CHAPTER 8

While Kit was having was having trouble with the locals I was haing a bit of it myself. Someone had spread the rumor about me being a hooker and that had brought a bumch of apparently horny aliens after me. Or maybe not. They wanted to take me to that fat bastard worm Java the Mutt but there was no way I was going to let that happen.

"Look, you perverts," I growled at the ten odd bastards. "I'm not a whore. You heard wrong. I'm a Jedi Padawan! If you lay one finger on me I'm gonna run you through with my lightsaber!"

"Jabba wants company tonight," the one alien said, taking another step closer. "He wants you."

"Well tell that fat bastard that if he wants a play thing he'll just have to look elsewhere," I retorted angrily. "Why doesn't he look for another poor Twi'lek to torture, huh?"

The alien was getting impatient. "Look, you little slut," he said, grabbing my arm. "Jabba wants you and he's going to get you!"

"Over my dead body!" I shouted, punching the alien in the face. "You tell Pizza Hutt that this girl isn't interested!"

The alien fell back, holding his face. This angered the other aliens. Without warning they jumped me and I found myself in the middle of an all out brawl. Needles to say I put up a pretty good fight without using my lightsaber but it didn't matter. Those stupid aliens would have the best of me if Kit hadn't of come when he had. He lay a number on the aliens and sent them packing.

"Leave my Padawan alone, you sick bastards!" he shouted as they ran away. "She's not a whore! You tell your boss if he wants to get laid to look somewhere else!"

I sat on the ground and stared at kit. Did he just call them bastards? I wondered. I was defiantly rubbing off on him.

When the jerks were gone Kit turned on me, his black eyes flashing angrily. I knew right then that I was in trouble. Big trouble.

"Where did you go?" he demanded, grabbing my arm and helping me up. "Why did you walk away like that? You don't know your way around here. What were you thinking?"

"I'm sorry," I said, brushing off my clothes. "I was just trying to find a pod racer."

"A pod racer?!" he snapped, not liking my answer at all. "Why did you want to find a pod racer?"

"Because I wanted to drive it," I said as if the answer should be obvious.

Kit stared at me a moment then sighed and shook his head. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked.

I had a feeling that question hadn't really been directed at me. Well no matter, I hadn't been plannning on giving him an answer anyway. We stared walking through the darkened city. "So where are we going to spend the night?" I asked after a significent amount of time went by.

"I don't know," he replied, looking around as if he expected a threat to jump out at us. "I'm sure we'll find some place to sleep. I just hope it's not an alley."

"I hope not too," I said, dredding the outcome of that. I looked up at the sky. I started to wonder what my family was doing right now and felt the slightest twing of homesickness. I actually missed them! I wonder if they miss me? I found myself wondering. Are they worried about me? Did they call the police and report me missing? Do tjhey think I'm dead?

Wondering those things wouldn't give me any answers so I tried to push them out of my mind. I didn't need to feel depressed right now. It wouldn't help things. Kit put a hand on my shoulder and I looked up at him, wondering if he sensed I was upset.

He hadn't. "Let's check out the hotels here," he suggested. "Maybe one of them will let us stay the night."

Well that's one way to get my mind off other things. 'Okay," I agreed but I doubted they'd let us stay for free.

He took my hand. I doubt he was being fresh. I think he was making sure I wouldn't wonder off or something. Either way; I didn't like it. I hate physical contact with either sex. If I'd wanted him to touch me I would have let him. I shook my hand free and glared up at him when he looked down at me, curiously.

"Don't hold my hand," I said. "If I'd wanted you to I would have said so."

"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to offend you."

"You didn't offend me," I told him. "But I think you should only hold your girlfriend's hand, okay?"

"Girlfriend?" he asked, looking confused.

"Don't play stupid," I said folding my arms. "I know Aayla Secura is your girlfriend. Don't even try to deny it. I know more about it than you think I do."

Kit said nothing. he looked embarrassed. I think I hit a nerve or something. He knew I was right but refused to admit it. He's a Jedi after all.

"You know more about your master than a Padawan should," I heard him mutter. "You're from Earth yet you know everything. I wonder how that is..."

I grinned, not about to tell him how I knew. He wouldn't believe me if I told him anyway. He might even think I was nuts. "Maybe we should head back to the ship and spend the night in there?" I suggested, wanting to change the subject. "Maybe if the communicator still works we can send a message back to Coruscant and have someone come get is."

Kit thought aboutg that for a second then nodded. "Sounds like a good idead," he consensted. "Why didn't we think of that before?"

If he was expecting me to give him an answer he was going to be horribley disappointed. I had no way of telling him that without making him seem stupid. My guess was we had other things on our minds then. Boy are we pathetic.

Well we started back to our ship but wasn't even aware that we were being followed.

A/N

This will be it for now.