YES! I'm back. Nobody panic, the main reason this was not updated quickly was because

I lost my hardcopy that was in my book (my mother through it out GGGAHHHHHH!)

BETA not getting back to me, had to get someone else to do it……You know who you are….

I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So hear it is….

"GOOD MORNING CLASS"

All the students jumped at the booming voice. They all turned and looked at their new teacher. He was the smallest man they had ever seen, he was around 3'5", but he had bright platform shoes to make up for the lack of height. His tunic was a sparkling purple and his black hair was slicked back by what looked and smelled like cooking oil.

Luke leaned over to his sister. "WTF" (What the fudge).

"Luke, he is easy as day a ladies man. You know, like the ones that used to try to get mom to date them, before dad punched them." Leia then squinted at the man "…Or maybe he's gay?"

"Leia!"

"Well he could be." She hissed back.

Luke shook his head. "No respect."

Leia was about to respond, but the teacher started to speak once more.

"My name is Colonel Sanders." He wrote his name on the holo wall. "And now that I know that you know my name, I would like to get to know you names, that you all know, that I don't know, but would like to know…You know?"

The class had no idea what Sanders had just said. The kids just sat there with their mouths hanging open.

"It's gonna be a looooong year isn't it Leia?"

"Got it in one Luke."

Two men were standing next to each other. One was obviously taller than the other was, if you walked past them you would get a sense of mystery about them, as the men had their hoods over their eyes.

But if the many beings passing the men, would have stopped and listened to their conversation they would find…Well not much mystery.

At all.

Not one bit.

"Obi-wan I bet that guy will win the Podracing challenge cup."

"Which one?"

"Um, you know the guy. Who's his face, the guy with the hair." Anakin started to click his fingers, trying to grasp the answer that was at the tip of his tongue.

"The guy with the hair?" Obi-wan cocked an eyebrow "Yes Anakin, because that narrowed it down for me."

Anakin and Obi-wan were waiting for the transport that was to take them to their new mission.

Anakin removed his hood and shook his hair out of his eyes. "Well it eliminates half of the galaxy's population. I mean really, half of them have scales and fur and…other stuff that I don't want to talk about."

Obi-wan laughed, taking off his own hood. "I hate it when you're right, you do realise that don't you Skywalker." Obi-wan glanced at his friend "And you should really get a hair cut. Your hair is below your shoulders now, and your fringe…Can you even see?"

"Yes I can and no I will not get a haircut. Besides Luke thinks it looks cool, Leia likes to practise her brading on it and Padme likes to run her fingers through it." Anakin sighed as he trailed off. He tried to hide his discomfort by looking for the transport. But Obi-wan noticed the change immediately. The Jedi Master put a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Anakin, I have know you since you where a child, you don't have to put up a strong act in front of me. I know you are going to miss them."

Anakin slumped his shoulders. "Am I really that obvious?"

The older man chuckled "To put it simply...Yes."

"I know I've been away from them before but, this time it feels different, and I don't know why. It's frustrating Master."

"Anakin it's natural for you to miss them, it's human nature. Besides if Padme can deal with you, she can deal with anything don't you think? Anakin, trust me they'll be fine. And don't call me master." Obi-wan smiled, trying to lift his sprits.

But Anakin still looked uneasy.

Obi-wan frowned as he turned his head, thinking 'I doubt anything will happen. The galaxy is at peace now, they are in no danger I'm sure of it.' As he turned his head he spotted the transport. "My, What a ship."

Anakin stepped up next to him. "What the…"

The transport that was supposed to be taking the Jedi to the other side of the galaxy, was a putrid greenish colour, it's only characteristic, if you can call it that, was the rust lines crawling up around it shell, hugging it like the arms of a small child. It was making the loudest bangs and it looked like it wouldn't even make it to the platform. As it landed in front of them it made a very unhealthy puff sound.

"Oh hell NO!"

Padme was standing in front of a building that shone the colours of the rainbow. It had a welcoming feel to it. She took in a deep breath and walked up the steps, passing people who where whispering to each other. Saying this like: "What is she doing here?" "She looks as beautiful as ever." "Holy Naboo she's tiny!" "I wonder what she's doing?" "Must be visiting a friend" "Why are we whispering?" "I wonder where her children are?" "Oh wait I know now, we're whispering about her, gotcha!"

She walked through the large arches, that where the buildings doors, her heels clicking on the polished floor. She walked into the large room, huge golden arches touching the roof, 100 feet above the ground. Walking in between the two fountains that adorned the room, Padme walked confidently up to the desk, which a woman was sitting behind. The woman was middle aged, with her blonde hair done in a perm. She was doing her nails not noticing Padme standing in front of her. After standing there for a minute Padme spotted the bell on the desk. She smirked when the woman practically fell of her seat.

"Oh I'm sorry, was I interrupting some very important work-" Padme squinted at her "Shirley."

"Yes, you did you stupid- OH! Hello, Ms Amidala." Shirley plonked herself back on her stool and turned on her computer. "What can I do for you today!"

"I have an appointment with your boss."

"Right." Shirley typed something in on her computer. "Uh huh, Mr. Logan is expecting you."

"Thankyou for your assistance Shirley." Padme was about to turn and walk to Logan's office when Shirley's voice popped into her eardrums.

"Would you like a cup of Caff or something while you wait?"

Padme had an annoyed look on her face, but swiped it away when she looked at the receptionist. "No thankyou, I think I'll go up to his office."

"Alright then."

Padme sighed in relief when she was out of earshot of the woman. Ever since she had been queen, Padme had never liked that woman.

When Padme had stepped into his office she found him watching the courtyard. The man turned to face Padme, his old wrinkled up face showing knowledge and comfort. Not too much like master Yoda, thought Padme.

"Ah My lady please come in, sit, sit." He motioned towards the chair.

"Thankyou for seeing me so quickly Jak."

He sat down in his own chair "Anything for you My dear, if my name isn't Jak Logan then whom can you trust, right? So Padme Amidala Wh-"

"Skywalker."

"I'm Sorry my dear?"

"Padme Amidala Skywalker Jak, You know that."

"Of course my apologies, how is that husband of yours?"

"He's doing well, Luke and Leia too." Padme said absent-mindedly.

"Very good, very good. So my dear, what brings you to the education office?"

Padme look seriously at the old man. "I would like to apply for a job Jak."

Padme applying for a job, In the education system? Don't you just sense the trouble that will cause?

And will the Jedi boys actually make it to where ever they're going?

We shall see…MMMMWWWWWWHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA (cough cough) Oi I need my cough drops.