*-Hey peoples! This is yet again another story, but this time it's a short one. It's Zutara, yes. I'm a horrible explainer so I'll stop talking so you can read. This chapter is from Katara's point of view.
I don't nor will i ever own avatar.
I don't own the song lyrics either, that's from Just Friends by the JoBros (Jonas Brothers if you don't know, but how can you not know what the JoBros stands for.?)
Alright...read on!! =D
*-Just Friends-*
Katara
I'll just keep on dreaming,
But it's cool 'cause we're
Just friends.
I hate this feeling. I hate it so much. But more importantly, I hate this boy for making me feel like I do. No, scratch that. I could never hate Zuko. He is, after all, my best friend. I've known Zuko longer than I can remember. We know each other as well as we know the back of our hands. Because that's how close we are.
Some say Zuko's a hothead, but being his best friend, I don't see that. Yeah, so what he can be a little ill-tempered sometimes and a little spoiled, but that's Zuko. He has his faults, like me and all other humans do. But, I've accepted them, because along with his faults he also has some really great positives. Like he can sometimes be caring, and he protects me from any threats like I'm his little sister. I guess he can't actually do that with his biological sister, Azula.
She's really something, words can't really describe her personality. She intimidating, yes, and she frightens alot of people at school. Not Zuko, though. I guess he's more annoyed with her than afraid of her. I'm not though. I've met her a couple of times when I used to go over to Zuko's house. I don't know her that well to say that I don't like her, but she certainly is just like the people at school say. I feel really bad for him, considering he actually has to live with her.
I wish I had a sister, instead I'm stuck with my overly-protective and goofy big brother, Sokka. No doubt, I love him. But, his craziness can only drive you so far. And he eats everything up in the fridge! Gran-Gran has to go to the grocery store at least twice a week because of his big appetite.
"Miss Xing!! Are you paying attention to the lesson?" Mr. Jeong yelled at me, shocking me out of my reminisces.
I flinched when he called my name and answered as quickly as I could, saying, "Yes sir."
Mr. Jeong probably knew I hadn't heard a word he said, but since it was so close for us to switch classes, he didn't stress it like he'd normally would. I was thankful for that since for one, I was really tired of staying in this class and two, I really wanted to see Zuko.
Just as Mr. Jeong turned away from the board, the bell rung. I gathered up my binder and stuffed it into my Nike book bag as quickly as I could and rushed toward the door along with the rest of my peers. I was carried along in the abruptness of the crowd of familiar and unfamiliar faces until I stopped at my locker, where Zuko stood toying with the combination of the lock on his locker, which was to the right of mine.
"Hey Katara," Zuko greeted, finally unlocking the lock on his locker. I unlocked my locker and threw in my chemistry book.
"Hey," I replied, closing my locker as I grabbed my textbook for my next and last period class, math. Man, do I hate math.
"Check your friend; he's really irking me," Zuko suddenly says, slamming his locker shut and curling his fingers up into a fist.
"Who?"
"Aang."
"Aang?" I asked, shocked. "But he wouldn't even bother a fly."
"Well, I'm not a fly, but he's bothering me."
"Oh come on, Zuko. Chill, don't hurt him, because I don't want any of my friends fighting," I said, standing up on my tippy-toes and hugging my tall friend. "Please don't," I add pleadingly.
"Fine. But only because I don't want to hurt you while I'm pounding his face in."
I don't know what it is about those two, but Zuko and Aang have always been feuding since the minute he transferred to our school. But, I don't know what Zuko doesn't like about Aang. Aang's such a nice boy, so calm and caring. There really isn't anything about him that you could ever dislike. However, that seems to be wrong in Zuko's case. Aang doesn't really dislike Zuko, I think, he's just scared of him. Considering Zuko's 192 pounds of pure muscle with a killer swag and an aggressive attitude.
"Hey, Zuko, right?" a girl wearing a pink screen tee with a picture of cotton candy on a stick printed on her shirt and a pair of hot pink capris on. I think her name's Ty Lee; I've seen her around with Azula a couple of times.
"Yeah?" he answered.
"I know you know Mai and everything, right? Yeah, so she likes you and she didn't really know how to tell you so Azula told her I'd tell you and---"
"Ty Lee! Get to the point," Zuko interrupted.
"Well, fact of the matter is, Mai likes you. So, you'd go with her, right?" she asked him. Ty Lee turned toward me, then something crossed her face, "Oh, if you two are an item, I'll tell her you're already taken?"
"No. We're just friends," Zuko answered.
It hurts so much when people ask that. I always look at Zuko then back at the person and plaster a smile on my face, saying "No, we're just friends." Then the person's reply is always, "Oh," and then all I can do is fake a smile to try and keep myself from crying. Because I'm afraid that's all we'll ever be. Just friends. And I really want us to be more than that.
"Okay, great. So, you'd go with her?" Ty Lee asked.
"Um, sure."
Ty Lee bounced off into the crowd wearing a huge smile on her face while I stood there in front of Zuko, my head held low so he wouldn't see how much he was breaking my heart.
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It's been six months since Zuko agreed to go out with Mai. Twenty-four weeks of me pretending to be happy for my best friend when it's tearing me up inside. And one hundred sixty-eight days of crying my eyes out and wishing that it was me with him, and not her.
I met Mai, Zuko introduced me to her. Mai's just so...she's just so...boring. Emotionless. Dead. It's like she's this walking zombie with no feelings or emotions or ways of communicating. I can't believe Zuko is still even with her. I mean, even her voice is boring. She talks in this monotonous tone that's so weird. I have no idea what Zuko likes about her. Because I am not seeing it. At all.
I should stop talking about her. I guess I'm sort of envious of her. She has what I never will have because I don't have the courage to say anything about it to him. Me and Zuko have a great friendship, and I don't want to mess that up because I'm in love with him. I can take never knowing if he returns the feelings as long as we still stay friends. I don't think he'll ever know how much I love him, considering the fact that I certainly am too scared to even hint at it. And that he already has a girlfriend. I wish I was his girlfriend. But I guess I have to get over the fact that we're not together. And we will never be. Because all we are---against my better judgement---are just friends.
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*-Alrighty people, so now you know how Katara feels about Zuko. Next chapter it's Zuko POV, so you'll figure out what's in his head. If I haven't mentioned this, this story is only three chapters long.
I'd love to hear what you think so far, so all you guys who've read it this far, please review!! thanxx!
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