I am re-doing this fic, like all my others since I first did it when I was like 10…so it's not that good. I still like the plot…but that is all I like about it! WARNING: There is bad language in this fic, if you can't handle it, please don't read. So here it is, I hope you like it! Please R&R…I'm looking for a beta reader

Christina was on her bed crying for what seemed to be the 5 time this week alone. It was all because of her family! They hated her, she knew it, and they treated her like dirt! Although, dirt she was not. She had long beautiful blonde hair that reached down to the small of her back. Christina wasn't one for hairdryers or special products, so her hair wasn't anything "special", at least to her. She didn't even need to brush it; it just seemed to fall into place. Her shin was fair in colour with brilliant, bright blue eyes. She weighted around 135 pounds even thought there wasn't a moment when she wasn't stuffing her face in. (A.N. That sounds so much like me ). The door of her bedroom flew open and distracted Christina from her crying.

"Chris! Why are you crying? Our guests are gonna be here any minute! There's no time for crying!" Her father cried.

"Ya ya. I'll be there in a minute," Christina said wiping away her tears. Just before she got to the door she looked at her poster of Qui-Gon, Darth Mual and her all time favorite person - Obi-Wan. She loved Star Wars and had watched all the movies she could get her hands on. She must have seen each movie like 2000 times! She looked at Obi-Wan and almost cried again. She knew she could never have him…

'God I'm crazy!' She thought as she walked out the door.

Christina went into her room to think. Her parents were outside saying good bye to the guests that were just here which, would take about an hour. Suddenly her face turned into a classic version of the "psycho look".

"I can run away! It's better then being here,"

She took out her backpack and quickly started to throw things in it. She put in all her pairs of underwear, bra's and socks that she owned. Some shirts were also thrown into the mix; she was already wearing a pair of black baggy jeans and a black zip-up hoddie. She knew that she could wear those two items for at least two weeks before washing- if need be. The last item put in was a picture of Obi-Wan she downloaded/printed when her dad wasn't looking. She wanted to take the bigger picture of him with Darth and Qui but she knew it wouldn't fit in her bag. She put on her shoes which were $100.00 (they were the best thing that she owned).

'I swear dad was drunk when I got him to buy me these' Christina thought.

She turned toward her most important thing that she had in the whole world. "I will miss you my picture," She said as she kissed the face of Obi- Wan. The next thing she knew, she was being sucked into the picture!

"AAAAAHHHHH! What the fuck is happening? " And with that she got sucked in.

"Ohh," She groaned holding her head, "Where am I?"

"You should lie down and get some rest!" A man shouted coming in the room, pushing her back down towards the bed.

"Who are you?" She asked. She squinted at the figure trying to get a better look, "Holly crap! Obi-Wan!" She cried.

"How did you know my name?" Obi-Wan asked with an awestruck look on his face.

"My young Padawan, have I taught you nothing?" Qui-Gon sighed, "Can't you see it?"

"See what," Obi-Wan said sitting in a chair located beside Christina's bed.

"She has the force!" Qui-Gon said as he grabbed Obi-Wan's shoulders to see if he was awake.

"What the fuck! I don't have the force!" Christina yelled jumping up out of the bed, almost hitting Obi-Wan in the process, "I mean… cough cough I wish I had it… who wouldn't?"

"What does fuck mean?" Obi-Wan asked in his sexy voice of his. He had this really cute looking confused look on his face.

Christina giggled as Qui-Gon had a slight blush creeping across his face (she knew that Qui-Gon must have thought of fuck in its other term).

Qui-Gon cleared his throat and said, "That does not matter right now Obi-Wan, she has the force. I am certain of this. We must go to see the Jedi consul to see what they think on this matter,"

"What is your name?" Obi-Wan asked grabbing Christina's hand.

Christina blushed a bit 'Holly crap! Obi is touching me! He is holding my hand! OK, play it cool girl, you don't wanna blow it' she thought.

"My name is Christina," She squeaked. 'Dammit!' "Wait a sec! How did you guys find me?"

"It was I who found you Christina," Obi-Wan started, "I was out walking in the gardens when I saw someone lying there..."

Flashback- Obi-Wan's pov.

'who is this girl lying down in the gardens, she is unknown to me. By the force! She is unconscious… I must bring her to Master Qui-Gon; he will know what to do. What are all these cuts and bruise's doing on her. This poor girl, something must be wrong!'

"Master! This girl is badly hurt and unconscious! We need to do something!"

"Put her down over here Padawan," Qui-Gon replied.

Back to normal time

"And that is all Christina. Nothing more, nothing less,"" Obi-Wan said.

"Please call me Chris…" She said suddenly becoming very self-conscious at the state she was in.

"Chris, I like that name," He smiled making Christina blush, "Please call me Obi, all my friends do,"

"Well in any case we need to get to the counsel now..." Qui-Gon said walking out the door.

Obi-Wan saw Christina standing still and asked her why.

"Um, well, I wanted to change before I went in front of the counsel Obi," She said quietly.

Obi-Wan blushed and took his leave, closing the door behind him.

Christina decided to wear something that was going to make her look good. She didn't want to look like slut (not like she did anyways) but she wanted to look presentable for the consul. So with that in mind she wore a black tank top with a rose on the back and her baggy jeans. She took one last look in the mirror (A.N. Did they have mirrors? Cause they do now!) and stepped into the room where Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were waiting for her.

She looked around her, the room was... plain, which was all you could really say about it. It was one big room, without a separate room for a kitchen. She saw three doors, one ahead of her which looked to be like a bathroom door, one on her left and another on her right, which she could only assume were rooms. It had a window on looking the gardens and currently light was streaming in. There were neither light nor pictures anywhere to be seen. The walls were as simple looking as possible with a pale yellow colour covering the walls. On the floor were a type of carpet unlike any Christina had ever seen. It seemed to be very flat as if it had been walked on so many times it was compact to the extreme. Its colour was also a pale yellow. The only type of furniture she saw were a type if dinning room table and chairs in the "kitchen". Along with that some yoga looking matt's were on the floor. On either side of the matt's were an end table with some candles on it.

'Wow. They don't live in style. I guess they just want the necessities, nothing more. Bah! It's good enough for me!' Christina thought looking towards Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan looked at Christina and exclaimed, "Wow! You look great!"

"Very interesting attire" Qui-Gon said puzzled.

"Thanks Obi-Wan, um Qui-Gon," Christina said looking at Qui-Gon sticking out her tongue.

"Ok let's go Christina, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said.

And with that, they were off to the consul.

"My Master," Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan said bowing.

"We bring Christina to the consul to seek your judgment," Qui-Gon said, "Christina; this is Jedi Master Yoda and Jedi Master Mace Windu,"

"Ya like I don't who Yoda and Windu are! By god! Who do you think I am?" Christina said bowing before the Master's on the floor.

"There is not need for that Christina," Mace Windu said smirking, "Tell us, how did you come to be here,"

And so Christina, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon retold their stories to the Jedi Consul.

"Sense the force in you, I do" Master Yoda commented.

"Me?" Christina squeaked.

"Have you ever notice anything strange by your doing? Fast reflections, maybe even sight seeing, etc.?" Master Windu asked her.

"Um, I had dreams that sometimes came true, nothing big. I may have fast reflections but I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

"Please leave us alone with Christina Master Qui-Gon," Mace Windu said, nodding towards them.

"Yes my master, come Obi-Wan,"

"Now Christina, when I tell you to please tell me what image I am seeing," Mace Windu started.

"Where is this "image" going to be?" Christina asked.

"I was getting to that," Mace Windu smiled, "This image is going to be on this screen which I am holding. I and I alone will be able to see the image. Try your best. Now may the force be with you,"

(A.N. Now rather then waste your time with 2 pages of this test, let's be done with it)

Christina's pov.

I had found out that my "power" was almost equal to that of Obi's. I was about to burst! I mean Obi! I was sooo happy! I was just about to shit my pants and in this situation what else could I say?

"Cool!" I cried, pumping my fist in the air.

"Cool, what does this word cool mean?" Mace Windu asked me.

"Never mind Master Windu," I laughed, "Am I going to be a Padawan with a Master and everything?"

"Christina, a Padawan learner you will be" Yoda said.

"Oh ya! Go me!" I yelled doing a little happy dance and then stopped, "Wait a tick! Who will be my Master?"

"Know this, I do not," Yoda said looking at the ground in a thinking matter.

"Master if I may?" Qui-Gon asked walking into the room along with Obi. Seeing Yoda nod he continued," Why don't you be Christina Master? We all know you could teach her well. You haven't had a Padawan since me. She would make an excellent Padawan. With you as her master, who knows what great things she could become,"

Ah good old Qui-Gon, always speaking his mind. One day his ass is gonna get kicked but I was happy that he said such nice things about me!

"Qui-Gon!" Yoda surprisingly said," Old am I, too old!

"Oh Master Yoda please! I would love for you to be my Master!" I said with a puppy dog face.

Suddenly Obi-Wan burst in "Master Yoda if you will not be her Master who will? She will than be torn apart from Qui-Gon and I! The only people she knows in this temple, in the whole universe! Please Master Yoda!"

"Surprised I am Obi-Wan. Outburst you not normally do. Convinced I am. Christina my Padawan learner will be!" Yoda answered with a bang of his stick on the ground.

"COOL!" Christina I yelled hugging Yoda and then Obi (the puppy face always works and I'm sure Obi helped to), "Um sorry I am just a little happy!"