If you've been in high school, you probably know how brutal of a place it can be. There's cliques, the jocks picking on nerds, and the occasional jerkface of a teacher. But one of the most infamous enemies you could run into in high school was mean girls.

When you think of mean girls, the first thing that comes to mind is probably girls who gossip about other students, make up rumors, and make fun of everyone for how they dress, who they hang out with, and how they look.

Walker Prep Academy was no exception. They had at least a few bratty students, but among the worst was Brittney Parisia, daughter of Parisia Construction owner and CEO Octavius Parisia. Brittney was infamous for texting all kinds of rumors to everyone in school, stealing other girls' boyfriends, and worst of all, verbal abuse.

Believe it or not, she and Mace Windu's daughter Myra used to be friends. If Myra hadn't shown her friends the home movies, they still wouldn't believe her, but even she couldn't believe it. As little kids, they were practically inseparable, but then in junior high, Brittney joined a clique and humiliated Myra in front of everyone. You could probably say that was one contribution to Myra becoming the toughest girl in school. No bully dared mess with her, because if they did, it never ended well. And you can bet after her former friend humiliated her, Myra did not let her get away with it. When school Picture Day came along, Myra played a little trick on Brittney in the form of putting itching powder on Brittney's jacket, which made her very itchy and ended up getting her a terrible photo, and everyone in the class laughed at Brittney the whole rest of the year.

Unfortunately, no matter what comeuppance Brittney got, she never learned her lesson. She didn't care who she insulted. If she didn't like something about anyone, she said something offensive about them. Even if they were royalty.

Omega came home from school, tossing her backpack to the floor the moment she entered her bedroom. She approached her dresser and looked in the mirror, fingering at her hair. She was on the verge of crying.

One other thing that was pretty much guaranteed in high school, you're bound to run into someone who is feeling insecure in one way or another. Omega was no exception.

Omega could barely even focus on her homework as she sat alone in her room to do it.

Later, Padme and Shmi called everyone downstairs for dinner.

Omega didn't seem too happy about dinner that night, and it wasn't because soup was being served for the third night that week. Her siblings were quick to notice.

"Big Sister, are you okay?" Gabby said.

Omega didn't say anything. She didn't even appear to be listening; she just scooped soup out from her bowl and let it drop back in.

"Omega, Gabby asked you a question." Lamenta said.

Omega didn't answer her cousin either. Then Boba tapped his twin's shoulder.

"Huh?" Omega looked up. "Oh, it's you guys."

This time, her parents got concerned.

"Omega, what's wrong?" Qui-Gon asked.

"Nothing." Omega answered.

Omega just left the table without even asking to be excused. Something was definitely bothering her.

"Big Brother?" Gabby looked at her brother, hoping he might at least have a hint.

"Brittney Parisia." Boba said simply.

"That brat again?" Anakin groaned. "What'd she do this time?"

"I don't know. Must've happened in the bathroom or during another class. I can't say for sure."

Omega looked at her reflection in the water of the palace's backyard garden pond and this time a tear fell from her eye. And then someone held her shoulder.

"Omega?" said a familiar voice.

"Oh, hi, Grandpa." Omega sniffled.

"Omega, why are you so upset?" Qui-Gon asked.

Omega didn't say anything. She just looked at her reflection.

"Omega, you know you can tell me if something is bothering you."

Again, Omega said nothing for a while. And then she spoke.

"The Kaminoans did a lot of things to me. But the worst might have been cutting my hair."

Qui-Gon was confused.

"My hair is too short. All the other girls who have hair in school, they all have pretty long hair and can style it in so many ways, but mine's too short to do anything like that." Omega said. "Too short for braiding, too short for making it even into a decent bob, I can't even wear a ponytail."

"You're upset over your hair? Omega, everyone has different hair."

"Easy for you to say, you have long hair too. Even Boba has longer hair than me."

"Omega, your hair will grow with time."

"It's not just that. The way I dress, the way I look. Brittney said that I have no business being a princess because I'm not pretty or girly enough for it."

If Qui-Gon wasn't peeved before, he definitely was now.

"Omega, don't listen to that girl," said Qui-Gon, hugging Omega. "You are beautiful. Inside and out."

"You're just saying that 'cause you're my grandpa."

"That is not why I say that. You are beautiful, no matter what length your hair is."

"But I almost never wear a dress or skirt."

"Lots of girls wear pants, Omega. You can't help it being your preference any more than Gabriella can help wearing sneakers with every outfit, including ball gowns."

Still, Omega felt sure she wasn't pretty enough. She didn't know anything about makeup, she hated wearing heels, and most of her toys were little starships and puzzles instead of dolls. She only ever wore dresses for special occasions or the event she would be in a church. Even then, she wore her boots or high tops instead of heels so she would have at least one thing she felt comfortable in.

"Omega, you don't usually become bothered when people say you're not the girliest… girl. Why was today different?" Qui-Gon asked.

Omega took out her phone and showed her grandfather a picture. In it, Omega was fleeing from the boy's locker room. According to Omega, Brittney decided to play a nasty prank on her and get two of her friends to push Omega into the boys' locker room after gym class, and then Omega immediately rushed out. But Brittney took a picture and sent it to the whole school. But when Omega confronted her, Brittney said, "Oh, so you're a girl? I couldn't tell because of your boy clothes."

Omega had been wearing khaki pants, a red shirt under a jean jacket, and combat boots to school that day. Not the girliest outfit, but it was what Omega liked to wear.

"Everyone was laughing at Omega the whole rest of the day," said Boba, entering the conversation. "I made a fountain squirt Brittney so her mascara would get messy, if it makes you feel any better, sis."

"It doesn't undo what's been done."

Qui-Gon didn't like the sound of any of this.

When Qui-Gon shared this news with his son and daughter-in-law, they couldn't believe it either.

"This is so messed up." Anakin said.

"We'll need to have a serious talk with Brittney's parents about this," said Padme. "And the principal too."

"It's worse than that. Omega feels insecure about herself again." Qui-Gon said. "And I believe Boba has begun using his abilities for revenge."

"It was just a squirting prank." Boba said. "You should've seen what Comedia did when she found out about it."

"Nevermind her. Omega is the one who needs help."

But then, Padme had an idea.

Padme called all the kids to the den for storytime. But before storytime began, Padme had something to say to Omega.

"Omega, Sweetheart. I know you had a bad day, and you were hurt because some mean girl insulted your appearance."

Omega said nothing, but Padme got her to look at her.

"Omega, you are beautiful, and the only reason anyone would say you aren't is because they're insecure about their own appearance. And they think by tearing others down will make them better. But that isn't so."

"It's true." Boba said. "Remember when Comedia won the Pretty Pony Pageant? And she doesn't even look like your typical show horse."

"She is pretty though." Omega said.

"Exactly. Everyone looks different, Omega." Qui-Gon said. "Just look at your father and Uncle Carmine. Even though they are identical twins, each has his own sense of style."

Omega started to make some sense of what her family was saying, and she started to feel a little better, but still felt unsure.

"I think I know a story that just might lift your spirits, Omega." Qui-Gon said.

And so, he opened the book to begin the story.

"Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there was a fair princess…."