Her

Every finalist was standing in the building's main room. Marilla had noticed the day before, when she arrived, that this was a large. About fifty rooms with private areas, one kitchen place and a cantina, plus the enormous common area they were standing in now. Not as big as the Academy, but bigger than what she'd expected. About sixty students and Padawans waited now to hear their fate.

Master Yaddle made the trip only optional for her students, but most of them came anyway. The option was because you were to be assigned as a helper to one of the finalists, even with Jedi being taught to serve some didn't take it well. Students from previous years warned Marilla that it could be hard at times to serve such ungrateful people such as the graduates of TU. Most of them had no idea of what was happening outside of Teeth, much less their planet. They had no idea of slaves or poverty; all they cared about was getting their work done in time. This scared Marilla. The night before while serving her Master some tea, the older Jedi told her something concerning "Great talent within the force, you are, Young Padawan. But sometimes, caried away by your feelings, you get. Help you, I hope this year can. Yeesssssss." What if it doesn't? What if she fails to serve these students, will she be expelled from the Academy? That wasn't an option, being a Master was Marilla's ultimate goal in life.

"Are you nervous?" Next to Marilla stood her best friend, Aayla Secura a female Twi'lek with blue skin and her own tail heads to match. There were many different species and people within Marilla's class but no one quite as Aayla. She was nice and the best at saber fighting. Marilla had hoped they would get to be Masters together.

"A little bit." she confessed.

"Look at Adi." Adi Gallia, a Tholothian, also their friend, whose skin was at this moment completely livid.

"Never seen her like that before." Marilla giggled.

"Poor thing." Aayla said smiling.

"Oh, if she gets one of those cute humans, she'll be smiling in no time." They both laughed.

"All right students, I think we can start now." Please pay attention. Everyone turned to the fireplace where Professor Lufta Shif was ready to start the pairings. She wore some long robes, much like everyone in Naboo. "Very well," the Professor picked up two bags, a blue and a red one, from above the fireplace "here we have the names for all our finalists and the Jedi guests. We'll start by drawing a name from the Red bag corresponding to the Finalist and then we'll be taking one from the Blue bag which contains the names of Master Yaddle's Padawans." Master Yaddle was beside her in a confortable chair, she was too old to stand. "First of, we have…" Lufta inserted her right hand into the Red bag.

A loud laughter interrupted her doing, as a blue Charigan and ginger boy entered the room. "You're kidding!" the Charigan cried, only to notice the entire room staring back at him. "Ops, sorry…"

"Mr. Amedda… Palpatine…" the Professor said, saying this last name with contempt. "Please take a sit, we're already late."

Noticing Palpatine, Marilla wondered if he was indeed a finalist.

"Marilla!" the Professor announced, her hand out of the blue bag. 'What?' her distraction made her unable to understand who she was paired with. "Marilla, you'll be staying with our intruder Mas over there. Good luck." The Professor smiled at her as Marilla greeted the Charigan in the back. 'Did he just wink at me?'

The pairing "ceremony" dragged on for another hour, as thirty of her friends were paired with thirty other finalists. Palpatine wasn't one of them.

"Alright that concludes this part of our day, please read your notice book about the partnership with these young Jedi learners, we expect you to follow the rules." The Professor smiled "Now, mingle!"

Everyone started to run for his or her respective pairings. Adi, who looked so nervous before, seemed relieved she got a little human girl as her finalist.

"Well, I guess she had nothing to worry about after all." Aayla commented, "See you in a bit Marilla." She stood up to go meet her Iktotchi companion for the year.

Marilla stood there, she was a very shy girl who only got around her problems when she was training in the class room. She looked for approval in Master Yaddle, "The One Below" as some people would call her, signaled her to move forward and with that Marilla went to meet Mas.