A/N – Okay guys, new story. Are you ready? I figured I'd make this one a lot fluffier than the first A:TLA that I did, 'cause I love fluffy stories. I will, however TRY to continue my other story, but since no one has reviewed (shame on you guys, since I know there've been a crap load of hits) and I like recognition, so do so.

Also, there is no bending. And they go to a normal high school, and Toph and Aang are in their junior year, and Zuko, Sokka and Katara are in their senior year (that sounds right, in relation to the show, right?) I decided to make Sokka and Katara fraternal twins, but Sokka's still older.

I was also reading something with Toph, where she wasn't blind, and I think I might do that. Ooh, maybe I'll make her blind later; of I'm up for that sort of total cruelty. (I doubt I will)

-Eskimos-

"Hey Aang," I said, sliding into my seat, even after I missed the first two periods of Thanksgiving Break.

"Where have you been?" he whispered, sliding me his notebook with all of the notes of the day.

"I was, distracted," I said. "Thanks for that notes, Aang, once again, you've saved me."

He blushed, which I still found weird, since we've been friends and just friends since our freshman year.

I quickly copied down all of his notes, and handed him his notebook back.

"So, did you see the new kids? They're apparently from the South Pole," he reported.

"South Pole? Do planes even go there?" I asked, slightly ignorantly, but just for laughs.

He did laugh, "Yeah, I wonder how they got up here. Anyway, I was thinking we could take Aapa and go to the beach today, do you want to?"

"Yeah, the beach sounds great," I said. Whenever I'm around Aang, and his hyper-sensitivity, I never get to be sarcastic around him, but Aang's a good friend, it's not that bad.

"Okay, cool," the bell rang , "I'll see you at lunch," he said, running out of his classroom, so he wouldn't be late for class on the other side of the campus.

Aang and I had a weird relationship. Aang and I had Martial Arts together Freshman year. I have no idea why he picked it as his elective, since he totally sucked, because he was scrawny and untrained, but after he saw that I was totally bad-ass, he asked me to spar and coach him. He, in return, taught me how to drive in Aapa, his big white van with a brown arrow decal on the hood, and up the top. And then, from all of the time we spent together, we became best friends after he asked me out and it was like going out with my brother. We decided to be just friends.

At lunch, bright and happy Aang wasn't at our usual table, but at the one next to it, with two new kids, who were no doubt the 'South Polers'.

"Hey Aang," I said, sliding in next to him, and making sure not to make eye contact with them. "Are you ready for MA? I think Sensei is placing us against each other today."

"Really?" he said panicky.

I grinned, "You know I don't go easy on anyone."

He sighed audibly, "On a lighter note, this is Sokka, and that's Katara, they're the kids from the South Pole!"

"Yay," I said, looking at them, "Eskimos."

The boy laughed, the girl did not.

"We're not Eskimos Toph," Katara said, using my name like she's known me forever.

Before I could say anything back, Zuko, an anti-social senior, who I'd known forever, came over and sat down with us. He had a huge scar on the right side of his face, from his father, but no one knew why. Al we knew was that his father went to jail, and his Uncle Iroh was now his and his psychotic sister, Azula.

"Wow Zuko, you crawled out from under your rock to eat at a table today? Good job."

He snarled, "Yes Toph, I'm great, thanks for asking. What about you?"

"Great Sparky, I just got a job!"

"You?" Aang asked, "Really? Where?"

"At that new café place, 'The Phoenix King'."

"My Uncle owns that place," Zuko said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Why'd you pick there?" Aang asked, shocked. "It's nowhere near your house, how are you going to get there every day?"

"Well, it's only on Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Thursdays."

"But then we'll never have time to hang out!"

"Well, it's not until five so we have an hour to hang out after school, and if you drive me, then we'll have—"

"Toph no way!" he grumbled.

"Why not?" I said, taking a bite out of my homemade Pau Bun.

"Because Aapa's on his last legs! And, that's five days a week!"

"Well," I sneered, "I can bike home, in the dark, with my terrible vision…"

"I'm sorry Toph, you know I would if I could."

"Oh how the mighty have fallen," zuko laughed.

"Do you want to run that by me again?" I asked viciously.

"Well, first off, why do you need a J-O-B?" he spelled.

"Well, first off," I mocked, "Don't spell at me, I'm not five, and I juts want one."

"Doubtful," he grinned. "You wanted a job that you couldn't even transport yourself to?"

"Zuko!" Aang said happily, "You can take Toph home after work! After all, your uncle owns the place, and you two live back to back!"

"Twinkle Toes…" I warned. He had adopted that nickname in training when I first began to train him, he took light and airy steps.

"Toph, it's brilliant!" Aang said. "Don't you think so Katara?"

I rolled my eyes—without knowing the girl for over ten minutes, Aang was head over heels in love with her. Someone needs to reign in his hormones, and fast.

"Uhm, yeah. That sounds like it would work," she said politely.

"Great! Then it's settled. Zuko will escort Toph home from work, and she will bike on days that I cant drive her."

I glared at him, and if he wasn't my best friend, I'd punch his lights out. Oh well, I'd save that anger for MA.