Obi-Wan Kenobi was hoping for a nice, relaxing day since there were no battles that he needed to aid in, no issues that required the Council, and no one who needed his help at all. But of course he was crazy to think he would get a day of rest. He hadn't gotten a day of rest since he became Qui-Gon's Padawan.

He was sitting in his room in the temple, a holobook in hand and a cup of tea next to him. Then there was shift in the Force and he knew his plans were ruined. Sure enough, he got a message from Master Windu. The Council was holding a meeting.

He sighed. He didn't know how, but he knew that somehow this was Anakin's fault - he was having one of those feelings.

After putting his holobook away and dumping his tea (which he thought was a waste of perfectly good tea), he left his room and headed to the Council meeting.

It was rare for all the Council members to be present on Coruscant and this was one of those rare moments.

"A shift in the Force, we have all felt," Master Yoda said, starting the meeting.

"There's never been a shift like this," Master Fisto said. "But I sense no pure darkness in it."

"Nor did I sense pure light in it," Master Allie added. "It felt balanced."

"Then the shift was neither the act of a Jedi or Sith, but rather if the Force itself," Master Windu concluded.

"Agree with Master Windu, I do."

"A shift like this, you would expect to see a big change, something obvious," Obi-Wan said.

"The Force works in mysterious ways," Master Koon replied.

"That it does."

"What course of action shall we take?" Master Ti questioned.

"Patience, we must have, and wait. Information, we have not. Observe, we must, and be vigilant. Big plans, the Force has. Miss it, we cannot."

Luke stopped at the building that, despite having never ever seen it before in his life, looked familiar. He parked next to Ezra in the speederbike area and he and Mara got off. The three looked up at the building.

"Well, this definitely does not look like an Imperial prison," Ezra commented.

Luke cringed. "Maybe it's better on the inside than the outside?"

He tried to be optimistic, but even he knew he was pushing his limits.

"Let's go get this over with," Mara grumbled.

The three "troubled youth" entered the school only to be greeted by a security detail. Other teenagers were placing their bags in front of a droid to be searched and getting body searched by another droid as human and alien security guards supervised.

"I take back what I said earlier - this is so much worse," Luke mumbled.

"What are they searching for?" Ezra asked as they got in line in the middle section.

"Possibly spice, weapons, or any other contraband," Mara replied. "Did you boys check your bags?"

Ezra's eyes widened. "Kriff! I didn't even think of that!" He quickly swung his backpack off his shoulder and zipped it open. "What the hell?"

"What?"

Ezra held his bag out to show them the contents. There was something there that was unmistakable. Luke grew up on Tatooine, he'd seen it almost every day. Spice.

"What the kriff are you doing with spice, Bridger?" Mara asked.

"I don't know!"

Luke glanced up and saw that they were nearing the front of the line.

"What are they going to do if they find this? I can't use a mind trick on a droid!"

"Nothing's going to happen to you," Luke reassured. He took his bag off and put it on Ezra's shoulder before snatching his friend's and zipping it up. He quickly glanced around to make sure no one noticed the switch.

"No, Luke, you could get in trouble," Ezra whispered with wide-eyes, knowing exactly what the Jedi Grandmaster was doing.

"I'll be fine."

He pushed Ezra forward now that they were at the front of the line. Ezra frowned but placed his borrowed bag in front of the droid before stepping to the other droid to be searched. His search was a success.

Luke pushed Mara forward next; she looked back at him for a second and he could've sworn he saw concern on her face. Her search was a success as well.

Luke stepped forward. He placed the bag in front of the droid but didn't move since he knew what it would find.

The droid opened the bag and it immediately started alerting the human and alien security guards by waving its arms around and shouting. "Contraband! Contraband! Contraband!"

A burly human guard stepped forward. "What is it?" He looked in the bag and scowled before pulling out the contraband. "Spice, huh? You seem to outdo yourself every time, Starkiller."

Just like with Ms. Hardwood, Luke didn't recognize the security guard, but he knew who he was. Mr. Flint. Apparently, they didn't like each other very much.

"Come with me," Mr. Flint grabbed the boy's arm. "We're going to take a nice visit to the Dean's office."

As Luke was dragged away, he noticed Ezra and Mara looking at him with concern. He smiled to let them know he had everything under control, but he prayed to the Force that the Dean wasn't a species that was immune to mind tricks.

Luke slouched in his chair with his arms crossed, trying to look like the troubled kid everyone thought he was. To his luck, the Dean was human, which meant he could use the Force to get out of this situation.

Dean Wilson was a middle-aged man with dark hair and dark eyes. As soon as Luke entered the room, he immediately felt like something was off with him, even if he was greeted by kindness. It felt fake. But he decided to act like everything was normal, well, as normal as a troubled kid could be.

"You've developed quite a record since you've arrived here, Mr. Starkiller," Wilson said as he stared at Luke, his hands folded in front of him as his elbows rested on the desk. "You've been in several fights, stolen, assaulted officers, cheated on tests, and that's just scraping the bottom of the barrel. But now, now you're dealing spice."

Luke said nothing, but shrugged as he continued to stare at the floor.

Wilson sighed. "I just don't know what I'm going to do with you, Luke. Everytime I think we're making progress, you go and do something like this."

Luke looked up and made eye contact with the Dean as he pulled the Force around him to be able to do this technique. "You're going to let me off with a warning and not put this on my record."

The Dean was silent, and for a moment Luke was afraid it hadn't worked. Then, Wilson leaned back with a smile.

"How about this, I'm going to let you off with a warning and not put this on your record."

Luke feigned indifference with a shrug, but on the inside he was celebrating that the trick worked. He was dismissed and given Ezra's bag back so he could head to class - thankfully, everything managed to get settled before school actually started.

His first class was History of the Republic with Ezra and Mara. How convenient. When he entered, his two friends were sitting in the back of the room. Luke smiled as he approached them.

"That was fast," Mara commented.

"What happened?" Ezra asked with concern.

Luke sat in the seat between them with a smirk. "Nothing a little mind trick couldn't handle."

Luke and Ezra switched bags just as the bell rang.

Leia was going to kill whoever this Father character was. Turning her back into a teenager is one thing, but making her go back to school? Unacceptable. School had bored her so much because it hadn't challenged her enough; she was so excited to have graduated. But now she had to go back? This was cruel. However, if she and the others were sent back to fix things, then so be it. She was willing to do it all again if it could save the galaxy. At least she didn't have to deal Imperialist teachings.

She arrived five minutes before the bell rang; to everyone else, she wasn't late, but to her she was practically tardy. Normally she would arrive at least an hour before any function. That was how she was raised.

She easily found her first class - at least Father gave them memories to help them get around - and sat down in her "usual" seat. She glanced around at the other kids, but it seemed none of them noticed the new girl... because she wasn't new. To everyone else she had always been there.

A preppy girl with brown hair and brown eyes entered the classroom as Leia started taking her needed supplies out of her bag. The girl sat next to her and leaned in to whisper. "Did you hear about Carrie and Harrison?"

Before Leia could even contemplate how she knew this girl, she got a memory. This was her friend Natalie. She was from Naboo but moved to Coruscant with her family.

"What about them?" Leia asked like she hadn't just been sent back in time as her youngerself and had no idea who any of these people are.

"They broke up after dating for three months," Natalie whispered.

Leia had no idea who Carrie or Harrison was, but she wasn't getting any memories about them, so she deduced that they weren't important to the mission.

"Maybe we shouldn't be talking about their personal issues," Leia said.

"Come on, aren't you a little bit curious what happened?"

"Nope, not my business."

Natalie rolled her eyes but dropped the subject and moved on to different one as she took out her needed supplies. "Did you finish War and Peace?"

Leia's first class was literature and Force was she glad they had done a book she actually knew.

"Finished it within a day; I thought it was riveting."

Natalie grinned. "I know right! The themes were so good!"

The two girls excitedly talked about their reading assignment. It was nice to have someone else to talk to. Leia loved her friends, but Luke was right - she was the only one with formal education. Mara had formal education as well, but she never talked with her like they were friends; more like they were just coworkers - actually, the only person Mara seemed to treat like a friend was Luke, and even then Leia had a feeling there was something more there.

She had been dreading school before, but she found that it actually wasn't that bad. Perhaps it was because this time she didn't have the responsibilities of being a princess looming over her head this time. In fact, she almost forgot about the mission. Almost.

Throughout the day, she kept her ears open for anything that could help them; stuff like news of the war, or what was going on in the Senate. She hadn't found out anything interesting - except for when she searched the news on her datapad and found out that Mandalore hadn't yet fallen and Duchess Satine was still alive. She had a feeling that might help them, even if it just pinpoints the exact time in history they're in.