At dawn, Anakin was waiting in a clearing just outside of campus, pacing in front of the transport ship that would take the flight workshop
out to Coruscant.
He wasn't thinking of everything that could possibly go wrong.
Really.
Okay, he totally was. He was a glass-half-empty kind of guy.
[OOC: As Tick said in the Fearsome Jello Beasts post, the Flight class is back in time to go get gooey in defense of the school. Gotta love those Fandom space-time paradoxes.]