Disclaimer:  Anna, Annie, Danae, Mr and Mrs Walker, the teacher, and the class are my creation.  Everything else was made by the great George Lucas.

A/N In order to get anywhere in the story, until they are 13 a chapter is two years, except for this one which is one year.  Therefore, they are 9 in this chapter.

Chapter 2

Discovering Talents

Anna woke up at 6:00 a.m. on the first day of third grade.  No one else was up, so she walked downstairs quietly.  As she walked into the living room, she thought about her dream.  There had been Luke Skywalker and her at three years old.  But she had lived in an orphanage all her life, hadn't she?  She knew the story; her parents had died in an accident, along with her sisters, who had been triplets, if you counted Anna.  Wait a minute –her sisters?  Annie and Danae!  They must have been at the orphanage, and adopted, before her.  Hadn't Mrs. Walker said they were orphans too?  And they had the same birthday!  Alas, Anna didn't realize the lie her life at the orphanage had been.  That the only truth had been, Annie, Anna, and Danae were triplets.

Beep!  Beep!  Beep!  Annie's alarm went off at 6:30.  She slapped it.  Why was my alarm on?  She thought groggily.  Then she remembered.  Today's the first day of third grade!  She walked downstairs to find a very subdued Anna.  "Anna?  What's wrong?"  She asked quietly, sitting beside Anna on the couch.  Anna shook her head.  Nothing.  She told her telepathically through the Force.  Annie jumped.   "T-that wasn't out loud."  She said, shocked.

Danae hearing the word nothing from subconsciously reading Anna's mind, woke up.  Annie looked up, and put a finger to her lips.  "Danae's coming."  She said.

Danae walked downstairs.  "Hi, guys."  She said.  "Ready for school?"  Anna and Annie nodded.  Danae looked at Annie, then at herself.  "Anna may be, but we have to get dressed."  She told Annie.

Annie nodded, and they went upstairs, leaving Anna to her thoughts.  How did I do that?  Tell Annie nothing, without talking?  And what was my dream about?  Her mind whirled, questions racing through her brain, disappearing as soon as she thought them.

A couple of hours later, Anna, Annie, and Danae left for school.  Danae smiled at the other two.  "Race you."  She challenged.  "Hold on, did you remember the note?"  Anna asked.  When Danae nodded, Annie and Anna said in unison: "OK, you're on."

Laughing, they ran to the school.  "We tied!"  Anna called to the other two.  The bell rang, and they walked inside.  To everyone's surprise, the teacher was already there.  They were used to the teacher walking in, as they were just sitting down.  Danae walked up to the teacher, and gave her the note.  The teacher read it:

Anna, Annie, and Danae are authorized by myself and the principal to play in the gym at recess, because of the bullies.

            Julia Walker.

The teacher nodded, and recorded it.  Danae sat down with her sisters.  Anna noticed Jessi was in their class again.  The teacher told them to pair up in fours.  Danae paired with Anna and Annie, and Jessi approached them.

"What do you want?"  Danae asked icily.

Jessi winced.  "I'm really sorry for what I said last year.  May I pair with you three?"

Danae and Annie glanced at each other, then at Anna.  "Anna, you took the most offence from her.  What do you say?"  Danae said. 

"Well…"  Anna trailed off.

"Please?"  Jessi asked.

Anna looked at Annie, who was mouthing:  "She's sincere."

"All right."  Anna said.  "Want to move to the empty seat beside us?"  Annie asked.  "The teacher hasn't recorded the seating plan yet.  Sure."  Jessi said.  "What are you doing at recess?"

"Playing in the gym."

"Why?"

Anna looked at her.  "The question is deeper than the answer."

Jessi nodded.  "I was reading the New Jedi Order.  Vergere said that to Jacen Solo."

They stared at her.  "What happened to 'Only boys like Star Wars'?"

"I had a change of heart."  Jessi replied simply.

A/N I'm going to end it there.  It won't help the plot if I keep going.  Oh, and voxenking gets an invisible lightsaber, because he was right.