I opened my eyes, blinking several times to get used to the bright light. "Wh..where am I?" I murmured, my eyes slowly adjusting to my surroundings. A familiar beep made me jolt up and I saw an astromech droid watching me.
"Artoo?" I said in a daze. The droid beeped happily at it's name. I shook my head. First I saw Obi-Wan and Yoda, now Artoo-Deetoo, my favorite droid ever.
"Beep. Beep bo BOOP." Artoo beeped, rolling over towards me.
"I'm sorry, I don't speak droid." I said sadly. "It sounds easy to understand."
"What Artoo is asking, is that there's someone at the doorway that would like to know who you are." A even more familiar voice said rather sassily.
I looked over and saw one of my favorite Star Wars characters indeed standing at the doorway, leaning casually against it. "Hello there," I said pleasantly.
Obi-Wan's lips curled into a smile. "Olivia, hello to you too." Wait, how did he know--wait.
"You're mind reading me, aren't you." I accused, narrowing my eyes.
"No, you just look like an Olivia to me." He sassed. "What do you think?"
"Careful, Obi-Wan." I warned. "Too much sass will turn you to the sass side of the Force."
He chuckled. "Oh, I like you. Do you mind answering some questions?"
"Is it for the Council?" I sighed.
Obi-Wan clapped. "Good job, you got that correct." he said, folding his arms into his robes. "Yes, they're from the council."
"Fire away." I leaned back into my pillows, absolutely not minding the look the Jedi gave me when he saw what my shirt read. 'Nerf-herder', it said. And only that.
"Full name." Obi-Wan sat down on a chair, a notebook poised at the ready with an absolutely hilarious expression on his face.
"Olivia Starling." I said, trying my best not to laugh.
"Age?" He continued to make that face.
"16, going into 17 in a few months." I sniggered and Obi-Wan's smile appeared.
"Got any family members?" He asked.
"A cousin named Lucas, my aunt and uncle. Parents died when I was young, not even a month old." I said. "I don't remember them. Although rumors went around that my dad killed my mum while trying to evade his best friend that had found out he sided with the wrong people in a argument that started a mini civil war."
"I'm sorry." Obi-Wan's smile dropped. "I didn't know." he murmured.
"Not many do and not many care." I waved my hand in a dismissive gesture. "Next."
"What planet are you from?"
"Earth, Milky Way galaxy." I said.
His eyebrows raised. "Earth? Never heard of it."
"Outer rim, not well known." I rushed.
"Ah. What master do you serve?" Obi-Wan smirked and I knew he got that from my head.
"What master do I serve? What am I supposed to say, Jesus?" I asked rather sarcastically. He laughed.
"Good response." He smiled. "I don't have any others to ask you. I'll be giving this report to the Council."
"Okay." I sighed. "What's next?"
"I have someone I think you'd like to meet." Obi-Wan smiled mysteriously. "Come on."
I swung my legs out of the bed and stood up wobbly. Almost instantly, Artoo was there for support me. He beeped at me encouragingly.
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Just A Fangirl
Science FictionIn which a Star Wars nerd gets teleported to a universe far far away... It is close to when the Jedi Temple will fall and Order 66 will be executed. But before all that, Masters Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi have received a message from Yoda s...