Leila hurried through the maze of hallways in the Temple and to one of the small, high ceiling chambers that was used for training. She slipped in and saw her Master, Obi Wan and a white haired boy called Bruck Chun.

Obi Wan and Bruck where in the training ring with several blocks scattered randomly over the floor. Both boys where blind folded and their lightsabers where clashing hard. The blindfolds made them have to use their knowledge of the Force to see the blocks and keep track of the other.

Just as Leila slipped in, Obi Wan delivered a searing strike to Bruck's neck.

Leila winced and dimpled a smile. Bruck was often rude to Obi Wan and one more than one occasion, he had gotten on the wrong side Leila. She had delivered several beatings to the older boy and as a result, had been called to the Council Chamber several times.

"That was a lucky blow!" shouted Bruck.

Obi Wan hadn't known who he was fighting until that moment. He had been led into the room, blindfolded. Now he realized who it was. Like Obi Wan, Bruck was one of the oldest apprentices in the Temple. And also like Obi Wan, Bruck hoped to be a Jedi Knight.

"Bruck," said Yoda calmly. "Leave your blindfold on. A Jedi needs not his eyes to see."

But Obi Wan heard and Leila saw, Bruck's blindfold hit the floor. And his voice was choked with fury. "You clumsy oaf!"

Obi Wan simply stood there calmly, not moving.

"Calm yourself, you will!" Yoda warned Bruck in a sharp tone Leila rarely heard him use. And she knew he had never used it with her.

Though Obi Wan not moving, Leila could feel his struggle. Like every student in the Temple, Obi Wan had a weakness. Every day, he struggled to control his anger and fear. The Temple was a test of character as much as skill.

Bruck struggled with anger as well. But it was an anger that was much deeper than Obi Wan's. Bruck's anger often turned into an uncontrollable rage. He also held grudges. His grudge with Obi Wan had begun a year ago, when Obi Wan had stumbled in a corridor. As he had stumbled, he had caused Bruck to fall as well. Bruck had felt that Obi Wan had done it on purpose and Bruck's dignity was very important to him. Since that day he had called Obi Wan an oaf, then it had turned into Oafy Wan.

He had made the mistake of saying one too many times around Leila and she had given him a through trashing for it. Then she had gone straight to the Council chamber, where Mace and Yoda had been and told them what she had done. She had not apologized for she had not been sorry for the thrashing. But she had apologized for loosing her temper.

Obi Wan couldn't stand the name. Because he felt it was true. He felt that his body was growing too fast. He couldn't seem to catch up with his long legs and large feet.

"Come on, Oafy," Bruck taunted. "See if you can hit me again! One last time, before they throw you out of the Temple!"

A tight look came over Leila's face. She was very protective of Obi Wan and him of her. Neither of them tolerated someone else making fun of the other. She saw a muscle jump in Obi Wan's cheek.

"Bruck, enough!" said Yoda. "Learn to lose as well as win, a Jedi must. Go to your room, you will."

Obi Wan was struggling to ignore Bruck's words. In four weeks, he would be thirteen and would have to leave the Temple. If he did not become a Padawan in four weeks, he'd be too old. He was afraid he'd never become a Jedi Knight. The fear angered him. He raised his lightsaber. "You don't have to send him away, Master Yoda," he said. "I'm not afraid to fight him without his blindfold."

Leila stepped closer. She masked her presence with the Force, drawing neither Bruck nor Obi Wan's attention. She looked at her Master.

Yoda saw her and hesitated.

Leila shook her head. It would not be wise to do such a thing and she knew it.

Color blazed in Bruck's cheeks and his ice blue eyes narrowed.

After a long moment, Yoda said, "All right. Continue. Much to learn, you have. Use the blindfolds, you must."