~That night-Dining Hall~
"Ok, so those guys over there
are the mechanic Jedi.." said a short blonde girl Jedi. She had her hair
pulled up into two balls on her head and the rest of her her long knee
length hair flowing out of them. Padmé smiled at how cute the hairstyle
looked on her.
"Mechanic Jedi?? What does
that mean?" Padmé asked her new friend as they took a seat in the
large dinning hall.
The small girl smiled a bit.
"Well, they are always in the main hangers fiddling with the tools and
working on their starships or speeders. Most of us just refer to them as
the mechanic Jedi."
Padmé laughed and
smiled at her. "I see.. and who are those Jedi referred to?" she said pointing
to a smaller group of teenage Jedi.
The girls' eyes lit up. "Those
are the more popular Jedi."
"Popular?"
"Heh, yea!"
"I didn't think you Jedi
had a 'popular' crowd. I always thought that material things didn't really
matter once you became a Jedi."
"Oh well you're right. It's
just that they are the more rebelious group. They also have awsome Masters!
Not saying that all the other masters are bad, but most of those guys have
Masters from the Jedi Council or a really well known Master. They mostly
date their own crowd as well." she finished looking down at her plate of
food.
"You guys can date!?" Padmé
asked in shock.
"Shhh! Keep it down. No,
we don't really 'date' date. I mean there are a lot of couples, but we
make sure our Masters never find out. Or at least we TRY to."
"Wow, Serena. You have such
an interesting life! I mean, If I wasn't in the Senate I would have definately
tried to become a Jedi!" Padmé joked to the other girl.
Serena grinned and nudged
her in the ribs. "Oh come on! My life is so boring! All we ever do is work
and do exercises and duel. You must have a way better life."
Padmé sighed and dropped
her fork. "I only wish. Senate life is just as tedious, I assure you!"
Serena shrugged her shoulders
and chewed slowly on her food. She swallowed and asked, "So, how long are
you staying in the Jedi Temple?"
"Umm, about 2 weeks. Maybe
more. It all depends on how long it takes for the treaty to be signed by
the Council and a few choice Jedi Knights."
"Oh ok. Well that's great!
I'm so glad they put you in the room next to mine! I haven't met many visitors
here. They usually get rooms down by the Healers and I never see them."
"Yes. I actually requested
a room down by the girls' rooms. I'm trying to get acquainted with everyone
so that I don't stand out like such a sore thumb."
Two other girls joined their
table and Serena introduced them to Padmé. They were around the
same age as her, in their early twenties. They all chatted for a few more
minutes and Padmé felt more at ease with herself and her surroundings.
Maybe
this trip won't be as bad as I thought it would be! I'm suprized I actually
made friends in the first day and didn't have to wonder the halls alone.
she thought to herself.
"Does anyone know where the
'fresher would be?" Padmé suddenly said.
Tinga pointed behind her
and said, " Yea. It's all the way down there and take a right. It's the
door with the pink lightsabre not blue."
Padmé thanked her
and smiled. She stood up and began walking toward the 'fresher. She looked
at each table as she passed. There were tables with other species and aliens
as well as old men and women and young children. When she had finished
in the 'fresher she was passing the 'popular Jedi' table when a man stood
up. She tried to step to the side to let him through, but she was too slow
and collided into his chest.
"Oh, I'm really sorry!" he
apologized looking down at her.
She looked up at the tall
blonde man. "YOU again!!" she yelled.
He began to chuckle. "I see
you are still walking into people!"
"For your information, I
was walking perfectly fine until you came along and decided to stand up!"
"So now I'm not allowed to
get out of my chair?"
"I'm not saying that, but
next time YOU watch were YOU are going, alright!?"
Padmé made a low growling
noise, turned on her heals and walked back to her table. Under her breath,
she muttered, "I hate that kid. I hate that kid..."
"Padmé! What happened
there? You flipped out on HIM!!" Serena said in utter shock.
"So what? He deserved it.
He got in MY way then he blamed it on ME!" she said in retaliation.
"But, do you know who you
just yelled at!?" Tinga butted in.
"I don't care! I don't want
to know his name. I don't want to hear about him at all. He's just an annoying
guy. Who knows how he ever became a Jedi." Padmé said as they all
stood up to put away their dishes.
"But-" Tinga protested.
"It's ok, Tinga. Just forget
about it," Serena whispered to her friend.
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