Trouble and More Trouble Chapter 14: Once again in the past
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1 month later
Teren shuffled through the lift doors once they opened to the right floor. She irritably blew a piece of red hair out of her eyes. She had left her hair down on purpose.
Last night she had been down in one of the worse clubs in the underside of Coruscant. As a result she had gotten in to a fight with some men who were trying to take advantage of her. And let's just say the two picked the wrong girl to mess with. While Teren had succeeded in only getting a black eye, the other two had gotten, between them both, a broken nose, two black eyes, a cut across the eye, and a wounded pride. So yes she had left her hair down for a reason.
Grudgingly, she sat down the comfortable chair behind the desk. She really did not feel like being here right now.
"Rough, night?" a, always, cheery voice asked.
'Ugh, how can he be this happy this early!' she thought.
"Yeah, you could say that." Teren replied with a slight grunt.
"Ahhh. So little Tena isn't quite as perfect as we were lead to believe." Luc said sitting down in the chair next to her.
"Bug off." She told him hotly.
"Defensive aren't we?" Luc asked.
"No I just have a really bad headache. And I really don't need snide comments from you all day today, spiffy?" Teren said, as she turned to glare at him.
Luc put his hands up. "Okay. No snide comments check."
"Thank you and if you don't mind I think I might go back to sleep, so wake me in about an hour." Teren yawned, laying her head down on the desk.
Ugh! Her head really hurt. Why did she have to be smart and go down to the club last night? Why? Why couldn't she have just stayed at home?
Unfortunately this was the time when the disgruntled Senator from Cato Neimoidia came walking briskly in to the anti-chamber.
"Excuse me, Senator, but you can't go in there." Luc called to the Neidoidian.
He kept on walking as if he hadn't heard.
"A little help, Tena." Luc muttered out of the corner of his moth.
Teren sigh as she sat up and called out, "SENATOR DOD, the Chancellor is with someone at the moment."
Lott Dod stopped in his tracks. And stalked over to the desk angrily. "I demand to see the Chancellor now! This has gone on for far to long." He demanded.
Teren gazed at him calmly. "Let me page him and see if he is free at the moment. It will just me a moment. Though I'll have you know he is very busy. I'm not sure if he can see you at the moment." Teren said in her politician's voice.
The Neidoidian stepped back from the desk to pace in front of it.
Teren shook her head as she pressed the comm. button.
"Yes?" the chancellor asked when he answered.
"Sir, the Senator from Cato Neimoidia is here, and he demands to see you, sir." Teren told him.
A huff of air that sounded like static, indicated him sighing loudly.
"Alright, send him in. and let's se what he wants this time." Palpatine told her after a pause.
"Yes, sir, right away." Teren replied, before she turned off the comm.
"The Chancellor will see you now, Senator." Teren told the still pacing Neidoidian.
With out an indication of thanks the senator walked haughtily into the Chancellor's office.
"Oh yes another day in the office of the Supreme Chancellor of the Galactic Republic. Joy." She muttered to her self, shaking her head.
"Oh yes, Tena, another day. And guess what? We have many more ahead of us!" Luc said, cheerful as ever.
Teren just moaned and let her head fall down on the desk, hard.
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Later that night
Teren lay in the middle of her round bed. The silk sheets twisted around her feet. Her face was buried in her pillow. She turned over on her side, only to turn back. Tears shone on her face. She had been tossing and turning almost all night.
Suddenly she sat straight up in bed, her breathing erratic. She snapped her head towards her bedroom door.
She quietly climbed out of bed, and slipped on her ruby red dressing gown. Silently, she padded over to the door. Hesitantly, she reached out and grasped the door handle. She slowly turned it and the door swung open.
A distant crash came from the kitchen. Followed by a small yelp of pain.
'Don't burglars usually try to be quiet?' she asked her self.
Teren looked around the hallway for some type of weapon. She couldn't use her light saber that would attract unwanted attention. So she grabbed the next best thing, an old fashion sword.
Sword in hand she padded quietly towards the kitchen. Stopping right at the entrance, she peaked around the wall. Some one was standing bent over digging in side the refrigerator. Loud chewing noises could be heard.
Her head tilted to one side Teren entered the Kitchen and grabbed the refrigerator door and pulled it back towards her.
A face covered in Whipped Cream stared up at her only for a moment. The intruder yelled and fell backwards, Teren just stood where she was.
Oh was she ever gonna kill him…
A/N dun dun dunnnnnn… okay another cliffie go me!
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time is a waste of life: thanks and happy birth day back to ya. I get weird look all the time especially if I start yelling at people in German or Russian then I get some really weird looks. Well maybe not at school but every were else. Let's see have you met the Half-blood Prince yet? Well if you have good luck finding out who it is. I was totally shocked! I had a major freak out in the middle of the doctors office.(sigh) so you how it is you just can't put down a good but then an idea hits you for a new chapter for a story and you're like 'drat I really don't want to put you down book. But if I must'. My best friend called me today and started sing happy birth day and it was my dad who answered the phone she was so embarrassed well that's just one more thing to laugh at her for when we get make to school. WOW this is a very long response, but I tend to ramble when I get tired. THANKS FOR THE REVIEW and reading my insane babble!
7 days,
Night Of The Land
P.S. I'm gonna be gone for two weeks starting the 22 of July so sorry if this is a problem but I will have paper and I will be writing so I will update once I get home.