When Jawas Swim

As the Force tells me to move, I perform a jung, quickly using a cho sun to the B2-HA series super battle droid that took aim at me. Hearing the sound of an unfolding droideka, I fearfully look for Stopper, knowing only he had the gentle hand to roll the thermal detonator through the destroyer’s built-in shield projector. Finding him among the chaos, I watch briefly as he works his way through the battlefield to the droid. I nod slightly to myself, liking the fact words aren't needed here in battle. Spotting the last of the LM-432 crab droid, I force dash towards it knowing it’s up to me to take him out. Normally it’s a job the veteran clones did, but only one is left standing, and he’s still busy with the droideka.

Avoiding its blaster cannons, I force jump into the air, landing on the droid’s back. Doing a shiak, I impale my four-legged opponent. Back-flipping off the droid, I take the moment to survey the progress of the battle. Smiling in satisfaction as I realize only the standard battle droids remain, I raise my lightsaber in the air, moving it in a circular motion to let my men know they could disperse from the Circle of Shelter to take out the remaining droids. The playing field still remains odd as they outnumber us forty to twenty; however, I am a Jedi Padawan, and myself alone is worth fifty of them.

Gladly, I switch from the defensive form of Soresu to the form of Shien as the real fun is just beginning. With it still being a new concept to me, I carelessly hurled my lightsaber out in front of me in a boomerang fashion. Swiftly the blue, blazing weapon takes out four droids at once. As I find another victim, I cartwheel onto a clanker’s shoulders, doing a mou kei as I recalled my lightsaber back to my hand. Making eye contact with Jumper, I levitate him steady in the air as he fires at all droids, picking them off one by one. Painfully feeling an E-5 blaster rifle being shoved into my jaw, I perform a perfect Falling Leaf, catching Jumper with the Force before his face meets the ground.

When the last of the droids went down, I . . .

"MaryBeth!"

Exiting out of my imagination, I look at my teacher in bewilderment. Seeing a few of my classmates snicker at my confusion, I try sitting taller in my seat, hoping I don't look as helpless as I feel. The teacher continues to stare at me, clearly expecting some type of answer.

"Can you repeat?" I ask meekly.

By then then the entire classroom erupt in laughter as the teacher storms away. I roll my eyes, not believing I left my mind for this. Resting my head on my arm, I think back to my day dream, wishing it was real. I was living in the Clone Wars as a Jedi with my own platoon of troops. Starting out as a blue milk run, the clanker army had set up an ambush, making us feel like a dwarfnut. They were still no match for us as we were as smooth as the surface of a neutron star. Sighing roughly, I wish I knew how the aftermath of the battle went. I want to know what the casualties were, what the council would think of this attack, and how I would continue from there. Shrugging casually, I knew I could just continue my journey tomorrow.