Alright so... I don't own Katara or Zuko or ATLA or anything really. In case you missed it in the description this is AU. If you really wanna read this... good luck to you.

"Have fun at school. Play nice with all the other kids. Don't get in trouble. Don't smart-mouth off to the teachers. Don't.." His daughter cut him off before he could complete his third don't.

"Dad. Chill. I got this. It's only like the tenth school I've had to transfer to in the middle of the school year. Besides I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself." Katara smiled at her father. He always gave her the same speech before the first day at a new school. She could see all her classmates streaming around the jeep, wondering who the heck she was. God, I hate new schools.

"I know you do Princess."

"Dad! Don't call me Princess! It was cool when I was five, but I'm sixteen now."

"I don't care how old you are. You're still Princess."

"Kay, great, Katara's a Princess still. Can we go now?" Her older brother, Sokka, chimed in from the back seat.

"Don't be a grump Sokka. Just because I beat you out here and got to sit shotgun doesn't mean your life is over." She turned around and stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his tongue back out at her.

"You two play nice. I'll be back around 3. Right here."

"Dad. There might be sports that I can try out for."

"Then I'll be here unless you text me. I suppose you want to try and find some sports too Sokka?"

"Duh, Dad."

"Right. Bye then."

"Bye Dad." His children chorused back at him and climbed out of the vehicle. They stood there as he drove away. Katara's leather messenger bag slung carelessly over her shoulder. Sokka's one strap back pack securly over his head and on his shoulder as well.

"Well," Sokka turned to his baby sister. He wasn't gonna lie. She was pretty in her own right and new schools always made him nervous about new guy threats. Sokka was fully aware that she could handle herself but that didn't mean he didn't worry. Her raven hair was untamably wavy and her big blue eyes could enrapture anybody. They were both athletic and had according builds. She never seemed aware of it all though. What she wore was geared more towards comfortable than fashionable. "Try not to die. You're big brother has more important things to do." He heard her half scoff and half laugh.

"You must be new here." Katara turned around and faced what appeared to be a younger girl accompanied by a boy. It was the girl who had spoken.

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"Everybody knows to move out of the way of the blind girl."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Katara side-stepped to let the other girl pass.

"I was joking Sugar Queen." She flashed a big cheesy smile.

"Sugar Queen? How am I Sugar Queen?"

"You just are. I'm Toph. This is Aang."

"I'm Katara, not Sugar Queen."

"Hi Katara! I'm Aang! Isn't today just great? I think today is a great great great day!"

"Excuse Twinkletoes over here. He had too much sugar this morning." Almost as if she could see, Toph put her hand on Aang's face and pushed him away playfully.

"Scaring off the newbie already Toph?" Katara looked over at the boy sauntering over. Whoa. Dark brown hair fell over his chocolate brown eyes just barely. He spoke with a sort of drawl. Not southern, but like he was taking time out of his very important time to talk to you and you should feel honored. Already Katara could feel the beginnings of a crush coming on. "I'm Jet." He smiled at her and she felt the sudden uncontrollable urge to just fall into his arms and let him whisk her to wherever he wanted to.

"I'm... Katara."

"Pretty name for a pretty girl." She blushed. They heard a bell tolling behind them.

"Ah, hell calls. C'mon Katara." She let Jet lead her towards the school building as he rambled on about his friends and their exploits. She was only half paying attention and Toph followed them with Aang next to her who was watching Katara in a similar way that she was watching Jet.

He was watching her too, but from a much greater distance. She seemed like she was new too, but nobody had tried to come up and say hi to him. She probably thought she was better than him like everybody else. The world had turned its back on him and he had turned his back on the world. He began silently walking towards the school as well. Following in her footsteps.

Sooooo? Good? Bad? Ugly? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!