Song- Call out my name- The Weeknd

Kylo road up the chairlift. His black skis were sharp as razors. He glanced at the man next to him. 

"Hux, what did Snoke tell you to do today?" 

"Why do you care?"

"Cause I want to know." He curled a lip. "Shrimp."

"Fine." Hux huffed. "He said that we should just get a feel for the hill. The Olympic ceremony is tonight. You have been elected as the flag bearer again." Kylo rolled his eyes. 

"You know I hate that job." Kylo complained. 

"Yeah what ever." Hux pulled out his red Iphone. 

They got to the top of the hill and split their ways. Hux went straight to the pipe and Kylo made his way to the terrain park. 

He stood near the top. As a halfpiper, he had needed to learn the arts of Alpine and freestyle prior to becoming a halfpiper. 

He stuck his poles into the ground and bent his body in half. Then he pushed off and took each jump and landed with accuracy and speed. He made it to the Halfpipe and looked around.

Hux was at the bottom and he gave him the signal. Kylo pushed into the pipe and performed his run. 

"How was it?" He asked Hux when he hit the bottom. 

"It was.... your normal?" Hux sighed. 

"So amazing?" Kylo smirked. 

Hux punched his arm. "You do realize your big head is going to cost you some day." 

"Yeah well for now it stays intact." Kylo skate skied to the bottom of the lift. Hux sighed again and then loaded up beside Kylo.

"Isn't that how you lost the cute british chick?" Hux questioned. 

Kylo rolled his eyes. "No. She left for Britian or Austrian or where ever, and we lost contact." He shrugged. 

"Uh huh." Hux knocked his skis together to get the snow off. 

"Seriously," Kylo looked around the resort. "Plus Phas called me the next morning with that whole no time for dating only training." 

Hux smirked. "Perks to actually be dating the trainer. None of those rules apply." 

Kylo sneered. "What ever man." 

They got to the top and made their runs. Hux's slim bendable body worked in time with the powerful music blasting through his earbuds. 

Kylo ran through his mental checklist. Flip, spiral, screw, helicopter, 580. His brain was working in overdrive. 

He slapped his helmet. Phas stood behind him. "OK Ky." Her stern features were trained on Hux. "I want beauty. Perfection." She was filling Snoke's place perfectly. Their old coach had passed away mysteriously with Hux, Kylo, and Phasma as the only witnesses. 

They had agreed that Phasma would take over as trainer and Kylo would run the business, Hux would be the guy behind the scenes.

Kylo nodded. "Sounds like my normal." 

She sighed. "Buddy. You are America's badboy but please." She cracked a small smile. 

He smirked and dropped in. His helicopters and everything were beautiful. Phasma met them at the bottom of the hill. 

"Boys you did perfect." She clapped her boyfriend on the back. 

Kylo smirked and then walked to the waiting limo. "I need to head out." He waved to the pair and slid into the seat.

"Where to sir?" 

Kylo looked out the window and watched a brunette walking to the American tent. 

"Sir?" 

"The Hotel." Kylo absentmindedly ordered. The girl looked familiar. Then she turned and looked at him. 

Her face screwed up and her mouth dropped open. 

Rey. The girl was Rey.