that you like this modern AU. I will give warning that some of the themes in this fic may be for more mature audiences, as it tackles topics such as social media bullying, sexual themes (consensual and otherwise), body image issues, anger issues and some non-graphic violence. > > Feel free to leave a comment! They are welcome, but moderated. If you have criticism pls keep it constructive! > > Without further ado, here is the fic. Enjoy it, leave a comment (or don't, totally up to you, my friend.) > > Thank you!
_December 1st 2017_
Rey paced back and forth across the living room of her small apartment, hands locked behind her neck. As she did, she eyed the envelope on her sea foam couch scornfully. It could be good news, or news that could ruin her everything. She wasn't sure which would be worse; opening it and finding out her dream is coming true, or opening it and finding out she'd be working at Plutt's Hut forever. She didn't dislike working at Plutt's Hut, she had very polite customers but an absolutely awful boss. Realistically, she knew her odds of having good news.
_"You have the makings of a stellar pilot, Rey,"_ that's what she'd be told all through her community college. She couldn't afford high school and moved around too much to attend, so she'd settled with community college to study her senior year again; properly this time. She knew she was more likely to have good news. Right?
She shook herself and took a deep breath. She grabbed the envelope, holding her breath as she ripped it open and delicately withdrew the letter.
_Dear Miss. Sanders,_
_We are writing to inform you that you have been accepted into the Bachelor of Aeronautical Engineering at Starfighter University, commencing February 19th 2018._
_Please inform us of confirmation for this study period, as soon as possible._
_Congratulations!_
_Regards,_
_Starfighter University's recruitment_
Rey blinked. She read it over again, and again until she saw stars. She let out the breath she'd been holding and lowered her hand.
"I got in," she murmured to the silence.
She then repeated herself louder, as if it would make the idea more tangible; like it would sound more real. And then the reality hit her.
_This is the beginning of the rest of my life ._
She let out an excited squeal, smiling so hard that she could have sworn her cheeks would burst. She turned, wrenching open her front door and padded down the hall to her landlord.
"Maz!" She shouted, rapping on the door loudly. A small, wrinkled old woman opened the door, adjusting oversized horn-rimmed glasses over wise eyes. She looked up from her 4'11" to meet Rey's eyes. Her eyes sparked with a curious and mischievous glint.
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