I am NOT and Never Will Be A Jedi

Do or Do Not

     The next day, I came into Principal Yoda's office.

     "A seat you may have. Troubling you something is?" he asked kindly. I sat down and lowered my head, "I would like to request transference from the Jedi Academy, Master Yoda," I said in defeat. Yoda frowned, "For what reason, do you request this, Groundcrawler?" he asked with concern. I folded my hands, "I'm not cut out for this." Yoda hopped down from his chair and hobbled over to me, "Believe in yourself, you do not. That is why you fail."

       I frowned, "But I'm trying really hard to pass my classes! I just can't!" Yoda whacked me with his cane. It honestly hurt. "No! Try not! Do or do not! There is no try!" he growled in a voice that made me happy I had brought an extra pair of ewok underwear.

      I would just have to change later.

      I tried, or I guess I didn't understand what Principal Yoda was saying. He seemed to notice my confusion. "Help you, your friend Skywalker can. A good tutor he might be for you. Hmm... Yes. Ask him you should."

      I thought for a moment and considered the chances of me becoming a successful Jedi Knight and the chances of me surviving this school any longer without losing an arm without Anakin's help and decided that it wouldn't hurt to ask for assistance. Maybe I could prove myself worthy to be a Jedi. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard.

      Boy was I wrong...

Hi guys! I really am sorry that I haven't updated in like two months! I was working on other stories and this one kinda just got away from me. Anyways, if anyone is still reading this, I would like to announce that just like with my story What Could Have Been Part 2: Anakin's Trials, I will begin posting every Sunday. So be on the lookout for what is to come with our friend Kevin Groundcrawler and may the Force be with you! ;)