Trouble and more Trouble

Disclaimer: not mine

Carle Raines was not one most people would consider a friend. Even though she was very pretty, brown hair and brown eyes, no one liked her. She didn't have a boy friend and she had very little real friends. But even though she was a loner she was quite a spitfire.

Carle groaned a she sat up. She was sitting in a soft bed with white sheets. The walls were plain white, and so was the ceiling. The floor was a dull gray.

This defiantly was NOT her room. She had red sheets and black walls. The door off to the right of her bed opened. A boy about 11 stuck his head though the small crack. He had sand bleached blonde hair and bright blue eyes. A strange pigtail braid hung down behind his right ear. The door was pushed open even farther to revile a man with a look of exasperation on his face.

"Master, she's awake." The boy whispered to the older man.

"Yes. And I do believe that it is you who as waken her." The man replied.

He stepped up to her bed and smiled down at her. "Hello, young one. How are you feeling?" he asked.

Carle stared up at him. A frown etched firmly on her face. What the heck did he just call me young? Aww no I think not. Carle thought to herself. "Fine thank you…" she hesitated.

"Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. And this is my apprentice Anakin Skywalker." He replied.

"Thank you, Master Kenobi. If you don't mind me asking what the blazes happened to me!" she asked looking around now that her mind was beginning to un-fog. She was in some type of medical ward.

Obi-wan frowned, "I found you unconscious just out side the Temple. You had a head wound so I brought you here. You've been out for two days. "

"TWO DAYS! OH MY GOD! MY PARENTS WILL FREAK! AND I HAVE GYMNASTICS TONIGHT! AHHHHHH! COACH WILL HAVE A FREAKING COW! I'VE GOT TO GET HOME! OH MY GOD COACH IS GONNA-" she franticly cried as she stood and started rummaging around for her clothes.

"M'lady, please calm down! We can get you home. Now what is your name and where do you live?" Obi-Wan said trying to calm down the frantic girl.

Carle took a deep breath. "Okay. My name is Carle Raines. I live in Norfolk, Virginia. I'm a member of the national gymnastic team, and I'm the only American winner of the World archery competition. I was born on July 27, 1988. I'm seventeen years old and I'm a junior at Stonebridge Christian Academy. And I have nooooo earthly idea how or why I'm here." She finished with a dramatic sigh.

"Virginia? I've never heard of Virginia. What planet is it on?" Obi-Wan asked puzzled.

"WHAT ARE YOU NUTS! You've never heard of Virginia! How can you not have! And what planet is it on! Like man, there is only ,like, one planet suitable for life in the Solar system, and, man, that's, like, Earth. Hello!" she said unconsciously slipping in to her hippie talk.

"Earth? Well we'll have to talk to the Council about this. But for now you are staying here. So welcome to Coruscant, Carle Raines." Obi- Wan told her.

"Um thanks. Could you um help me find my clothes and gym bag please? Um I kinda need to get dressed." She said smiling sheepishly.

"Yes. I do believe the healers put them in the wardrobe." Obi-Wan replied walking over to it. He pulled out a black and pink flowered gym bag. It had the initials CMR sewn on the front. "Is this it?" he asked holding it up.

"Um yeah thanks. Now if you could um.." she motioned towards the door.

"Yes. Of course. We'll be just out side if something is wrong." Obi-Wan told her as he handed her the bag before he turned to leave. Anakin flashed her a grin and followed his master out.

Carle sighed. This was gonna be a long next few months. She set the gym bag on the bed and opened it. Inside were a pair of jeans, her black leotard, a black wrap, dance shoes, a long sleeve shirt, a sleeveless shirt, a corny looking dance skirt, several pairs of socks, a sweater, her wrist braces for bars, a can of hairspray, and a bunch of other odds and ends. Well no wonder Ashley thought I had a full gym bag. I mean really I do. All I'm missing is my toothbrush and pillow and I'd be ready to go on a long adventure. Which is kinda ironic if you ask me. Oh snap out of it ,Carle, stop talking to yourself.'

Carle shook her head and looked back to her bag. She sighed and pulled out her jeans and shirt that had 'TTT' COACH stamped across the front. Slipping into her clothes she pulled a bottle of hairspray out of her bag. "Always thought this would come in handy." She muttered as she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and then soaked it with hairspray.

Carle blinked several times as the air cleared. She smirked. Well at least she was free to act like a complete goon because she did not have to live up to her titles now. "HAHAHAHAHA." She cackled gleefully as she opened the door. The next couple of months/years would be fun.

A/N okay this is a bit of fun that me and a couple of my friends at gym thought up so I hope you enjoy. Oh by the way all the places you see in the story are real. And I am basing Carle on my goals and myself. And I really have all that stuff in my gym bag.