Gossip Girl Here-your one and only source into the scandalous lives of the Star High Students. It's the first day back to school, and some may think, there must be no drama yet! Wrong! There's a new student at Star High, Anakin Skywalker. Who is he? Who will he end up with? Only time will tell. You know you love me, Xoxo-Gossip Girl

"Anakin!" Shmi cried from the bottom of the stairs. Anakin Skywalker laid comfortably in his bed, covered by only one thin sheet. "You better be ready by the time I get up there! Qui Gon is spending good money sending you to this private school!"

"Alright Mother, I get it." Anakin said with a grunt, as he twisted in his sheets. The young Jedi was excited for this moment, to finally get an education, but did it really have to start this early? Anakin wouldn't dare keep his mother waiting, however, and slowly slid off the sheet. The young Jedi pulled himself from his cot, staring at it longingly as if it could somehow pull him back into it's gentle embrace. As soon as it came to his teenage senses that no such thing could ever occur, he decided just to get ready. Anakin quickly pulled his Jedi robes from the top of his dresser, and fastened them onto his slim, yet muscular body. "Being a Jedi sure did have it's perks," Anakin told himself with a sly smile. Within a few minutes, Anakin had brushed his teeth, fixed his Padawan braid, and had made it back down the stairs to where Qui Gon had been waiting for him.

"Ready to go?" Qui Gon asked, motioning his arm to the doorway. Anakin gave his mother a soft kiss, before exiting through the door. Qui Gon followed after him, and the two boarded into his sleek, chrome Cruiser that waited beside the Skywalker residence. Obi Wan had been waiting patiently for them in the cockpit, and took off right as the two other men boarded. Qui Gon quickly took the reigns, however, and let Obi Wan tell Anakin what school would be like.

"Star High is pretty nice I guess. I mean, there is some drama here and there, but other then that, everything is all good. Just stick with the Jedi group, and don't mix with the Senators. They're all really stuck up, and all they do is talk about their stupid parties and trouble. Oh, and stay away from anyone or anything that is involved with the Gossip Girl." Anakin's crystal blue eyes widened. Who or what was this Gossip Girl?

"What's this Gossip Girl?" Anakin asked, struggling to keep a straight face. Obi Wan looked at him angrily, and Anakin could tell that whatever this was, was serious.

"Gossip Girl-where could I even begin. Nobody knows who it is, but everyone has some sort of speculation." Obi Wan started slowly, and Anakin leaned in closer, waiting for the secret that Obi Wan held back to be revealed. "Whoever it is, however, has the ability to spread everything about everyone in the matter of seconds! Here, I'll show you." Obi Wan pulled his space-talker from the pocket of his robe and fumbled with the keyboard. "Look. They already know about you!" Obi Wan exclaimed, as he shoved the blinking screen of his phone in Anakin's face. Anakin scanned the letters carefully. "How did they already know who he was?" He asked himself. Obi Wan had basically read his mind, and announced, "Well, this Gossip Girl sure knows everything!"

"They sure do." Anakin added unenthused. The pair talked more about the school; most of it about the Jedi sports teams that one could join. Before long, the Cruiser had halted to a fast stop. Anakin's eyes scanned his new surroundings from a small rectangular window. Nothing really special; a large, brick building lined with a variety of different speeders. Obi Wan slung his blue book-bag over his shoulder, and pranced out of the ship and towards the school.

"You coming?" he called from over his shoulder. Anakin waved Qui Gon goodbye, and set off after Obi Wan, who was already halfway to the entrance of the school. The light brown-headed Jedi dodged several Speeders as he struggled to catch up with his slightly older friend. It did not take long to catch up with him, and soon enough Anakin and Obi Wan moved together into the school. His Jedi friend lead him through the crowded hallways, packed with people of different species and different social groups. "Now, this is your locker." Obi Wan announced, pounding the beige-colored metal containment unit. "The code is on the bottom of the lock-just tear it off when you're done opening it. If not, someone might steal your stuff." Anakin bent down to the floor, accidentally tapping Obi Wan's brown boots in the process. He didn't care though, and Anakin moved a hand toward the sticker below his lock. He tore it off, and studied it carefully. "33-5-888." Anakin told himself, as he inputted the combination to his locker. He opened it with a quick pull of the lock, and Obi Wan handed over his books that he had kept in his backpack.

"Thank you, my kind friend." Anakin said with a smile as he stood up. Obi Wan handed him a paper as he came up, and Anakin stared at it confusingly. It was marked with a chart, that was labeled with several different names and numbers that Anakin knew nothing of. "What is this?"

"Your schedule. Qui Gon tried his best to get us into as many classes together as he could. We have most of the same ones, but I'm going to Naboo History Honors right now, and you will be going to Politics I." Obi Wan said with a sigh. "It's over there." his Jedi friend announced, pointing to one of the many doors that lined the hallway. "Good luck. And remember what I said. No Gossip Girl. No Senators."

"Got it, thanks." Anakin said with a smile. He held his books tightly in one hand, and held them beside the side of his body. Anakin swiftly moved towards the classroom, and flung the door open right before the bell rang. The entire class looked at him, questionable stares mocking him far and wide. He stumbled towards one of the vacant seats in the back; sitting beside a pretty looking brown-haired girl. She glanced over at him as he lowered his books down onto his desk, and took his seat in the wobbly chair.

"Hi, I'm Padme-you must be new..." Padme chirped. Anakin looked at her, unaware of her high class in the school. She seemed very polite, and he thought nothing wrong of her. She could not be involved with any of that dump Gossip Girl crap, or with the Senators group.

"I'm Anakin..." he started, before she cut him off as quickly as their discussion had begun.

"Skywalker." she said with a slight smile. "I've heard about you. You were all over Gossip Girl you know. Everyone has been a bit anxious about your arrival. It's been awhile since we got a hot new guy in our school, and a lot of people have had their hopes up that you could fill that spot."

"Well did you?" Anakin questioned. He stared deep into her hazelish eyes, and awaited an answer. She stumbled with her words a bit, but finally got the right ones out.

"For a matter of fact, I have. And I was definitely not let down." Padme announced with a smile. Anakin could feel his face turning as bright as a tomato, but she didn't seem to notice, or mind. "So..." she started, before being cut off by the teacher. "We'll talk later. Hey, why don't you just come to my locker after class. I want to learn a bit more about you."

"Sure!" Anakin replied. "First day, already one hot girl spoken to." Anakin told himself. "She seemed awfully nice too." he told himself. His thoughts were soon drowned out by the voice of the teacher, who commanded her students to listen to her thoughts for what seemed like eternity. The bell finally rang, lucky enough for Anakin, who had found himself doodling pictures that looked like Padme on his binder. He tore out of his seat at the sound, and followed closely behind Padme; the pair made their way to her locker. "So, this is it." Anakin said, as he pounded lightly on it.

"Yes it is!" Padme announced. "So, where you from?" she asked as she turned the dial on her lock.

"Tatooine..." Anakin chirped as he felt a familar hand on his shoulder. He turned around to face Obi Wan, a somewhat frustrated look on his face. "Padme, this is my friend Obi Wan..."

"Nice to see you." Obi Wan said somewhat rudely. "Now come on Anakin, we can't be late for our Midi-Chlorian lesson from Mr. Windu!" Obi Wan said with what seemed to be a fake-happy tone. He tugged Anakin away from Padme's locker, barely giving Anakin and Padme a chance to exchange waves.

"What was that about?" Anakin asked angrily as Obi Wan lead him to Mr. Windu's class. "She was really nice, and hot at that. And she seemed really into me..."

"Anakin, I told you. Padme is one of the most popular Senators in this place. Actually, she is one of the most popular people in this place; and one of the things she's most known for is being on Gossip Girl. And besides, she would have made you late for class!" The two made their way to Mr. Windu's class, and found their seats in the room. The lesson quickly started, and they were immediately sucked into it, unknowing of Gossip Girl's newest update.

So far, first day has been a good one for Anakin Skywalker- young Jedi stud. Is there something going on between him and Padme Naberrie already, or will overprotective bestie Obi Wan Kenobi keep the two apart? It's not even lunch-time yet, and it doesn't seem like anything will be cooling down soon. Don't worry, I'll be watching. Signing out for now, Xoxo-Gossip Girl