Hellow! I'm Martina, and I'm an italian teen. So yeah, I like to write, and even if I don't consider myself the best in english, let me try to do a fanfiction on this awesome site. What is the best thing of ATLA, after Zuko and cabbage guy I mean, but Zutara of course! Let's spread the love~ (P:S Zuko, Sokka and Suki are 17, Katara is 16 and Toph and Aang are 14) No bending. So Toph is colors-blind, because a girl in 21' centhury seeing with her feet would be strange...

Katara's POV

I missed my school, I really did, but the sound of the ringtone was still annoying. Maybe even more annoying that my brother: Sokka. In fact, the boy, that considered himself a true genius, would start jumping all over my grandma's house shouting something about seeing his girlfriend again.

I didn't have a "lover", friends were everthing that mattered for me. We considered ourself "the gaang", and the members of this group were: Sokka, my crazy seventeen brother; Suki, his girlfriend of the same age; Aang, the childish and peacemaker boy of fourteen years; Toph, one of the toughest person that you will ever have the honor to meet, also fourteen, and me, Katara, the sixteen motherly figure of the group.

When I entered the school I runned straight to the two fourteen years old teenagers,my mocha skin in contrast with Toph and Aang's paler ones. The grey eyes of the boy were full of joy "Katara! How did your summer go? Did you have fun? Did you meet somebody? Did you h-" he was soon punched in the arm by the lower girl "C'mon Twinkletoes, stop making your crush more obvious." the boy with short black hairs laughed nervously, scratching his neck awkardly. Not too much seconds later my brother, with Suki under arm, popped out on them "Guuuuys! Wazzup?" while I shook my head Toph face-palmed herself "Sokka you're really a d-oh, problems incoming." I turned my head just to see the "problems", Azula.

Azula Agni was the wannabe-world star of the school, she was really a gorgeous girl, with her pale skin, dark hair and dark-gold eyes, but she acted like she was the Goddamn-queen of the structure! Her group is formed by all the spoiled-richest guys of the institute: Ty Lee the pink freak, Mai the bored, Chan the dick-head and Hanh the double dick-head. And guess what? We were sorta at war with them. We didn't get really along. The fact that Azula's father was the man accused of the series of fires that killed both Aang's family and my mother didn't help, nope.

Of course there were other groups, like Jet's "Freedom fighters" or Haru's hippi one, but our's and Azula's one were the most famous. You just had to choose a side.

I came in class for my first period with Toph and Suki, and we taked a seat. I was near Toph in the first desk, while Suki was with one of her friend right behind us.

When the bell rang, without even being a second late, Math's most temute and severe teacher of the school came in, Prof Monkey-Zhao. He sitted at his desk "Welcome back to school guys. I hope your holidays went good..." he said in a calm tone "...because now they are over. Go to page 129 of your text. Lef's see how awful your summer's work went."

In the middle of the correction the door went wide open, kicked violently by a dark boot. With a death aura around him the most emo-handsome-creepy boy of the school, aka Zuko, came in. His look, as always, was composed by a sleeveless black top, dark jeans, boots, bracelets along his pale and toned arms, some rings and a black cross necklace. His yellow eyes scanned the class, as he glared at the new students staring at his scar. The scar that cover most of the left side of his face. He didn't seem to care, not even using his black shaggy hairs to cover it.

But anyway he walked in, with a dark bruise under his good eye. Zhao looked at him "Mister Agni," oh yeah, he is Azula's older brother "Why are you late? You don't want to get suspendend again, don't you?" the seventeen year old boy sent a death glare at Zhao "Like you don't know why I'm late, dick." a gasp was heard trough the class. The teacher expression changed in fury "How dare you brat! Speak with respect!" he yelled after slapping the boy in the face, which was at his eye-level "Detention today. And if you skip it we're gonna call your father." Zhao said the world "father" in an odd tone, but it seemed to work because Zuko stepped back "I won't." he said before he sat alone in the back of the class.

That boy was something else.

Reviews are obviously welcome! Anonimus one too! Oh...here is 01:40 now. Good night c: (Sorry for the grammar...I guess)