Disclaimer: I am not the best of writers. If this story seems farfecthed, hey it's sci-fi. What's doesn't seem farfetched before you think about it.
Twenty-five minutes left. I have twenty-five minutes
left.
Twenty-five minutes of glares and dirty looks from
my classmates. When my family said the Imperial
Academy would be hard for me, I don't think they meant
socially.
It's not that I'm unpopular. I've had dates to all
the banquets. Being one of the few females in my class,
it could probably be expected.
Twenty minutes. It's not my fault I finish my tests
early and know what the teachers are talking about.
I was born in space, grew up in space, and will probably
die there.
Most of what they teach here at the Academy I
already knew, which is why I was moved up in the class
ranks. Even then the classes are not challenging
enough but the administration isn't willing to give a
woman that much credit.
Fifteen minutes. Now my partner is finished. We are
still the only ones. We help each other study. My
partner had improved his efficiency greatly ever since
I showed a couple of studying techniques.
I also convinced him not to be so proud when he
didn't understand something and ask the teacher. The
two of us are tied for being at the top of our class.
I've overheard our instructors praising the two of us
to other teachers.
Ten minutes. Now the rest of my team is done. We
are the best in the class. We are at the top of the
entire student body.
Our instructor has just informed me and my
partner, that we have been specially asked for, for
placement as officers.
Five minutes. I and my partner are to report to
Governor Tarkin. It was a well known fact that he was
here looking at us cadets to be placed on his ship. We
are to be taken to the ship called the Death Star. We
have been placed in the most coveted assignment among
the upper classes. The two of us are stunned.
"Class dismissed."
Twenty-five minutes left. I have twenty-five minutes
left.
Twenty-five minutes of glares and dirty looks from
my classmates. When my family said the Imperial
Academy would be hard for me, I don't think they meant
socially.
It's not that I'm unpopular. I've had dates to all
the banquets. Being one of the few females in my class,
it could probably be expected.
Twenty minutes. It's not my fault I finish my tests
early and know what the teachers are talking about.
I was born in space, grew up in space, and will probably
die there.
Most of what they teach here at the Academy I
already knew, which is why I was moved up in the class
ranks. Even then the classes are not challenging
enough but the administration isn't willing to give a
woman that much credit.
Fifteen minutes. Now my partner is finished. We are
still the only ones. We help each other study. My
partner had improved his efficiency greatly ever since
I showed a couple of studying techniques.
I also convinced him not to be so proud when he
didn't understand something and ask the teacher. The
two of us are tied for being at the top of our class.
I've overheard our instructors praising the two of us
to other teachers.
Ten minutes. Now the rest of my team is done. We
are the best in the class. We are at the top of the
entire student body.
Our instructor has just informed me and my
partner, that we have been specially asked for, for
placement as officers.
Five minutes. I and my partner are to report to
Governor Tarkin. It was a well known fact that he was
here looking at us cadets to be placed on his ship. We
are to be taken to the ship called the Death Star. We
have been placed in the most coveted assignment among
the upper classes. The two of us are stunned.
"Class dismissed."
