Chapter 5: Run-In With Farmboy

I walked down the halls of the Jedi Temple looking at the horizon and stopped for a few moments to enjoy the beautiful spring day. Coruscant didn't have much wildlife and it was littered with extremely tall skyscrapers and whizzing speeders and transports in the skies. I thought about what those people were doing and if they were getting ready to get pummeled by their mentor as a certain Caharin was going to face, which made me groan. I started to slam my head against the column hoping that I would be knocked cold and would never wake up to hear the boring five years worth of lecture from the Mother Confessor. As I was trying to knock myself out, I heard that annoying voice again.

"Padme what in the name of Force are you doing!"

I turned around slowly with a my lips set thin and an angry fire burning look in my eyes to see who had disturbed me and I prayed that I was just hearing things. But nooo it was him. That stupid Farmboy!

I responded dangerously, "Well, Farmboy, what do you think I'm doing. I'm trying to put myself out of my misery so I won't ever have to look at your stupid face again and hear that stupid annoying voice of yours either!"

Anakin just made a face and smiled that stupid smirk of his where his lips curled up and where his eyes got that steel blue look in them that freaked me and made me feel very uncomfortable. "Ahh, Padme don't do that. You know how it would make me feel guilty that I was the cause of your death. Not to mention the Mother Confessor would kill me if anything ever happened to you."

"Skywalker get out of my face and go save the galaxy or something. I think I hear your commlink ringing and it's probably the High Council calling you so I gotta go back to class," I managed to say wanting to put as much distance as possible and not hear any lectures from him either but I was already too late.

"Hold it right there Padme! Are you skipping class?" He asked with an angry look in his eyes.

"Uhh…I was you know going…to…uhh…umm," I stumbled out for the third time that day. Man what was it with me and lectures and talking like a freakin bantha on crack.

"Padme, you know that education is very vital to your completion of your apprenticeship and you need to stay focused as well as attend all your classes. Also you need to…"

Uh man, couldn't the stupid Farmboy just shut up! Ahhhh I wanted to rip my hair out of my head right about now! Geez, I already got a lecture from Master Olin then the Mother Confessor and now him! Is there a sign on my back that says, "Please lecture me. I'm dumb as a doorknob." I was getting ready to punch him in the face and believe me it would solve my problems…

"As I said you have to find a way to work out…Padme? Padme! Are you even listening to what I'm saying," Anakin said slowly as if I was dumb or something.

"NO! I didn't hear a single word you said Farmboy. I've got better things to do then listen to your babbling on "duty" and all that other bantha fodder because I get enough of it from the Mother Confessor thank you very much," I spat out pissed at him for lecturing me like some toddler and fixing him with my very best-pissed-off stare and my brown eyes burning through him.

"I'm not lecturing you Padme, believe me I got plenty of lectures from Obi-Wan to last me ten lifetimes and I guess you're right. You're old enough to understand these things."

Old enough who did he think he was! "Excuse me for your information I have happened to grown up you know in case you didn't notice Farmboy. I'm 21-years-old and perfectly capable of handling myself so I don't need you to baby-sit me. I'm outta here I've gotta a class to attend. See ya around."

With that I marched off to my next class, which was Calculus. As I left I didn't catch what Farmboy softly murmured under his breath, too busy being pissed off at him and muttering Nubian curses at him.

"I know Padme. I know you've grown up. Grown up to be a beautiful young woman whom I've admired from afar," Anakin murmured softly under his breath watching Padme walk away with his blue eyes.