Trouble and More Trouble
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Carle and Mecca stared at the apartment. It was huge. The living quarters straight, a kitchen off to the right of the main hall. Three bedrooms were at the back. One was Obi-Wan's ,the others Anakin's,and the last one was the girl's. Carle and Mecca would have to share but they didn't mind. They could have more time to plan pranks.
"Well ladies. Welcome to your temporary home until we can arrange for you to have your own apartment." Obi-Wan apologized.
"Thanks." Mecca said getting over her shock.
"Ditto." Carle agreed nodding.
"I do believe that Anakin would like to show you to your room." Obi-Wan said.
Anakin nodded. "Follow me." He said running off down the hall.
He stopped at the first door. "Master's room." He announced. Then ran to the next room. "My room." He came t the last room. "Your room."
Carle and Mecca looked at each other and grinned.
"Oh goody." They thought.
"Thank you, Anakin." Mecca said her voice sincere.
"Yes, thank you." Carle agreed.
"You're welcome! If you need anything I'll be down the hall. If you know what I mean." He said winking at them. He then scurried off down the hall.
Carle sighed and pushed the door open. The two girls looked around their room in amazement. A queen-sized bed was length ways on the wall in front of them, a desk on the wall to the left, and a wardrobe across the desk. The bed had light blue –or were they white- sheets on it.
"Well I guess we'll have to share a bed." Mecca said dropping her bag on the floor.
"K O. But I get the head board." Carle said as she walked over to the bed and flopped down on it.
"'Kay. I guess this means I get the footboard. Joy." Mecca muttered under her breath. She knelt down beside her bag and pulled out a blue and white journal. She walked over to the desk and sat down. She turned on the light and started to write.
"Well we have discovered we're on a planet called Coruscant. We don't really know how or why we're even here. You know this all could be a coma-induced dream. I was reading about those in a magazine I was reading in the doctor's office last time I went. And Mrs. Brown was talking about them in Health. At least I'm here with Carle someone I actually like. I mean if I got stuck here with someone like Amanda Thomas then I would have all ready killed her."
"Ladies. Dinner." Obi-wan called from the kitchen.
Carle and Mecca exchanged looks. Oh boy.
They walked down the hall together and into the kitchen.
"So what are we having?" Mecca asked.
Obi-Wan told her. It sounded way Italian.
"Okay I don't even what to try and repeat that." Carle said shacking her head.
All in all the meal was pretty good. The meal passed with idle chit- chat. And it was pretty comfortable. Well until Obi-Wan asked what they liked to do where they were from.
Carle and Mecca exchanged an uncomfortable glance. Mecca gestured towards Carle as if to say 'you're the one who has the experience with media. You go ahead'.
"Okay. Well, personally like gymnastics and archery. I fenced and I love to read. Um, I was on the volleyball team at my school. Um, I am planning on going to Virginia Tech. It's a collage. And after than I plan to go into politics ,well, if I live that long, cause I have a feeling that coach is gonna kill me cause I was late to work." Carle said, and then grinned at Mecca.
Mecca sighed then started her story. " I like gymnastics and golf." She paused when she heard Carle snort. "Shut up. Okay, and I also fenced. I love to read and write. When I graduate, I plan to go to William and Marry, another collage. Then I plan to go into Law Enforcement." Mecca said. The two girls grinned at each other. Then the idle conversation continued.
Later that Night
Mecca sniffed. "Carle, your feet stink." She groaned.
"So do yours." Came the sleepily reply.
Mecca shifted even closer to the edge. She stuffed one hand under her pillow and started to drift off to sleep.
"BAM!"
"What the-?" Mecca cried falling off the bed and landed on the floor. She looked up at the bed. She heard Carle laughing softly. "Oh you're gonna get It." She whispered to her self as she climbed back up on the bed. She picked up a pillow and threw it at Carle.
"What?" Carle shrieks sitting straight up in bed. She grabbed her pillow and stared hitting Mecca with it. And thus the Great Pillow Fight of Coruscant was on.
The two girls built little fortresses and had bombing raids. They used everything even the cushion off the desk chair. Suddenly Carle's pillow burst in to feathers.
"Cheaply made Coruscanti pillows." She grumbled throwing it to the ground.
"Actually. It said the pillows were made on Naboo." Mecca said reading the tag.
"Whatever." Carle retorted.
"Well good night." Mecca said climbing back onto the bed.
"Yeah good night." Carle replied flowing suit.
A few minuets of silence, then, "Carle. Your feet stink."
"ERRRRR!"
A/N okay that was a really strange chapter PEOPLE PLEASE REVIEW! I KNOW YOU ARE OUT THERE COME ON PLEASE I'LL MAKE THE CHAPTERS LONGER IF I GET 15 BY THE END OF JULY. Okay my announcement is over and Karly and Jessica want to say HI.
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