Luke and I arrived at a room with a huge circular table in the middle. I'm guessing that's a hologram table. What's a hologram table, you ask? A table that shows holograms. The table isn't the hologram, silly.
Amidst all the other people in the room, I looked completely different. With my sparkly, sleeveless purple top with a pink kitty cat on it and my blue jeans, it's a huge difference in comparison to what everyone else was wearing.
To be honest, I looked kind of... average. To me, at least. I don't know how the others took it.
I started biting at my thumb's fingernail. I was nervous because I didn't know how all of this worked. I could end up saying something that sounded really stupid, or I might do something rash.
I laughed nervously when Luke looked over at me.
"You okay?" Luke asked.
"Oh, sure. I'm fine." I lied.
"Then let's get to it." Luke said.
"Sooooooo.... Anyone feel like trying to steal the plans for the Death Star... [breathe]... So that we can destroy it and then live happily ever after after that and... [breathe]... and stuff?" I said quickly yet casually.
Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. I was used to it right about now.
"I'm a crazy person." I muttered, covering my face with my hands.
I was waiting to be greeted to the sounds of "Yeah, you are" and "Maaaaaybe?", but all I heard was silence.
I put my hands down and took a deep breath.
"Hi, I'm Bella. I come from one of the planets in the Milky Way." I said calmly.
Silence.
I sighed. So much for first impressions.
"That's... um... a unique way to greet others..." Luke said, putting his arm around me.
"It's not unique, it's downright weird! If I can't stop Kylo Ren from destroying the Milky Way because I can't keep it under control..." I said, shaking my head.
Everyone looked like they felt sorry for me, but they said nothing.
So much for being a hero.
Suddenly, I heard beeping noises from the other room.
"Beep! Beep! Vrrrr!" They went.
There's only one droid I know of that has said that to me before.
Although I don't know what it means.
I'm not such a Know-It-All after all. I can't even communicate with R2D2 (which C3PO has clearly figured out how to do already).
There's only one way to save my reputation at this point. I excel in only that. Humor.
Although, I think I've run out of jokes right about now.
See you next time on Bella's Pink Planet!
Remember, Bella loves you guys!
BYE!
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