Hidden From View

No wonder I have only gotten 4 reviews. I'm like number sixty on the third page. But I'm very thankful to those who have reviewed. At least I know that someone likes my writing. Anyway, I'm writing this with a horrible headache, but, I'm gonna get this next chapter up.

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Chapter 3:

Obi-wan and Qui-gon walked silently down the appointed street on the paper. They had just been to all the information outlets and libraries in this part of the city. Obi's felt like his eyes were going to pop from all the reading he had done. Qui-gon was walking serenely a step ahead of his padawan. Then, as they passed the last street before the house, they heard a bunch of giggling and saw three girls turning the corner towards the house. Obviously, the tallest was Nebaroshe' carrying a couple of dresses on hangers. The next tallest was a blond girl about a foot shorter than Nebaroshe' was chatting away about practically everything. The other girl was a few inches shorter and slightly smiling. Nebaroshe' suddenly turned and waved at the two Jedi. The smallest girl shank behind Nebaroshe', while the blond started waving too.

"Hello, did you have a successful trip around the city?" asked Nebaroshe' sweetly.

"Yes, it was." Qui-gon stated serenely. Obi-wan just stared with glazed eyes. The blond started to giggle, until Nebaroshe' nudged her.

"Oh, excuse me for forgetting. This giggly blond here is Stella, one of the orphans at home. And the one that is hiding behind me is M'Gradalon'maloniec, or Gradal for short. She's shy around strangers and another orphan." explained Nebaroshe' introducing the younger girls. That was when they felt a force ping coming from somewhere nearby. Both Obi-wan and Qui-gon looked at one another in surprise. The source was quickly covered up and neither Jedi could tell what direction it came from or where. The young girls were looking curiously at Obi-wan and Qui-gon. Even Gradal showed some intrest peaking out from behind Nebaroshe's leg.

"Well, we mustn't keep your foster mother waiting." Said Qui-gon walking down the street with Obi-wan in tow. Nebaroshe', Stella and Gradal hurried up to keep in pace with the Jedi.

A short while later they reached a turbolift that would take them up to the house. As they were climbing in, the group was joined by two boys of about eight years old. They were arguing over a game of some sort.

"Lando is the white-haired, pale-skinned kid on the right. The other one is Ben." Nebaroshe' whispered in Obi-wan's ear. "Their best friends, but still orphans." Obi-wan nodded and relayed it to Qui-gon who then tried to break up the fight, to no avail.

Several minuets later, they stepped out on a large sweeping lawn, perfectly kept up with sunlight streaming though the skylights. Only two children were playing a game of tag. One was a 4-year-old Twi'lek girl, with blue skin and the other was a strawberry blond boy, obviously and vigorously chasing after her.

"Carikin, Neshar! Come here before you get hurt!" called Nebaroshe' to the younger children.

"And your one to talk." Said Lando getting snickers out of Ben. Nebaroshe' glared at them, in which Ben not very cleverly disguised his laughter as a cough.

"Is Madame home yet?" she asked the two youngest children.

"No." replied Neshar, shaking his freckled head.

"Yes." Came a voice from behind.

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Enter the evil foster Mother!!! Not saying that they are all that way.

Whee! The Wonderfully Wide World of Caffinated Tea! Sorry I'm going crazy. Well I am loopy right now running purely on Green Tea!!!!! LALALA LAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! This is my third cup!!!!!!! *hits myself on the head* Oops. I do have a crazy side, and you just saw it. Anyway, I still need ideas, so keep posting them or e-mailing them to me. My address is on my author Bio, and if you want to use my characters, please ask! As long as you ask and don't claim ownership, I'll let you use any of them. Keep Reviewing Please!!!!

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