Note from the Author: Hey guys! This is my first Zutara story! This is before Katara and Sokka meet Aang. There is a war coming, but I'm doing a twist on the whole thing! I kept reading Zutara stories and I wasn't happy with any of them, so I decided to make my own! Please let me know what you think 3 xoxo~
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"Dad, I dont' see why Sokka and I have to go to some rich, snobby school", Katara told her father, changing into her uniform in her room. In their little hut he could easily here from the kitchen, considering it was only about 10 feet away.
Katara heard her father sigh with frustration. This is about the hundreth time they have had this discussion.
"Katara, I went through great lengths to have your brother and you enrolled there", she could just imagine the look on his face," Do you know how many favors I had to do?"
"Far to many I would imagine", Katara mumbled under her breath.
"I heard that", her father scolded. Katara rolled her eyes.
"Remind me again why we moved here from the Southern Water Tribe?" Katara asked her father. A question she's asked at least once a day...
She heard her father sigh again," Ya know daddy, you keep sighing, you ain't going to have any air in them lungs of yours left."
"I hate it when you talk like a hick, Katara", her father laughed at her slang. Katara emerged from her bedroom and was instantly in the kitchen/living room.
"That's what everyone is this city thinks of us, why not act like it", Katara sneered, getting a bowl of rice her father had prepared.
Her father rested his hands on the counter and looked at her," You are not a hick Katara. You are a very powerful waterbender and should be proud. You are one of very few left, as a matter of fact. Why do you think that school wanted you so badly when I told them what you were? They haven't had a waterbender in probably hundreds of years."
Katara rolled her eyes and grimaced at her uniform. It was a red skirt with a that was just on her hips and flowed out to her ankles. Around it with a dark maroon sarong around her waist that had little gold rings around the border of it. Her top was one shouldered, the same red as her skirt and it ended an inch above her belly button.
"Must we go to school in Fire Nation territory?" Katara rubbed the material of her skirt between her fingers. She hated the color red. She had gold rings around her upper arms and a gold cuff on her left wrist.
"Don't you like the gold and jewelry I got you?" her father said with hurt in his voice. He thought she would really like her uniform.
"Dad! Of course I do! I just hate the color of my uniform is all", she went over and hugged him," I am sorry. I am being ungrateful. You went through a lot of trouble to get Sokka and I in this school; and I'm just causing you grief. I just miss home is all."
Her father hugged her back and then put his hands on his shoulders to look at his daughter.
"You are so beautiful Katara. You're mother would be proud of you. Go brush your hair. It looks like a bird was sleeping in it", her father laughed.
Katara put her hands to her head and walked back to her room. She brushed her hair out into smooth waved and put half of it up in a braid. Deep breath Katara. You can do this. You may not be able to hang with the richie rich kids, but you can do this. You will make friends. She told herself over and over again. You had friends... But they aren't here. You have Sokka too. She looked herself over in the mirror and walked out to see her brother choking down her breakfast and her father getting ready to walk them to their new school. She didn't think she could eat anyways.
"Alright, here we are", Hakoda smiled and squeezed their shoulders. Their school was huge. They entered into a huge courtyard where about a hundred students were entering different buildings. There was a big fountain in the center and the buildings were surrounded the courtyard in a U shape. The buildings had columns surrounding them and hanging from each banner was a sign that read 火噴泉學院 (Fire Fountain Academy).
"Dad, I'm nervous", Katara turned to her father," What if Sokka and I don't fit in here."
Her father kneeled in front of her," If you don't fit in here, it's because those kids can't see how wonderful you two are. They should be grateful that you two have chosen to come here. I am so proud of you two. I only wish your mother was here to see you off."
Katara and Sokka smiled at each other and hugged their father tightly when he stood up.
"Off to class you two! I'll see you tonight when I get home from work", Hakoda smiled and turned, waving at his kids. They turned to face their new school.
"Katara don't be nervous. At least we have the first class together", Sokka nudged Katara as they walked in to the main building.
"Yeah, literature. That's going to be fun", Katara told him sarcastically.
"I wonder who our first friends are going to be!" Sokka thought aloud excitingly. Katara was just about to answer him when someone shoved past her and caused her to fall to the ground.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Katara picked herself up of the ground. She picked up her shoulder bag and looked at who knocked her over. She was greeted with a rather mean looking girl who had her hair in a bun and two strands that hung to the side of her face. She was wearing the same top as Katara, but she wore dark, red pants instead. Katara looked at the girls friends. There was a girl who wore really dark red and black long robes and had on way to much black eye makeup. She had her hair up but had to long strands that went past her shoulders. Beside her was a boy. Katara tried to look around the dark, goth girl to see him. All she could see was shaggy black hair, and a scar... A red scar that went around his eye and almost half of the left side of his face.
"What did you say to me peasant?" the mean girl walked towards her.
"I said watch where you are going", Katara shouldered her bag," You knocked me over and didn't apologize."
The girl and the goth girl laughed," Don't you know who I am? I don't need to apologize to you. You should know to get out of my way."
She started to turn around, but Katara walked in front of her.
"I don't know who you are and I don't care. There is a thing as common manners and you seem to lack them, which makes you the peasant and the lesser one. Not me", Katara told her and walked away. A block of fire came in front of her face.
"How dare you talk to me like that! I am you're Princess!" the girl walked over to her and got in her face.
"Princess of what?" Katara countered.
"The Fire Nation, the best nation there is", the girl spat in her face," Princess Azula, and you will learn to respect and take orders from me."
"I take orders from no one", Katara stood her ground," I am Princess of the Southern Water Tribe, but I don't go around throwing it in people's faces."
"Katara, maybe we should just go. We are already late for class now", Sokka went over and grabbed her shoulder. Katara looked around and noticed that no students were around. She looked back at the girl named Azula and then at her friend. The boy was still behind the girl so she still didn't know what he looked like.
"You aren't going anywhere", Azula laughed," I challenge you to an Agni-!"
"Princess Azula!" someone yelled and the group turned around to see an elderly woman walking towards them. She wore all black robes and had her white hair in a high bun. She looked about to be Hokada's age.
"We do not challenge people to an Agni Kai unless directed to by a Master or Sen Sai and we especially do not do it to students who don't know what it is. Also, only fire benders can go in an Agni Kai", the teacher walked over and looked Katara and Azula over.
"What are you talking about?" Azula sneered at the woman," She knows what an Agni Kai is..."
"Actually Azula I do not", Katara went over to her brother," Excuse me Master...?"
"Master Hakari", the woman bowed to Katara. Katara returned the bow," My brother and I were walking and your Princess knocked me down. I apologize for fanning the flames though."
Master Hakari looked over the water tribe girl and nodded her head," Apology accepted. Now, why don't you two go off to your class."
Katara and Sokka bowed and walked away. Katara looked once over at Azula and she was glaring at her. Just when they were about to round a corner, Katara looked back once more. She saw that the boy was watching her. His stare was so... intense. His gold eyes piercing her. Katara frowned and walked around the corner and sighed. School was not off to a good start.
So there it is! Let me know what you think!
